She could not afford to do poorly and suffer the admonitions of her husband about what a waste of time going back to school was. Maybe I can ask for ...xtra credit. She thought to herself. She was hoping once she explained her situation that perhaps the instructor would have a little sympathy for her and help her at least get a C. She continued to take some notes as class went on, but her mind was mainly focused on what she was going to say to him after class. She realized that he was. " Luke picked up the hem at the back of her skirt and liftedher skirt up, dragging her dress up past Lucy's waist. He letthe full, cotton skirt hang down over Lucy's head. From behind,he could see everything from the waist down, nothing above herwaist. Luke could almost forget that she was Lucy, his wife. All he saw was an ass and legs, pretty, but impersonal, like apicture in one of those magazines. Except, in the magazine, thewoman wouldn't wear panties. Luke saw that Lucy was. “I’ve seen more than a few high school marriages, you know. None of them look like yours. None of them seemed to end up with a participant wanting to jump into college. Matter of fact, I can’t think of one where the female wasn’t pregnant.”“Not pregnant,” I said. “Not gonna be. Too young. Gotta get college out of the way.” I didn’t feel I needed to explain about Bill’s vasectomy, that I had a step-daughter who was almost my age and an only child.I was, however, paying close attention to this. His tongue massages my clit and his fingers and hands are warm on my stomach. He moves his hands down to my thighs and presses them to open me further. His tongue travels as far as it can inside me. The shudders and moans I give him are pleasing him. His tongue is strong, his lips are warm and I have my first orgasm. It is a slow one, just a teaser of the power he has over me. Slowly he lets his tongue explore the whole region and finds his way to my stomach. I reach for my breasts and hold.