" He crinkled his nose, gave my cockhead another quick kiss then turned back around and continued unpacking the supplies."Your a Tease." I told him an... started lininging the canned goods along the wall."Fuck right, I am!" he exclaimed "and don't forget it, Ya Perv." It took almost a week for Clark and I to put the finishing touches on our hideaway. We built a pantry cabinet for our drinks and canned goods, put a metal latch and padlock on the door, brought my dad's old Coleman camping stove,. She was one of Jack’s favourite colleagues and he felt he needed to help her if possible. ‘Hi Stella, bad weekend?’ Jack asked. ‘Oh, Jack it’s not the weekend it’s Mr Green, he is in a foul mood and shouted at me because the mail was not in when he came in this morning.’ ‘So when did it come in?’ he queried eyeing a pile of mail on the desk. ‘The postman just got here and I just finished sorting it out.’ ‘Geez, he’s just incredible, going to get a heart attack one of these days if he doesn’t. "You're not just using me. And if you were, it's not like I'm complaining. You've taught me so much and the sex is wonderful!"She blushed and smiled. "It IS, isn't it?" Then she shook her head to clear it and frowned at me. "But you have to know Ben: If Stuart and I get serious then we can't sleep together anymore. It wouldn't be fair to him." Her words said "if", but her tone said "when".I'd known this would happen eventually. I'd felt it in my gut when I left her to go to camp. But expecting. We went to bed and both drifted off to sleep then early hours of the morning l was woken by Lyn wanking and sucking my cock, l couldn’t think of a better way to be woken and didn’t ask why she decided to suck me until l had given her something to swallow, Lyn’s answer was she couldn’t sleep. I woke first and just lay staring at the sexiest art teacher anyone could know, but not only that l was fucking her, her eyes lids flickered and opened we kissed, l put Lyn onto her back and got between her.