She giggled as she quickly pulled a pair of nylons out of adrawer. She rolled them up then made her husband point his toesso she could cover his feet ...ith the sheer material. Once shehad encased his legs in them to about his knee's she told him tofinish pulling them up and she had to cover her mouth to containher amusment as he wiggled and twisted his hips as he worked thepanty portion up into place. He had looked just like any woman looked when she was puttingon a pair of pantyhose and she. I figure that she was probably very wet when she did that, but barely pissed in her pantsat the moment she was found out by her teacher, who has of course an extra eye for her!I check the state of her arousal with one finger. She's dripping wet and very hot indeed!So why you weren't punished right away by your Head Master, what do think, my Jennnifer?I don't really know Pete, but he seemed to suggest that my punishment better be private!He was right, but I don't need his advise how to correct. Slowly it dawned on me that for the first time since we were dating we were making love outdoors. By now I forgot that we were in a place we chose out of pure chance, with a total stranger, who by now was like 20 feet away from us. On that day my wife never tasted as good to me. We would never again have a moment so passionate, so erotic, so beautiful. Nor would I have such a magnificent orgasm as I did that day.After we got off, we held each other as we kissed and snuggled like we seldom had. "By my reckoning you visited Wootton Basset two days before you suffered your first one shot session with the sexy bank cashier. You had been delivering as many as four shots a session up until that time."He was correct with the timeline. I had gone to Wootton Basset on a Wednesday, when Gwen spent the night with her kids in Slough, and it had been the following Saturday night/Sunday morning when I failed to deliver the full goods. At the time I had put it down to a long day's night delivering.