I told her to let the men feel her up and I told her how much it turned me on to see another man all over her. How much does it turn you on? she asked...me. I grabbed her hand and put it on my swollen cock. Well then, lets just see how much I can turn you on she said how far am I allowed go? You can go as far as you want I said knowing that it was up to Jen now. A big smile lit up her face as she again moved into the middle of the dance floor. Within minutes another man danced up to her. He was. "It was clear from the very first minute that I was in the house that Edith did not share Jerry's sentiments when it came to my staying there and she spent the first week I was there trying to bring me under her thumb like she had Jerry. Unfortunately for Edith I had grown up since our school days and I had learned (the hard way) not to always be Mr. Nice Guy. In fact, I had learned how effective being contrary could be. I ignored Edith. It was something that she wasn't used to and I could tell. She was young, barely 21 years old. She was a short 5'4" and curvy in all the right places. She has been blessed with a perky set of size "D" boobs. Her hair was blonde and was longer than her shoulders. She was always perfectly dressed and her nails always manicured. Her eyes were green like fresh grass in the spring time. She was beautiful and graceful. Her husband Fredrick was a wonderful man, though he was distant. Their marriage was decent, despite the adultery he had committed. She lived. She pushes me up against the wall. Her lips mash to mine. I feel the gaze of everyone in the class. It takes me a minute, but I finally begin to return her passionate kisses. Her tongue is in my mouth and we play. The teacher, Mrs. K, says something but I can't comprehend it. My hands begin to roam under her shirt and I push off from the wall and I push her onto the desk. She's sitting on the desk and we continue kissing. I take off her shirt and throw it away. Her yellow bra is visible to.