As a boy, Miss Paynehad only felt them once. Even that time, though her younger self had onlyhad A-cup breasts and a coltish, immature frame, the arou...al wasoverpowering. That one punishment, lasting only a day, had been enough toteach the young boy she'd been that misbehavior had its consequences atMiss DeVille's School for Wayward Boys. She was thankful that thetransformation she had undergone when she'd decided to stay on as ateacher left her with much more self-control, even if her sex. His hands moved gracefully yet hurriedly as his mouth attacked my neck. The pain of his bite on the skin covering my clavicle excited me into pushing out all thoughts of stopping so by the time our pants and his shirt lay on the floor, I could not fathom discontinuing this event without the release I was longing for. He got up and grabbed a condom out of his pants pocket, opened it, and slipped it onto his erection. My legs opened automatically at his return. One of his hands gripped his cock. " His breathing got heavier and his movements more provocative. Frank was working himself up into a frenzy. "If you've never touched another cock before, you've probably never tasted one either." My face went flush. I didn't like where this was going. "Go ahead. No one will know." No... no... I'm not ready for anything like that. This is fine." I sheepishly responded as I stared at my hand massaging his manhood.His hips were bouncing under my fist now. "See that cock? Look at it. Aren't you. A second, equally short call, that weekend, had us agreeing Wednesday evening, early, French cuisine and me driving. I must admit to feeling very little anticipation; rather it was a commitment to friends, something to be got out of the way with little fuss.I arrived at her house to pick her up, as planned, early in the evening. I was nicely surprised at her appearance; Pete had been right, she was pretty, very pretty. She was tall for a woman at about 5'10", slim without being skinny, with.