She looked at him and asked why he wore woman’s panties, Ed blushed and said I had hoped you didn’t see that, I like the feel of them on my skin, ...nd wear them at home all the time he said, she just smiled, and reached under the towel and took hold of my cock saying I don’t know what you are doing but I have not seen him this hard in a long time, she was stroking my cock, Ed pulled the towel off exposing my hard on, he smiled and said nice cock, my wife looked at Ed and asked if he was gay, no. Well... During class, some kids like to send me some rude comments, for their amusement.Ok, back to the story. It was a regular wednesday, I hated wednesdays, cuz the last class of the day was math... Ya have no idea how I hate math, specially with a teacher that just likes to talk really loud and yell at whoever says "I didn't understand this exercise" or anything of that sort.Anyways, the only thing I liked about math class, is that it's the only class where I get to see Dylan Matthews,. Well fucking hard, that, lad. Feel it. Go on, feel it. See how hard it is.”I reached out and I touched it with my fingertips. “Oh for fuck’s sake, lad, have a proper feel. Not gay, are you?”He put his hand on mine, and squeezed my hand round his cock. I was holding my girlfriend’s Dad’s cock. He took his hand off mine. I kept my hand there, my fingers wrapped around Mr McGann’s hard cock. It was hot and hard in my hand and this was so wrong but I felt dead fucking sexy.Mr McGann, he looked down. I picked it up to discover that it was her drivers license, although I was curious as too why she gave this to me in the first place as I scanned over it. Her name was Melissa Benson, age twenty-eight, six foot, with brown eyes.“See! Now you know me.”“Ok…Melissa, I guess I know a little more about you now.”“C’mon just for one night. I’ll even show you my boobs,” she grabbed them for emphasis.I gave her back her driver’s license and sighed, trying not to look at her as she curiously fondled her.