The veins on my cock shaft are distended and pulsing.Marie casts her cello aside and kneels before me. Her lips wrap around my cock head, sending wave... of pleasure through every synaptic pathway in my body.I expect her to pull me into the warm valley of her mouth. But again, Marie surprises me. Her mouth embraces only the tip, her tongue probing the entrance of my urethra. But Marie's hot fingers enfold my cock and balls simultaneously. I feel a beautiful, agonizing pain as she grinds my balls. I had a quick shower, enjoying the sensation of my soapy hands on my large boobs and imagining what I hoped would be the night to come. As I dried myself there was a text. It was my boss, asking if I was in.Fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang. I walked to the door and opened it, wearing nothing but my waist length, black see through negligee. There was standing my boss. I let him come in, saying my husband was not at home and so we had about three hours to make our own business. I walked. I, err, am not, have to join?"With comforting smile and slight shake of his head, Charles Xavier, "no, a student here does not have to join the X-men upon graduation. Indeed, just the opposite is true; we encourage our students to NOT want to join the X-men. But I will be honest with you, with the younger ones, especially the younger, MALE, students; they do want to join the X-men. Because it took a long time to really get this school up and running at its full capacity, we have only had three. She's got her limits and Irespect that. My son doesn't know anything about it. When he's oldenough, perhaps. We'll see." Fair enough."The waitress returned with Jo's drink and cookie and for a short timewe just looked at each other. She was still beautiful, make-upperfect. A real nice day look. Long hair just a touch dis-shevelledand I wondered if it was a deliberate look. It certainly worked onher. I felt myself getting hard thinking about the past."I've got an idea," she giggled. "Why don't.