"What's gotten into you, Mr. Sammy?" She asked as I ran through past her. I looked back and smiled. "It's not what's gotten into me," I said, thinking...about what I was going to get into.Cindy was wearing shorts and a halter-top, not dressed for tennis at all. My cock was bulging in my shorts when I ran up to her, looked around the park to see if anyone was looking before I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips."You naughty boy. You're really up for this, aren't you?" She asked,. He did and her bikini opened like a baby’s diaper. He now had her pussy free and open to whatever he wanted to do to it.K turned on the bubbles in the hot tub and it covered up any view from a second story window if anyone was watching them. It was almost dark anyway and she felt sure no one was looking, but better safe than sorry or black mailed.She lay back with her head on the side of the tub, spread her thigh wider for her lover to play with her pussy and said: “Well C wanted me to undress. He quietly walked to the door and cracked it open, ensuring Lily truely was locked away in the bathroom. 'I can't do this' his mind screamed at him, as he moved towards the bathroom door silently. He could smell her sweet aroma that came wafting under the door, and hear her moving inside. Mark knew from when he'd previously locked himself out of the bathroom, how to produce a small crack in the doorway. The crack was wide enough to get a spanner through, and also enough to peep. He knew that. I was pleased to see that although I’d come to know Mandy pretty well by then, while in school she never gave any indication that our relationship was any different to that of mine and my other pupils. Equally pleasing, was that I also never heard a single complaint about her behaviour from any of her other teachers; even better, more than one commented about how well she was doing now.Mandy was in Year 10, which was her first of two at GCSE level, during which she had course work assessments.