When he got home Carol wanted to know all about his day. He gaveher a summary but left the parts about his personal feelings out.Carol said she was hu...gry and asked him if he wanted to go out. Heasked if he could wear his pants and shirt. Carol told him helooked all right the way he was, that he just had to refresh hismake-up. He went and redid his make-up. When he returned Carol toldhim that he would have the night off as a reward for all he haddone the previous night and to give him a chance. I imagined how our friend would be all eyes on her tits which were soft mounds of flesh with small pink nipples in the center. I waited as my wife then looked down at her body for a second or two and tugged at the sides of her panties slowly stepping from them. My cock was about to explode watching her swollen pussy a few feet in front of me. " You do it just like that for Jeff and he is going to cream his jeans" I told her. Sharon gasped again and crawled on the bed spreading her legs for me. " My, aren't you polite. Come along."She proceeded down the passage. I followed."Ma'am." Yes?" Are you a sage?" A what?"She stopped and laughed again, another snorting sound. I didn't know why she was laughing at me."A sage, ma'am, if it pleases you?" Ha! Well, I guess I am at that. I teach English – if that pleases you, my dear."I nodded. She had the biggest smile, but she didn't seem mean, fiendish, or grotesque. She just seemed pleased. She stepped forward again."Anyhow, I'm Ms. Christensen,. ”Anna was momentarily shaken, “You touched my—” Normally, she would have said ‘dirty bits’, but somehow she balked.His head shaking sadly, he sighed, “I have never, nor will I ever, touch you. But I do have the ability to reach into your head to plant an idea or desire”“In my head?”He nodded, “The brain is where true sexuality lives, where all erogenous zones can be inflamed.”Anna was amazed that as well as having this moistening, this pulling sensation, she was close to talking about sex. “But.