Suddenly in a space of 12 months, Alex no longer saw me as his lover, only the mother to his c***dren.The more time my boss Byron and I spent together... the more I began to feel attracted to him. I knew that he was feeling the same way and although he was married with young k**s of his own, he made it clear that he would like to be more than friends.I felt so tired and confused. My husband didn't seem to want me anymore and yet this attractive, clever man did. Although I rejected Byron's. His first touch, the brush of his palm against her cheek, was ice, a chill born from the grave into life. It sent a shudder of pleasure through every cell of her body. Fire and ice, she thought as he pulled her to him, placing his lips against hers, death pressed against life. His skin carried the scent of a forest at night, he tasted of clear cold water from a mountain stream. Goose bumps lifted across her heated flesh and the vapour of her own sweat mixed with his breath on her face.His. As the cock rubbed in and out along my lips the wetter I became. At this point I was nearly bent over at 90 degrees to the table and was not able to move forward or backward. From my right one of the wives of another couple came over to me and said to relax as it was just her husband who was behind me with his cock. Next thing I knew she had pushed my skirt up around my hips, then pulled my panties aside with one hand while wetting my clit with the other from spit on her fingers. The huge thick. The receptionist gestured me toward Mr. Yankovitz's office.After I entered the room, I heard my mother's voice. "Jim! What's this I hear about you being on detention?" Mom?" I asked, confused. Parents were rarely notified during simple detention other than the optional fact that a student would be staying late and there might need to pick the student up instead of taking the bus. However, there were two intramural buses that circled the entire town about fifteen minutes after detention was.