Just seeing her was enough. We didn't tempt each other when we lay on the bed. We both kept our clothes on, but we did do a lot of kissing. Well maybe...our hands wandered a little, but mostly we just feasted our eyes on each other. Finally, both of us tired, we spooned together and fell asleep. Sarah was my treasure and I was holding her in my arms. I awoke to little kisses all over my face, which I soon returned.The phone rang at eight and it was John checking on Sarah. She didn't have to tell. I will never forget my days at The Foulstone School, mainly because of my English teacher, every lesson at least once my eyes would be drawn to her, if she bent over I’d be looking at her perfect round ass abut the best times were when she marked work, being quite tall I could see perfectly down her top. Ms. McMillan always wore tight fitted; quite low cut tops and she had one perfect set of breasts inside them, her cleavage drove me mad every time I saw it.I should tell you about her, well. You going in to party a bit?" he asked as I saw Cheryl ascending the short set of stairs from the restroom area."Hopefully, this is her first time here, but not mine." I answered as Cheryl stood next to me the blouse showing plenty of her cleavage. My wife is not one of those women we all dream of having on our arm. She is just 5'4", average build, a nice set of b cup tits, shapely legs, and ass. She is nice looking, but not a stunning beauty, but very pleasant and a great fuck, and becoming. I'm not comfortable with this." Another dress then? One you never wear..." No, Robert. I mean I'm not comfortable with the idea. I don't want youto borrow any of my dresses. I don't want you to go to the partydressed as a girl. It's not right." But Mum..." I'm sorry Robert. I've made up my mind. You'll have to think ofsomething else to go as.I nodded reluctantly."Why not be Batman?" Sure." I replied bluntly. I said nothing else as I quickly stood upand left the kitchen. I had nothing else to.