They turned out to be cash cows. The guest house was my contribution when I received a major licensing agreement for one of my inventory programs.Our ...roblems started to surface this last school year when a new school principal arrived. He was an outsider and seemed to me to have way too high of an opinion of himself. Cindy just started to gush about him like his shit did not stink.When I talked to a couple of other teachers, they said he was smooth, but as an administrator he was average. He. I begin to whine. "I'm not ready for something like this. I want you and only you," I plead. "My love, you have to trust me" I hear you say. Someone grabs my hands and brings them together above my head and ties them with some kind of rope. I then feel small and soft hands, a females for sure, run up my thighs to my panties, slowly taking them off. I feel someone force my legs apart and feel the warm breath of someone over my exposed pussy, breathing in and breathing out. Then I feel fingers. With her work schedule and pressure, we only have weekends for sex and then usually in the shower; with two teens in the house who operates sonar systems instead of ears, it does become a problem. Not so much for me but, she doesn’t want the girls to know we’re actually having sex. Saturday morning found me horny. We enjoyed snuggling for a few minutes before getting up, my arm around her, cupping a nice full breast over her sleepshirt. She could probably feel my morning semi pressing between. She opened itand took a gulp."I don't see the issue. We've all seen you kiss Aaron and worse," hesaid."I should never have told you this," she said."The part of him sticking his tongue in your mouth," he said."Remembering how this asshole took advantage of me still makes me wantto puke," she said."Well you could have slapped him," he said."It was in the middle of the play," she said.At this point she was happy that she didn't tell him that Aaron wascaressing her ass at the same time or that he.