Cause I do not like to be disappointed, and I get real EVIL when I'm disappointed! We clear on that?" When can you start, Ma'am?" was all I said, and...jotted down a figure on a piece of paper. She examined it, said "That's fair!" and told me to bring in her stuff, and put her car in the garage. She chose my bedroom, and made me reposition the fifty-five inch TV in there.Soon after I was naked, on the bed, and her incredible cellulite-crammed ass was settling down on my face, with careful. I couldn't take my eyes off Wendy, she was just gorgeous.I finally found myself more ogling her then just staring, my eyes couldn't stop going over her body tell Kyle Pushed my towards the bleachers and told me to go talk to her. I felt a lump in my throat and couldn't breath for a few seconds tell Kyle pushed me again. I stepped up the bleachers then sat next to her and took a deep breath."hey Stan" is all i heard and my reply caught in my throat again, o my god she knew my name, then i got it. I knew that he came to tell me that his wife wanted me out of the place within the week. I knew that I didn't have the money to pay him three months worth of back rent. As he sat beside me and grasped my hand. Looking down at it, I sipped my wine. Before taking that hand and rubbing it up my inner thighs right up to my bare pussy. I didn't know if his gasp of air was because of bare cunt or the fact that she was wet as fuck. I laid back and felt him playing around in my wetness. As I got close. The door was half open to my professor’s office. I knew that these weren’t her normal office hours, but I took a chance that she would be their. I knocked lightly on the door and waited for a response.“Come in.” The voice was lilting and inviting. It reminded me of the daydreams that I had had in class and the images of her naked body that I had conjured in my mind. There were times when her breasts pushed just so against the material of her blouse and the cut of her slacks had been just tight.