.she being a southern girl...a Sunday School teacher...Mother of 3 and kinda shy....had always dismissed it...swore to me she was a "good girl" and ne...er had those thoughts...but over a few weeks...of subtle whispers....sending her pics of black cock in her email....sending a few selective IR vids here and there to open her eyes and her mind...Finally I felt it was time to exxxplore her inner "Whore" and her repressed hidden slut!I had brought that out in her... for me...and used her to levels. She took initiative and was never afraid to ask questions or to argue her point of view. She also had a wicked sense of humor. He smiled when he thought of the latest email she’d sent him. She would send him long goofy emails on a weekly basis. The first time he got one he almost pissed his pants he laughed so hard. They were a breath of fresh air from the stodgy formal legal crap he read all day long. She would talk about her hair, her makeup and her shoes. The girl loved shoes. Her emails. I helped a couple, well, several of the athletes pass math and other subjects so they could keep playing, and they made sure that I didn't get bullied or picked on. I did get the occasional comment, but I can just shrug them off. The kids that do that sort of thing, they have problems. The school people, all the teachers, Mister Jim, the principal, they have been on my side for months, even when word got around that I was married.This high school thing, though. I met Kaitlyn the day I went to. I broke my eye contact with those pair of incredibly sexy boobs and looked at her face. She was all smiles. Her lips were so sexy that I wanted to kiss them badly. In fact, every part of her body and gesture was turning me on! I didn’t know whether she noticed me looking at her boobs or not but she gave me a cheekish smile. She enquired us where we were going and said she was too traveling to Bangalore but with her husband, for vacation. She joked about how we got stuck with the job for going.