She closed her eyes……and felt a wetness build up between her legs as she fantasised about the “queue guy” in the story she had been reading. ...he pushed a hand down under the blanket and felt her panties. ‘Hmmmm’ she moaned softly as she let her fingers play with her clitoris through the thin panty material and fantasised about what his cock looked like. She moved her other hand under her dress to one of her breasts and started to play with her nipple. Very soon a mild orgasm came. She. This fact was not lost on the headmaster who had just inherited the small private school from his grandfather as the adult heir because he had a passion for education and teaching. The will made him the new headmaster with Ms. Garrison as his principal and there would be a serious review of the attractive lady educator’s methods and practices. Ironically he had been a teacher at the school when the current principal was an assistant principal. Ms. Garrison sat up and straightened her. I heard my wife giggle then the interior light came on in the truck as they got in. They closed the door and it was again dark enough for me to stand up. I leaned back on the building so I was totaly in the shadow. My eyes got adjusted to the darkness and I could see them kissing in the back seat. The man was leaning back and my wife was kissing him. She looked up and saw me , she smiled and I could see her saying something. Then her head went down. I knew she was blowing gim but I couldn't. ‘Oh. Joy.’ The absence of any humor reflected what she thought of as she glanced around. Urban wear just was not her thing. Ashley picked up early on the malcontent and had other plans. ‘Don’t worry, I’m taking you to a suburban mall. Be just like home.’ Then after a pause, ‘Maybe a bit more upscale.’ Perimeter Mall wasn’t quite suburban, but definitely out of the claustrophobic center of the city. And, outside of parking in the ‘back 40’ due to the start of holiday shopping, it seemed to be.