When i get out of the shower and go back to my room i notice my cloths have been moved, so i put my shorts on and go out and sit down with Beth and we...start watching TV,after while she ask me if i have any girlfriends and say no not for a while now. why ? well i just havent found the right one,And then she says i noticed you watching me today, and when put your clothes away i seen you have some big panties and diapers with you,why do you have them with you. Well i have a fetish for older women. I scratch from your back to your hips, dipping my fingers into the waist band of your trousers teasingly. Moving from the front to the back never removing my fingers. I lower my head to your stomach, nibbling my way to your belly button, dipping my tongue in, savouring the noise you make. Slowly moving lower, my hands trailing up and down your calfs under your trousers occasionally scratching. Your hands are playing with your nipples, I look up and your looking at me your eyes screaming need.. It sounded interesting, but I guess I forgot. Hey! It was a while ago.Anyway, he left after a while and I went back to my friend and we went back to our nonsense. It was fun nonsense. We did play truth or dare, but keep your pants on boys, nothing raunchy happened. We just told each other what boys we might like and stuff like that.Anyway, so I got up the next morning and my friend and her mother took me home and I slept all morning. I woke up and had a thought. My friend and her mom were going. ” For so long she had hidden her lust for certain male students out of professional propriety. But now that retirement was imminent, she took a few risks. Wendy felt a bit wicked turning the 18 year old on. He was close to her sons age afterall. She grabbed her purse and phone then headed to the faculty restroom. Once inside the stall, she lined the toilet, pulled down her panties and noticed a wet spot in the crotch. She grabbed her phone and snapped a pic of the wet spot spontaneously. Wendy.