Jones.’ She had been in the office an awfully long time getting just one cup of coffee – Scott hoped she was all right. He would be lost if Samant...a was out sick the first week of school. ‘Ms. Jones, are you feeling alright?’ ‘Oh, yes sir. I was just a little distracted, that’s all.’ ‘Well, all right, but try to focus. It is the first day of school after all.’ ‘Yes sir.’ As Ms. Jones went back into the office suite, Scott trained his eyes back to the front entrance of the building. He had. “No, I will not forget last night. It was the first time I’ve seen a mans…” She blushed again, apparently not able to mention my penis. “…You know.” She said, nodding toward my crotch. “And I don’t want to forget it! Especially since it was you.” Ok.. Now I was really confused. “I don’t understand.. What are you saying?” I asked. She finally shook that stubborn look off her face and realized what she said, instantly replying “ Nothing! Forget I even said anything! Lets just forget this!. Come now, you know where this was going, my love. All these weeks, I have been very patient. Please, for me?”Okay, so Dean would say I was whipped, but that is not strictly true. Not yet anyway.I could do this. Keeping my mind on what I would need to sail the E2 down through the Panama Canal and up to San Diego, I stripped off my shirt and let my shorts drop. I sat back down on the bed with my back to Cam. She moved and embraced me from behind, her firm breasts and hard nipples hot against my. She stepped further back, to take in the scene. “That's right, Uncle Ted, you enjoy your wank, and I'll slowly get rid of this bra! she said, removing her blouse. She was toying with him. She watched him, his breathing coming in small gasps, his hand moving ever faster as he wanked. “So.” she mocked “This what you do when you think about me, is it?” She realised that her“You're a dirty old man, aren't you?” she taunted, enjoying the situation and the spectacle.“Aren't you?” she demanded. He.