He was also a teacher. I had many dreams about him teaching me a lesson or two.All of our friends got there and we were having a blast. But I couldn't...stop thinking about him. I decided to sneak out and see what he was doing. I crept onto the landing and across the hall. I could hear him downstairs with his wife. I snuck into his room and looked around. He had a big kingsize bed with a bouncy mattress, a wardrobe which had mostly shirts and dresses and at the bottom of it, I saw a box under. I massaged him from both sides; rubbing his testicles with both hands and kissing his hidden penis. Once again he let me play with his package but wouldn't let me get to the main attraction. The sun was beating down on me and its heat plus my efforts were making me sweat. If it weren't for the mirrored glass there would be a stark contrast between my glistening white skin and his navy blue slacks for anyone that could see us. I almost wanted to perform for anyone to see and less than a week ago. Don’t yell and definitely don’t call for your damn boyfriend,” he says shoving his fingers deeper inside me. He continues to rub my clit and finger fuck me, hitting my G-spot every time. I get close to cumming within twenty seconds, I never felt so much pleasure so fast. I scream into his hand as I cum all over the other one. He lets me go, I’m so weak in the knees from cumming so hard I fall. He grabs a napkin from off his desk and starts to wipe his fingers. I try to crawl to a desk to try. He reminded me that it was time for him to show me what that hook on his ceiling was for. I was very eager to discover. His took my ankles and fasten them onto this rack with these soft straps on each end of this frame, my legs were spread with my feet about 3 feet apart. Sensations that I could only envision would soon sweep over me. He attached this rack to the hook above his bed and pulled a robe type webbing. My legs rose and his place a pillow under my lower back and under my head. There I.