As Mr Alban approached the door it was opened by Mrs Johns. The headmasters wife. She was quite tall, about 5’10” at a guess with long brown hair ...nd slim body except for her boobs which seemed way too big for her chest. But she seemed nice, smiling broadly at me.“You must be Michael.” She said holding out her hand to me.I placed my hand in hers and she led me into the living room where Mr Johns sat comfortably in an armchair. Dressed in what looked like a full length dressing gown made of. The blonde did not miss a beat, slurping up my dick, pressing the top of my cockhead against the back of her throat on the first pass followed by a delicious pressure of tongue along the underside of my cock as she slowly backed my cock out of her mouth. This girl knew what she was doing! Such skill only comes with careful, knowledgeable teaching. I knew I was looking at the smiling face of her teacher. I took her round face in my hands and delicately kissed the older woman while her partner. Megan didn't so much as bat an eye. "Fine with me. I sleep in just my bra and underwear." I didn't bother with being ‘polite’ after hearing that. I simply removed my shirt and jeans and plopped on my bed. I half expected Megan to change in the bathroom, but no. She took off her clothes right in front of my eyes. Watching her reveal her flat toned belly from underneath that pink tank top still gets me hard just thinking about it. "You're one lucky guy. Girl nonchalantly undressing in front of. It was Anna. It was Anna that had greeted us and checked us in when we had arrived at the hotel. It was Anna that I had laughed and joked with almost every time we had passed the reception desk. It was Anna that had seemed so very sincere when she said she would do anything to make our stay a happy one. It was Anna that passed me the envelope this morning. I had judged myself to be only a few years older than her, but now, seeing her naked body at such close quarters, her absolutely perfect.