“It’s - not -”Ms. Choi turned back to them. “Don’t say ‘it’s not what it looks like’, you - slut!” She shook the boxers again. “He...��s a student! And - underage! Oh god what are you thinking!”“He’s my husband!”The words broke through anything anyone could say or do. Ryan’s eyes closed a moment. Opened. He had to -His eyes fell on Ms. Choi. Her lovely almond shaped eyes. Her black hair. The white v-neck shirt that barely showed her pink lace bra underneath. She wore white shorts, her lean legs. I taken my hand to her waste n started rubbing her waste. In few minutes my cock is rock head n tent in my paint she notice n kept her hand on my cock n started rubbing my cock from over my paint and underwear. It’s was a very good feeling this is the 1st time a girl touching my cock.Now my hands is in her suit from neck I inserted my hand and by surprised she not wearing bra. I asked my she said for you, that’s good I said. And we started kissing each other. This time she only started kissing.. I told them that I didn't think I had done anything special. I just did what anyone would have done. I thought that was the end of it until three days later when the General's Aide came to get me from our barracks to go see him. After that, everything changed. I didn't know I was going to get a medal until graduation day. I was a little embarrassed to be standing up there in front of all the other candidates, but I have to admit that it felt pretty good when all the guys in my unit started. While she enjoyed sex with her husband, she was usually pretty prudish when it came to foreplay; and she had never been the one to initiate intimacy before. When dinner was ready they sat down at the table. Lydia sipped her wine and ate slowly, enjoying the way Mark kept slanting sidelong glances at her as he shoveled his food into his mouth, barely tasting it. She leaned forward, trying to reach the pepper grinder in the middle of the table, aware she could have asked Mark to pass it to her,.