I had shared just about everything with her, accept for what I had going on with Brian, her husband.No we weren't sleeping together, but he had always...been very flirty with me. Once when I was only 16, I caught him looking at me in a way no 'man' had ever done before. I he gazed across my lower body, clearly staring at my ass, and as I turned, my crotch. My shorts were too tight and too short for my new curves, and I had been trying to get attention at school for it to no avail. I still think. He found himself particularly fascinated with her breasts, which were not as large as he’d imagined, but filled the shape of his hands just perfect. As for her, Sarah couldn’t keep her mouth off him, and even seemed a little amazed about something as her soapy hands wandered over his muscled arms and chest. He finally commented on her rapt attention to his pectorals, and she blushed and leaned into him shyly beneath the spray, then admitted, ‘I-I haven’t really noticed what good shape you’re in. She sat back on her haunches and smiled at him. Her breasts were covered by a white bra. Although she was not overly well endowed, her tits seemed to be a respectable B-cup. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra and her nipples came into view. Oscar loved tits! It had a great deal to do with the fact that he didn’t get to see a lot of them. In fact, with the nurse this morning and now this girl he didn’t know, he had seen more tits today than he had since his last trip to a strip club.. “Yes. Fuck!,” Coral whispered to the writhing figure. “I am going to fuck you so much. I WANT to fuck you so much!”Anabelle writhed as the finger plunged in and out lifting her to a plane she hadn’t reached for a long while. The pleasure of an orgasm stimulated by a lover rather than by yourself. The thrill of being used. The excitement of the illicitness. She was the teacher for God’s sake and it was her pupil who was lifting her to a plane of pleasure she’d not reached for many.