He told me to go over and make her feel special. I started to refuse, but he slapped my ass hard 3 times, and I remembered the pain of my last spankin... and I walked over to her. I took her hand and led her over to the desk. I undressed her slowly while Mr. Denton stroked his cock. I ran my hands over her body, lingering over her tits and gently probing her pussy, and squeezing her ass. Mr. Denton told her to lie on the desk and spread her thighs. She did immediately, and I lowered my face down. She worried that it could ruin their marriage, after all she loved Bob and didn’t want to act on a fantasy that could drive a wedge between them. Still, the idea of being fucked by another man was causing her to masturbate more often during the day when Bob was at work. His fantasy was now becoming her fantasy. She had never had any other man’s cock in her pussy since she and Bob married. She kept fantasizing of cock size, different sexual positions and how another men might last longer. Kiss and be done with it. I just begged it wasn’t some nerdy, horribly inexperienced guy. The last thing I wanted to do was clash teeth with someone with braces. ‘You, sir, are you up for it?’ the professor asked. He was so far back in the room I could barely make him out of the endless rows of eyes, backpacks, and faces. Half the class was turned to watch the professor choose his next victim, and the other half was watching me. A girl in the front row met my eyes and smiled. ‘You nervous?’ she. Dennis had exploded and threw Jay out of the house and had not seen or spoken to him in the intervening years. Judy had been furious at him for his treatment of his son, saying that Melody was just as much to blame but that Melody was Daddie's little darling and could do nothing wrong. Even Melody had tried to talk him out of his rage by telling him that she had instigated the sex. He wouldn't believe her, knowing what no-good asshole his son was. Jay was gone from their lives.Now, eight years.