"Mmm that's nice," she said when we broke apart. She unbuttoned her jacket to reveal her naked tits beneath."Wow," I said."I'm afraid there're not ver... big," she giggled, "but I just love having them manhandled."Small or not, they were very nice, like small hillocks with small nipples on top, lovely and firm; sensitive too if her moaning was anything to go by. We kissed again, she gave my hands free reign over her whole body, when I moved my hand off her tits and down to her thighs she opened. The football team was in the playoffs playing their game at the rival school. The great majority of kids and staff were hurrying after class to get to the game. I didn’t care about the game, so I was in my classroom finishing up my papers. I was thankful for the quiet once the halls cleared.My classroom door opened startled me, “Mrs. Thompson, I didn’t expect you to be here. Sorry if I startled you, I saw your light on.”“Hi Todd, I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be in the building. I figured. They like thefeedback you know. Enough! I'm continuing...I banged on the door again... rat-a-tat-tat, rat-tat. I was gettingquite musically minded with beating out that rhythm; I had visions ofdrumming behind Mark Knopfler in a swirl of pink and mauve mist. Markcame over to me and took the drum sticks from my hands. He held me inhis arms...he pulled me close... Ouch! My bodyshaper pulled a crotchhair and the moment was broken. Dream on Girl! Oh, goodness if only Icould have my time round. ’ I tried to slip a finger between her lips, but she held me back. I could tell that her healthy-sized clit was getting hard though. ‘Not yet naughty boy. First let’s get you out of this. I never have been able to figure out how women are so damned skillful and getting dressed and undressed. After all these years, I still fumbled with her bra hooks. In about 10 seconds, she had my shirt up over my head and on the floor, and my pants down around my ankles. ‘Underwear? What the hell has gotten.