"Excuse me, sir," she thrust her chest out in his direction, "but what color are my eyes?" Duh," the startled man stammered as he stared at the blonde...s budding bosom."Your right, Chris," she cackled, "it'll work." Kathy then thrust herself in the direction of her father, who, killing time, had slipped into the hospitable sales girl's hot little pocket. "What do you think, Daddy?" Looks good," Daddy muttered, indubitably distracted by the snug, smiling Asian beauty beneath him. "Kathy," he. I had seen Mr Parker around school but he had never taught me, he was in his early 40’s but always dressed trendy and tonight was no different, a tight white T Shirt and tight jeans were showing off his figure, he obviously looked after his body with the shape under his Shirt. Mr Jacobs introduced him to me saying he was sad I was leaving as I was a model student, I noticed an emphasis on the word model, and also noticed Mr Parker’s eyes checking out my boobs, it was nice being the centre of. Your dream house is built, you've bought a few sports cars and such, and have pretty much been living like a rock star. But one thought keeps eating at the back of your mind.Melissa. The girl from your high school English class, the one you sat behind and fantasized about day after day. A petite blond with brains and a body to die for. Oh, she'd been nice enough to you, always smiling that pleasant little smile that told you she was too good for you. Always dressed so conservatively, so stuffy.. My cock had hardened at the thought of this massive guy flirting with me. I tried to put it out of my mind but I kept thinking of the look he gave me, a long deep in the eyes look as he stroked my face.That evening in the shower I closed my eyes and fantasised of Tommy being in it with me, soaping me up and holding me in his massive arms as we kissed. My cock spurt cum as I played with myself and I immediately felt guilty at my fantasy. What the fuck was I thinking? The following morning,.