More than once when Henry’s dick was in my I was mentally wondering if it was true what the other older teachers said about Al’s cock, long and th...n, and was being fucked not by Henry but by fantasy. I always came twice those times and Henry was certain he was a great lover.One Wednesday a little later I had stopped in Al’s room and found him with tears on his cheeks, sitting at his desk and without question, consoled him. He’d told me that his wife was distant and had not been intimate with. There were a lot of cute guys. I probably wouldn’t have noticed but the girls had to point out every single one that looked my way the slightest bit. “I want to dance.” Tracey said after a little while. “I really don’t want to right now, but you guys can.” I replied looking around the room. I had been asked by a few guys since we got there but none of them seemed like my type so I had told them all no. “But that’s not fun. Girl you need to get over that boy and find yourself a man. You could. The Dominant man said he was just about done with my Husbands sissification with a chuckle. No Cocks were poking through the holes, it was real late, after 5 am.We had be at it for over two hours! Aaron told me to meet him in the parking lot and bring my sissy Husband to cumm watch him use me with a wink. I begged him to wait and not leave , it should only be a few minutes. He felt me up and kissed me and told me to hurry if I wanted more BBC. I went in the booth to watch and help if need. I didn't know what to do. I was flooded with shame, embarrassment and guilt for having such a weird fetish. I was pissed that she just barged in. I was horrified that this would become a family incident and I would be labeled a pervert. I didn't know which emotion to hold and which to let go of.After a few minutes of mindless folding, cascading emotions and a deflated cock, I finally felt a little relief. I had never told anyone about my thrills from lingerie and had grown tired of the burden.