Mrs Clarke wasn’t seen all week, and the rumours and myths did the rounds. We all knew about the Confederacy collections, and everyone assumed she h...d been taken. On Thursday however, the teacher taking us for maths first thing told us Mrs Clarke would be back in on the following Monday. Naturally the rumours all changed, but still, amongst the boys at least, some of those rumours were well into the gutter.I had worn a different pair of knickers every night, plus during the day on Wednesday and. There she untied the white robe and stood before me completely naked, freshly showered and shaved. She told me that she was going to allow me to dress her; because she had invited a friend to come over tonight…I went to her dresser and pulled out a sexy black lacey corset. She cooed, I held it up and she stepped over to me.I helped her putting on and then I pulled every cord very tightly.I handed her a black lace top stockings and watched as she pulled them up her legs and hooked up all the. She slowly let her head drop against my bare chest, affording me a pleasant waft of damp hair mixed with perfume, her perfume. Black Opium a sweet fragrance that completed her dark and mysterious side. One I had never seen before. Glancing over her shoulder was a picture of delight. In the mirror was a woman, younger than me, wearing slightly clingy matching Miami cut set of almost see-through bra and knickers. Needless to say, I was really getting hard for her, and she knew it. Slowly she. She swallowed, and then quivered from another jolt of pleasure before begging, “H-help... H-h-help me – up.” Daniel stood, giving her a fine view of his rock hard cock pressing against his briefs, pushing the waistband away from his body. He took her hands and pulled, enabling Sandra to sit up, and then scoot back on the desk, scrunching papers between her butt and the wall. She grinned when she could see the wet spots on the calendar and the desk. After a few moments to catch her breath,.