That was too close for comfort. Well that’s another day. I was working on getting today’s test graded in my room. “Mr. D.?” I heard a familiar...voice say. “Yes, Michelle. What can I do for you?” I said attempting to suppress the image of her white pantied crotch and tan creamy thighs. She closed my door, and came and sat in her desk. This made me slightly nervous. Not only was I alone with a female student in a closed room, but it was the same on I’d been up skirting earlier that day. “I guess. My mother, weeping at the kitchen sink, was holding a sheaf of medical papers in her hand. She stared at the papers as if they were a palpable enemy that she could rend, tear, or kill. Her tears were hard and angry – but soft, and almost helpless. Hindsight cleared up so much, and I now know the anguish she felt as the sterile, white forms pronounced her death sentence.For millennia I lingered in the valley of death. There were no shadows in that valley, only blackness, silence, and emptiness.. I got out and walked to the front of the car. He was sitting just looking at me. I lifted again my skirt; but this time I pulled down my cotton panties to my ankles. I saw him staring at my shaven mound. I was sure it was glistening in the dark shadowsI shoved a couple of my long fingers up my tight pussy.He got out of the car and walked over me. I saw him looking around, as if he was looking for a security camera. But I was sure there were no cameras there…He then grabbed my waist and kissed. On cue, I heard James' familiar snore come from the next room as if to confirm Adam's story. He was right though; both his wife and my husband were virtually dead to the world. We were as good as alone. With that realization, I lost any remaining modicum of self-control. I returned his wanting gaze with a firm, assured kiss. His rough hands found the hem of my skirt and traveled upwards.I wrapped my arms around his neck and slid my ass up onto the counter, parting my legs enough to invite his.