" I found a hand reaching underneath my chin and gently turning it toward her. I looked at her with fear, and she smiled back."It's not so bad - at le...st not the train wreak you think it is, Stacy." Mrs. Bedford smiled again, and let go of my chin. "Well, if you girls will excuse me, I need to change." But I..." I started to protest then stopped. Her mother looked at me strangely."Is there a problem?" she asked."I...I need to change," I stated in a low voice, which didn't sound right. "You can. I heard a murmur as my tongue traced over the fold, finally dipping inside where I could taste her and touching her clit. She shifted slightly, putting her foot up again onto the stool and pulled my head tighter into her. She tasted of a sweet musk, so delicious and I hungrily lapped at her, my tongue circling her clit, then vibrating rapidly on it and making her fingers tighten in my hair. I bent slightly and thrust my tongue up into her, licking at her juices, stabbing in and out and she. If she wanted to exposeme, she could go right ahead and do it, but I was sure that I coulddeflect most of it and patch up the rest. I needed to get back controlof my life. When I met her after office hours, I told her what I decided. Theanger boiled, but then seemed to subside. She became apologetic. "Tom,I didn't mean it. You know that I would never hurt you. I am sorry.If you are willing to give me little pieces of your time, I am stillwilling to indulge in your games. Just don't cast me. We decided that we had rehearsed enough that day so we got dressed and went back to his place where we fucked each other for most of the night, it was a great time and only one of many male dancers I fucked during my career, maybe I am a slut but I don’t care. So you may think that being a dance teacher that my days of dance related sex were over, but you’d be quite wrong!I was about to teach a trio of young ballet dancers, 2 girls aged 16 and a 16 year old boy, I had taught them for many years.