Josh in his sports kit, which didn’t seemed big enough to contain him, the shorts hugging the muscles of his thighs. There was a picture of him goin... the rounds. Socks around his ankles. One sleeve rolled right up to his shoulder. His arms and legs tanned by a Mediterranean sun. It was passed round the girls of the class from phone to phone till we all had this little trophy of him. In little groups, we wondered idly whether Josh really needed a shirt on to play sport. We followed him down the. As we both stood at the door I could clearly see his growing cock through the stockings and hesitated to enter. Bill urged, “Come on in Dennis, it’s not like you’ve never seen a cock in stockings before. I have a few pictures of you wearing them that I took through your windows.” I replied hesitantly, “Show me what you have.” Bill headed over to his couch where his laptop was sitting on the coffee table. As he sat down he patted the cushion next to him and said, “Come sit next to me so I can. Finally it was closing time, the customers were gone and it was just her and I. We were closing out the tills and she was having an issue with her drawer not balancing. I said "I will show you mine if you show me yours." meaning the drawers. But she got all quiet and shy. I had the feeling I had offended her. As we were leaving I apologized if I had said anything that offended her. She said."No it is not your problem at all. See, my boyfriend has never been able to make me cum. He lasts maybe. She did her scribbling in her book, and undid her buttons. This time she did THREE buttons and I could see more of her breasts.The five minutes ended and we did the lesson; me with a raging hard on the entire time. The lesson ended, I got my sheet and raced home to masturbate.The next week was the same, but this time she undid ALL her buttons. I could see her all of her boobs. They were more perfect than I thought. My five minutes ended, we did the lesson and I raced home to masturbate.It.