Derek obliged, his flat pelvis slapping rhythmically against Martha's shuddering arsecheeks. She cried out in pain, then in pleasure. Waves of nerve-s...redded agony were replaced alternately by deep, intense pleasure as the punter quickened his pace and began to drop beads of sweat onto her back. For the watching Sylvia, it was an indescribable thrill to watch Derek's fat cock pumping in and out of Martha's slackening arse.With such a wonderful series of sights and sensations it was no surprise. Jamieson asked me to come to the front of the class. When I did, he asked me to turn around and face the students and asked if the rumour was true that I had gotten engaged. I told him it was and he asked who and I told him you!”I took her into my arms and hugged and kissed her. “Mr. Jamieson is the older teacher isn’t he?” I asked.Jordan nodded. “He told me that he might get into trouble over it, but he asked if he might be allowed to kiss my cheek. He’s such a nice, gentlemanly person that I. .. the gas did it." Now that's just silly, Gretchen," Mr. Warren insisted. "You're smarter than that. You're your own person, strong willed, maybe even a little headstrong. No one could make you do anything. You wanted to do it. All of it. Just look how happy you are up there.How proud of yourself. You remember how good it felt, don't you? Having everyone look at you? There eyes focused on you?" Um, well," Gretchen hemmed. "Yes, but..."A wave of well being flowed through her. Ithadfelt good.. She liked me, like me quite a lot, but that was as far as it went.I on the other hand, loved her, loved her with a passion that twenty years separation had hardly quelled. After a hellish year when I tried to come to terms with events, we split. For all my love, I just couldn't live with that knowledge and she could no longer put up with my moods.It was only in hindsight that I realised that I'd been a crap husband and rather poor father. I'd been selfish, unintentionally, but selfish none the.