.Mrs Coppins was there. Standing at the side of the bed looking down at me. She was smiling! She took the pillow away and tossed it somewhere behind h...r then bent down and kissed me on the mouth. I had never been kissed before and the world was spinning. I could tell she was doing something while her lips were pressing against mine and when she straightened her skirt was gone and her blouse undone as she shrugged out of it. She stood there in her bra and panties with the suspenders poking out. "Alice, I have to ask..." What is it?" He hated the awkwardness between them."Am I allowed to kiss you, when you're... Alice?" Do you want to?" He smiled a shy, hopeful smile."Yes. May I?"He shrugged; nodded. She kissed him. It started out as a brief, tenderkiss but she had to prolong it when she tasted his lipstick. Her tongueinvaded his mouth."Don't you dare mess up my makeup!" he objected. "You saw how long ittook!" Okay," she said. "I'll let you keep it on for a while, but God: you'rehard. When I got to my underwear, I hesitated, looked over at her, “these too?”“Of course. How else can I wax your big dick and ass?”I pulled them off and my 6” cock stood straight out. She laughed and told me to “get rid of that.”“What do you mean?”“You know, play with it until it goes soft. I don’t want you cuming on me while I wax you.”“I can’t stand here and beat off.”“You boys are so silly.’ And with that she dropped down on her knees and put my cock in her mouth and began to suck as I had done. I had always chuckled at his nickname. That was a good joke on the guy, or so I thought. When he stepped from the shower and walked to his locker, the other guys sort of moved their towels around to be sure they own weapons were not on display. No one wanted to be the subject of a comparison with Sam.It became a weird ritual. After practice and games, Sam always strolled the locker room with his cock hanging majestically from between his legs. The rest of us were like smaller bulls and always.