It was actually closer to two hours that I busied myself with bills and email before Edgar knocked discreetly to tell me that Mrs. Travis requested my...presence in the playroom.When I walked in, I was shocked at what I saw. Patricia wore a black bustier, skintight black leather pants and high-heeled black boots, and carried a riding crop. Her blonde hair was tightly bound into a severe bun. She looked every inch the dominatrix, but I had seen her like this before. What shocked me was Mary, whose. Jim’s eyes were on stalks as her bra came off revealing a stunning, beautifully tanned pair. Then with a show of bravery she whipped off her panties and hooked them on his cock. Jim was not distracted from the pleasure ahead and picking up the cane told her to bend over her desk. Her pendulous breasts hung down until she flattened them across the desk. Jim stepped up behind her and his cock brushed along the top of her thighs and close to her slit. “Spread those legs wider.” She shuffled. Just before we parted, helooked back at me and said: "Oh, in case you ever need to get in touchwith me, I ran up a big bill on my cellphone that I couldn't pay, and myservice got cancelled, so if you ever need to get in touch with me, giveme a call at the phone at our house: 656-0510", and he winked and wavedand blew a kiss at me as he walked away. Gosh, hope none of the otherkids in the Cafeteria saw that.Cindy and I had been planning on going to the Junior Prom for some timebut as the date. “What kind? A brother is just curious,” Tommy said.Meanwhile, in the back of the store, Ken-Ken and Jessie were watching.“Wait, who is he? And why is a...” Jessie asked.“Don’t even. He’s taken, ho. That’s what Thomas is there for. To help him out. His girlfriend,” Ken-Ken said with sass. “He is fine though.” He then walked away.Jessie stood there.“I don’t know, a poem or some shit. Women love that, huh?" Dante asked Tommy.“Shit, I barely know myself. Haha. The bras and panties are back here,.