I told him it was no problem and showed him the way. He must have heard me mutter "if you need someone to hold it", because he had his shorts still do...n when he came out. My mouth was gaping wide open at the sight of his magnificent hardening cock. Easily at 9 inches already, and uncut. He sauntered over and waved his now stiff cock in my direction.He asked if I knew how to handle something like that. I assured him that I did. We moved to my bedroom where it was much cooler. He pushed me down. Besides, I’d hate to have this story get out. The internet and other technologies have made it really easy to trace people these days over just the smallest revealed detail. I am still somewhat amazed that I have not gotten into more trouble than I’m in now over this.Last fall, I called a new class of students to order with a welcome back from summer vacation, a roll call and then a brief review of the course syllabus and what topics we would be covering over the year. I have been teaching for. Hmmm, I've been banging the wrong things all day. At one point we were hungry so I ran out to pick us up some lunch. We chatted and ate our lunch. You commented that I was a pretty good little construction chick... "we need to fix one more thing and we'll be done. Can you go get the hammer and box of nails out of the kitchen and meet me in the bedroom?" "Sure, I'll be right back" I said. When I walk back to the bedroom you had hidden behind the door. You shut it quietly behind me. Before I can. It’s obvious that I didn’t know anything of this. I need to have a talk with at least two of my wives before we can address this.” I explained.“Your wives? What the fuck?”“It is a long story and you aren’t going to hear a word of it if you don’t give me some method of contacting you.”I held out the notepad I always carried and a pen. James took it and wrote down a number and an email address.“As soon as I know what is going on I will get back with you. Don’t expect anything tonight.”I looked at.