Later that night, I can’t get him off my mind. This time, of course, I undress him. I even masturbate to the idea of him. Lying in bed, I think of h...m taking me right there in his classroom. I want him to lift me up on the desk, having me lie back, exposing myself to him, before he fucks me endlessly. I come hard, wanting this to be something that really happens. The next few days are the same. It almost seems like he makes extra effort to be near me. I do as well, offering to help out when. I was so embarrassed I looked away.She asked me how I had a hard dick during a horror movie and I said it was nothing. She gave me a naughty smile and said “you think I didn’t see you peeking through the door?” I was shocked and said it was nothing. So she said come with me and dragged me to the bedroom. I was scared that she may call my mom but she went inside the bathroom. After 5 min I was still sitting on the bed scared and I heard her call my name from inside. I was scared and went inside.. Tim nodded to Mrs. Grayson and swiftly the trusted secretary reached toward the hidden zipper of her employer's fly. The soft sound of its descent rose from beneath the desk, as Tim swung his chair around sideways. Easily, Mrs. Grayson's deft fingers reached in and clasped the thickly swollen mass of Tim's cock. Only his features reflected the emotion he felt as her fingers began a slow up and down movement on the nakedly exposed flesh of his erect cock."Yes... uh huh... uh huh..." he kept on. On top of the dirty laundry basket was a light blue pair of panties, obviously soaked at the crotch. She was at the other end of the house, so I decided to risk a quick sniff. Her scent was glorious! Sweet and musky, fresh and sexy.Getting lost in the moment, I sat down on the toilet and began sniffing and tasting her wet panties as I rubbed my now-aching erection through my jeans. I got up and peeked, noticing that she was hard at work int he kitchen, all the way across the house (and.