The red of her nipples traced out invisible little figure eights in the air."Do you like this?" she asked.The man sat, impassive. She continued her st...iptease.Holding the tails of the blouse in front of her body, she suddenly turned and looked back over her shoulder at the man. Her pink tongue slipped from between her lips and made a slow circuit around. There was no question what was on her mind. Sex. And lots of it. She was inviting the man to respond.There was no word from the chair.She. He always had his dark brown hair ruffled up a bit, unbuttoned shirt and jeans. He looked over at me, worried eyes. "Oh god, sorry Mackenzie, didn't see you there." He curved his lip at me and I smiled back. "I- It's fine." I replied and he nodded, waving and left, walking up the flight of stairs into his classroom. Kyla grinned at me, mouthing hotty! and then continued to eat her cupcake. Lunch seemed to go my fairly quickly and soon enough, I was sitting in Mr. Thompsons class, in the back. "Let's get you set up," Jeff told me. There were a few holes in the wood, with sliding pieces around them. There were also two padded benches that Jeff had me kneel on, one knee on each bench."You will be stuck through here for a long time," he explained. "I wouldn't want you to strain your back!" He then had me slip my head through the large padded hole, and he put my hands through two smaller holes. He then adjusted the wood around the three holes."How does it feel?" I heard him ask.I wiggled. I pushed myself in slowly, meeting no resistance at all. She was wetter than I could recall her being in the past several years. Her hips were rolling already – another sure sign that she was extremely turned on. I began to fuck her in long steady strokes and she moaned every time I reached full depth. I could feel her squeeze my shaft. I could smell the heady aroma of her arousal."I love you," I whispered into her ear. It was true. I may have been having an affair with Linda, but I still was.