One of the perks of being the goody-goody teacher’s pet was the sense of ease they felt in letting her be responsible for school property and such. ...aking off her glasses, Jane sighed and rubbed her eyes. Her expose on the treatment of the lunchroom workers was coming along nicely, but Jane always dreamed of writing more fiction than fact. And not the ‘examining social injustices or human conditions’ type of fiction, but the ‘melt your pants off, hot and heavy’ type of fiction. There was. He was in his early fifties, about six feet tall and a muscular and fit 190 pounds. He had salt and pepper hair and piercing blue eyes but what interested me most was what he was rubbing through his pants.My face was perfectly positioned at the level of his crotch so I was excited to have a front row seat as he reached down and unbuttoned his pants. Slowly he pulled the zipper down as my pulse increased. I always love this part, the actual reveal of the object of my lust. His growing package. After they'd cleaned Rachel's chest of all David's cum, he moved her to a sitting position, then guided her to the carpeted floor. He grabbed a couple of pillows from the couch and put one under her head. David was just moving to lie next to Rachel when his body froze and his eyes registered fear. Just then, Rachel heard heels clicking down the hall toward the storage closet they were ensconced in. Rachel couldn't breathe, panic rising in her throat. She looked at David's face, which lost its. She was readying for her confinement though he'd promised that her labor and the birthing wouldn't be as hard if she'd continued to exercise and walk as she had been through the weeks of her pregnancy.She'd been amazed by how quickly her belly had grown and how fast it had seemed when she'd felt their first movement. She'd been as thrilled with every stage and had asked many questions throughout. She'd been a bit worried when he said that he'd be there and help her with the birthing since.