When I went to their house, she told me that she only asked me to teach her because my teaching was helping her with good grades and told me if someth...ng like that ever happened again she would tell my mother about this whole scene. So I was afraid and didn’t approach Rupinder in any sexy manner and maintaining distance from her.Days went on and on like this and nothing happened between us. But something really unimaginable happened one day. One day it was raining really heavily and her mom was. And she enjoyed it immensely to reply with a stinging put-down. However, that guy had never given her the pleasure. He never even seemed to notice her. Even today, when she was wearing her short denim skirt and sheer white blouse that you cold almost make out her nipples through, he always looked right past her whenever they passed in the corridor. She had begun to think he was gay or something, but she had seen him plenty of times in the company cafeteria having lunch with different women--. This was the first she’d ever heard of this. Wow. Terry Swan was all muscle, from head to toe. Swimming every day, the ex-Hockey player turned sportscaster had salt & pepper hair and he was a sharp dresser. Even casual, his clothes reflected good taste and he had a rugged look that Cherie had to admit, she found very appealing. Kristina Swan, once Kristina Jarvis, was 10 years her husband’s junior. A former model, she was as beautiful as her husband was handsome. A natural blonde with a tanned. His breathing is faster but as he’s about to cum she pulls off of him, the pre-cum glistening on the head and around her mouth. She smiles, and leans up to slowly lift the blindfold off his eyes. He gapes at what he sees as she so slowly licks her lips clean of the pre-cum. She stands and turns in a circle, allowing him to view her naked body, the black Mary Janes, and the purple elbow length gloves she wears with the red/orange wig. He can see the wetness on her thighs from how aroused she is..