Andrew called in through the door to ask if I got lost. I giggled again and said I will be out in a few minutes. I hurried to use the toliet, then u...ed a fresh towelette to make sure I smelled fresh. I walked back to his room, to see him sitting in an oversized chair by one of the french doors, which he had opened. The warm breeze filled the room.I strolled over to him as he motioned for me to sit on his lap. Being close to him made me want to rip his clothes off, but I have to remember. When I got done with my auto-erotic session, I felt like such a dirty little slut. Here I was in love with my teacher, Coach Cocker, and I was fantasizing about him sharing me with other men in the weight room. And I shot such a big hot load of cum, I wanted him to fuck me in the ass while he shared me with other men. Sharing her body with men is what a girl does is what I was learning. That was why men looked at naked girls in magazines or on-line because they wanted to imagine being sucked. " I tried to break the ice."Well, I go to school at the community college right now, but I hope to transfer to a proper university someday." She said sipping her wine."That's great. I wish I had gone to college. I never was the school type though." I finished my whiskey and ordered up another. She looked at me with pure curiosity."What?" I asked as a smile crossed my face. She looked so much like her sister it was startling."Oh, I'm just marveling." She said as she finished her wine."At. I knew we were done.”“Branson? What does she do?” She asked.“Talent management, booking acts, like that. She used to be in a group, had a couple small hit records, but always had a nose for business end of it. She’s singing again with someone there now, as well.”“Here’s my place. No husband, no boyfriends, just a cat.” She said as she parked.“Seems you could have a line of guys wanting to date you.” I said as I got out of the car.“Dan, I’m 32, work 40 hours in an office, 30 hours at Stingers. I.