As I laid the table out, I regularly got my kisses and gropes with Janani who was sitting outside. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven!After din...er, as we were doing the dishes, I kept moving over next to Anandhi, and kissing her cheek, as she smiled to herself. “I can’t believe Vinod would ever leave someone as gorgeous as you and go away, Anandhi!” I flattered her. “Hell, if you had been my wife (at this, I pinched her hip lightly), I wouldn’t even have left the bedroom with you!” Both. . “Oh yes Randy right there! Hold your fingers right there! Play with my clit, squeeze it, flick it, and twirl it around your fingers! Yes Randy! You’re gonna make me cum!”I twirled my fingers around in her to make sure I hit every area of her I could, and at the same time furiously worked her clit, which sent her over the edge. She clamped down on my fingers and gushed her juices all over my hand and arm.“Fuck!” I’m cumming! I’m cum ... ahhhhhhhhh!” was all I could hear as she screamed into. Next she removed her fashionable shoes and pushed them under the table with her toes. Then she rolled her stockings down her legs and tossed the bunched leggings on the table.With just her lacy panties and bra left Daphne pranced toward the chair where Fred waited, stopping just outside of the blond boy's reach and jiggling her hips and breasts suggestively."Don't tease me, Daph," Fred begged, reaching for the red head as she swayed just out of his reach."Well, if you're ready for the next. ” Anyway, I found myself waking from a dream a few nights later about having sex with one of my students but I couldn’t identify him. I hardly ever have sexy dreams. It was surreal and foggy but strangely compelling at the same time. I tried to imagine what it would be like for that gal that got arrested; how embarrassing. But did she on some level think it was worth it? Maybe a romp in the hay with a wiry nervous little stud would be good. I could imagine showing a virile teen a thing or two.