“I’m just getting us a drink. Will only be a minute.” He smiled. “Make yourself at home!” I leaned back against the soft brown couch and adm...red the decor. The room was brown and beige with a hint of gold – simple but stunning. I slipped off my little black cardigan and my black kitten heels just as Scott came back through the door. “Stripping already?” He laughed. My cheeks went red with embarrassment, “Just making myself at home!” I giggled. He laughed and put two glasses of what looked like. We had a very dirty sex life. But he didn't know quite how dirty I could be. I always held out, just to tease him. He knew I was a slut ... but he didn't know that I was a completely filthy dirty cheap loose fuck ANYTHING sleazy kind of slut. He had made me suck off other guys and double teamed me a few times. But I knew he wanted more and I had made a deal with him - if he wants more, I'll let it out for our wedding and would not hold back at all."Really? Not hold back at all?" he had said. After we left the party I told Andrea what he had said. I looked at her setting next to me with her legs crossed and showing a mile of nylon covered thigh. She seemed turned on hearing this, so I started fishing. I told her that I had better start watching her closer because most of those husband's there wanted to have sex with her. She blew it off with a laugh. That night as we got ready for bed I looked at her in a white lace teddy, it accented her tan very well. Her hard nipples shown. "I think, sir, that we should... examine the issue more closely before we make any... substantial... decisions. Sir." "I don't think you understand the gravity of this situation. I am within my rights to throw you out of this class and I'm seriously considering doing so." I don't know whether he's teasing or not. Still, the tone of his voice is making my skin tingle. "Well then, sir, I'd best persuade you otherwise." As I say this, I lean over his desk and give him an eyeful of my breasts,.