.."Who's your boyfriend?"..."Where's your tits?"..."Where's her dick, you mean!"They were all talking and the teacher wasn't even trying to keep her c...ass quiet. Trying to introduce myself or whatever was pretty pointless and that was the point, Ms. Patterson just wanted to display me in front of the class and it felt like punishment. I stood there for two or three minutes, listening to the stupid things they were saying, before she finally told me to take my seat again so we could get started. I remember that at least 3 or 4 times that week, I jerked off with her mom's panties, just counting down the days until Thursday when I could taste her again. My wife had lunch with her mom that Wednesday, and I wanted so badly to know what they talked about. I would find out the next day. When I arrived at my mother in law's Thursday night, she greeted me at the door with a very peculiar smile on her face. She hurried me to her room, and walked me over to my chair. This time she took her robe. Dressed in t-shirt and shorts again all Keith wanted to do was to bury his head quietly in this tea cup in front of him and nibble away at the large piece of cake Gemma had put in front of him. He wasn’t really in any sort of a mood for chit chat - well not just yet anyway - not even the sort of chit chat that was overtly sexual and could be heard going on all around the mess hall of the Narrows Nudist Camp.Keith could hear quite clearly people talking about cock and breast sizes and what a. I think you have a lot of that. And I don't want that in my office," Evan smiled the whole time while he was lecturing me on why I was careless. I could have just stormed out of the room. But I didn't. I got this job after two years of unemployment. If not for this, I would be on the streets. I needed to convince Evan that I would not repeat the mistake. Maybe he's just angry, that's all. But that smile, it was weird."Sir, I beg you, I will never repeat this again. I don't know how it happened..