He asked me for water and I said ok. He filled a glass of water from the dispenser nearby. While passing it to me, the glass slipped from his hand and...fell on my clothes. He immediately apologized and showed me the bathroom to fix the mess. I looked at him angrily and moved inside the washroom. I tried to rub the wet fabric with my handkerchief so that it dries up soon.A minute later I heard and knock on the door. I opened the door bolt and peeped outside. The same male teacher was at the door.. ’ ”Good,’ you say, giving me a kiss. We lay in silence for a while holding each other. Then you say, ‘Dave?’ ‘I already know what you are going to ask, ‘yes love?’ ”Would you mind if I did it again sometime?’ ‘I chuckle, ‘of course not darling, as long as I can join in next time.’ ‘You wriggle next to me, ‘oooh, that would be nice. Do you think Tim will mind?’ ”If it means fucking you again, he won’t mind at all,’ I reply. ”Good. When he leaves tomorrow will you fuck me?’ You are getting sleepy. I lay there, confused. What the fuck? She came out of the bathroom dressed. She looked at me sheepishly. ‘Thank you. I needed that. I’m sorry I took advantage of your good nature, but I needed the sex, the physical contact, and to feel good again. I’ll just let myself out.’ She bolted for the door. I leapt out of bed, but couldn’t catch her before she was out the door. I was standing there naked, not wanting to go outside, but not wanting her to leave. She was all the way down the driveway and. I spun you around to face the mirrored wall of the elevator, and glanced up at the lights of the floors going by as we headed to the top floor . . . we only had seconds left before the doors would open again, and someone might get on . . . I grabbed the front of your jeans, and practically ripped off the button getting it undone, and only half unzipped you before I was yanking your pants and g-string down. I looked up to see your eyes in the wall mirror staring at me intensely, and I spit in.