For the munchkins, though, the last couple of hours of this day are devoted to Mizz Lee, our Teacher Emeritus. Yes, she’s supposed to be an English ...eacher, guiding inquisitive minds in grammar and vocabulary, but she pushes them into literature as well, and for the rest of us, Mizz Lee is a parent or grandparent or something esteemed and venerated.My cellphone rang. Mizz Lee. “Hi, Mizz Lee. How are you today?”“Pleasantly satisfied, dear. A little creaky, but satisfied.”“You have the kids. As we kiss my hand will move under your pants and jocks and I will grab onto your cock and stroke up and down until you cum over your body." As I finished reading the message Amanda sent me, I rushed to the bathroom closing the door behind me and whipping out my cock which had grown rock hard from reading her message. Within a few strokes back and forth on my cock, while imagining Amanda's hand stroking me, I exploded shooting my load into the basin, relieving my sexual desire for a few. By the time Daddy found us a nice quiet place near the canal where we could watch the ships pass and parked, my panties were already getting wet. He’d taken me shopping for lingerie, then to dinner, then allowed me into his home, and now he was fulfilling an item on my bucket list of fantasies . . . I probably would have let him bend me over the hood of his car and fuck me right then and there, but as it turned out he just wanted a simple kiss followed by a blowjob. But first, he told me to. I brought in the money and work that kept the business profitable and running.Jodie was the old man's personal assistant. She was a mature age lady of 47 years of age who was petite at 5ft tall, with a slim child-like body - nice subtle curves that I knew well from watching her closely over the years.She had come to my office to get me to sign some papers.She appeared to be on edge and I said that to her."I wanted to come and see you" she explained."I really like you as a person ... so I have.