I'm not gonna takethat kind of crap from you. And I'm not about to beblackmailed." No, Dad," that's not what I had in mind. But there issomething you ...RE gonna take from me," I grinned whileunzipping my pants, and taking out my now rock-hard dick."You're gonna do what I say, or I'm gonna tell hereverything."Dad paled at my threat. I had him by the balls, so to speak,and although he wasn't ready to admit it quite yet, he knewit."Now drop your pants, bend over and grab you're ankles,turkey. Now. I want to know the answer to a simple question: "What do you want from me, precisely?". "Well, I need someone to show a little love for me, and respect...and to obey my orders...after so many years, I need to take control!" In fact, you need a man who wants to be treated like an object...I'm free, without obligations and...yeah, I agree." . Our plan is simple: we will make sex, she will lead the game, and we will not become emotionally involved .PART ONE We are in a hotel room. Michelle. Monday morning I walked into Advanced Composition II and saw Ms. Jones wearing a nasty smile waiting for us. After everyone was seated, she looked at us."Well, I hope everyone had a nice vacation ... because it's over now."Ulp. Did we have another Grossfeldt on our hands?"Mr. Randahl, can two people look at a portrait and see the same thing?" Umm ... well ... As far as the image goes, sure, but what they'll think they see, probably not." Why?" Was Ms. Jones really Grossfeldt in drag? It almost. She was bending again and again to show her cleavage and made my dick hard. I was still controlling myself. Then after an hour she left as it was 8 pm and asked me not to tell sanjay that she came.I went to bathroom and masturbated thinking about that babe. My god she had awesome figure 34 28 36 and 5’ 5 tall. I could not forget her boobs and ass by then I was mad about her figure, she called at night and started flirting. She told me that today when she came she wanted to smooch me as she is.