She turned around and shook her bum against my crotch. I held her waistline and held her close while she d****d her hands behind her head and caressed...my face. I felt my erection kick up and tried pushing her away, embarrassed, but either she noticed and simply was unmindful of it as we continued dancing. She turned to face me, reached for my hand and slapped it on her ass; who was I to turn down such an offer. I caressed her bum while she wrapped her arms around my neck and grinned at me,. I kind of like ‘the girls.’ What do you think?”I smiled and asked, “Can I touch the girls?”Brenda smiled and walked closer to me. I was still sitting in my computer chair so she walked in between my knees and placed her hands on my shoulders. I reached up and touched them just as gently as I could. I didn’t want to hurt her and cause her to run away.Brenda said, “You can squeeze them, they won’t break. You can pinch my nipples too and I’ll let you know if you go too far. I play with them all. She shot Lucy Cardwell the occasional glance and smiled as the girl did not notice her looking at her, instead concentrating totally on writing, “I will always come equipped for PE lessons, or I will be severely punished.”Lucy wrote as quickly as she physically could. The way she thought about things was that if she got the lines done as quickly as possible, then hopefully the more time she would spend over the young History Mistress’ knees.“I wonder if she’s a feeler?” The eighteen-year-old. And maybe play with her breasts when no one was looking. She would initially push my hand away, but not with any real determination. When I persisted, she did not complain and moaned softly, so no one else would hear.Two nights later, we snuck out at night for another walk. We had become adept at dodging the kids and the adults never questioned us. Kathy and Keith did their own night-time excursions, so neither would ask if the other couple was incognito. I held her hand as we made our way down.