I heard them kissing and knew that he was trying to get her relaxed, playing the boyfriend whose fantasy she was making come true. I heard him whisper...to her to take off her dress and get on the desk with me. The next moment she was there besides me as he leaned in and kissed me on the mouth, his tongue pushing deep inside me. As he pulled back her head replaced his and I felt her soft lips against mine. She took my face in her hands and kissed me slowly, licking my tongue and pushing her upper. If you don't mind, I'd rather not talk about it."I felt terrible that I made her sad. "I'm sorry Mrs. Webster. I didn't mean to poke my nose in where it don't belong."She put her hand on my arm and said, "Don't be sorry. It's nothing to do with you. Randall and I are just going through some rough times. All married couples do, I guess but I'm sure we'll work through it. It's sweet of you to be concerned."When we got back to the farm, I showed her how to apply the balm to the cow's udder. It was. For the next hour we talked of family, friends, and I shared my future plans. The content of the conversation was important and yet, the feeling of relaxation and simply talking to each other was what I remember most fondly. Lamp light outside let us know it was getting late. Because I had kept Louise longer than she normally would stay after her final class of the day, I offered to walk her home. The early fall air was a bit brisk, so we walked a bit faster than I had hoped. I wanted as much. I slowly undid the padlock on his cage and opened it. As I slipped his balls from the ring at the back of the cage, his cock started to stand proud. In seconds he had a raging hard-on. Once more I took the candle and once more I stood astride him--this time above his waist, above his throbbing cock. I lowered myself and dripped wax on his belly; as I got to my knees, I could feel the tip of his cock brush my thighs. One hand on his cock, I guided him to my lips; with the other hand, I spilled.