I assured her it was no bigdeal. She waited for my answer to her question. I kept one eye on her andanother on Tim, who lingered just a moment or two ...y his desk. I told Pamthat I would have to get back to her. I said that I wasn't sure if I wouldhave to stay longer at swim practice that week. Her smile disappeared atthat, but she told me it was okay, and that the particular day of the datedidn't matter. She told me to call her when I knew for sure. Pam wrote herphone number on a scrap of. He has blonde curly hair and is a handsome bugger. He lifts weights at the Y and jogs regularly.One day we are chatting over the back fence and he says "come on over, we can yack while I get some puttering done in the garage." He has a double car garage. It is empty at the moment as his car is on the street and his wife has her car at work. It is a cool windy day and he has the double door closed."So how was your winter?" he asks."Well, it was alright until I had my annual physical last. Belmont,” I purred, “I’m just so eager for today’s lesson.”He cleared his throat. “You are?” He gave me a suspicious look then his eyes flicked to the door. I’d closed it. “You never seemed like you enjoyed the subject.”“Well,” I said, rocking my hips back and forth to swirl my skirt and put a bounce to my tits, “I was hoping you could give me a few pointers. You being a biology teacher.”“What?” he asked. A bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. I could see that swelling in his khaki. "What's a clit?"The expression on her face ranged somewhere between laughter and tears of frustration. She put the DVD player on Pause. The picture that froze on the screen was that of the woman with her mouth open, her tongue coated with creamy sperm."Take off your shorts and panties, Kimmy," she commanded me."WHAT?" You heard me, dammit, just do it. I'm not some fucking lesbian. I'm not going to rape you, I'm just trying to show you," she defended herself.I stood slowly. Getting undressed in.