To me, she started opening up about her domestic issues – husband not caring, in-law trouble etc. The proverbial shoulder to cry on was mine. That m...ch was fine. But the nature of our relation seemed to change gradually. Professor – student lines were getting blurred. Her smile, her eyes, the tone of her voice: all so innocent, yet captivating. I also began to realize that these attributes seemed to be reserved for me. There was a subtle, yet definite, come-hither feel in her looks and voice.. It wasn’t just the cottage and it’s surroundings we were looking forward to though, the first time we were there we’d had a great, if rather uncomfortable afternoon of sexy fun with John, the guy who looked after the cottage for its owner. When we got there this year though we found that John was no longer there, he and his wife had sold his own place and moved back to Britain. The new caretaker, was Paul, the guy John had sold his house to and we soon got settled in for two weeks of working on. She felt his hands brush across her pussy lips. Next she felt his tongue flick across her clit. She just about exploded right then. His tongue found its way between her lips and to her clit as he very lightly brush over the top and his hands parted her lips. His drew the budding clit between his lips slowly sucking like a baby on his mother’s nipple. Then she felt a finger enter her. Her mind swooned. When he slipped in another finger and began to seek out her G-spot. He was the only man she. She laughed and said she would have to tell on herself and she wasn’t about to do that. Sue’s cell phone rang and she got out to answer. As she got out, I was treated to a view of her nicely shaped ass with the seam of her bikini buried up her ass crack. I actually tugged on my erection watching her get out. Her call was from Randy. After she disconnected Sue told me Randy was being asked to work for another week at the plant he was inspecting. I had heard her tell him that it would be fine.