“And what else dear, tell me I am fascinated.”“Look I’m sorry Mrs Green, please don’t tell. If I lose this job I’ll be done for. I won’t...do it again, I promise.”“Oh I won’t tell dearie, on one condition, that is that you come back here tomorrow morning wearing the pair I have just put in my bag.”She smiled and licked her wrinkled lips.“You mean you want me to take them and use them.”“I might be 72, dear, but in here,” she said pointing to her head, “I am still 40. Now you had better go, but. ..” He replied, already returning to his book. That was Hailey alright, and I’m not so naive as to think she actually had important business to discuss.“Alright thanks again Professor, see you Thursday.” I reentered the auditorium and set my bag down on one of the chairs. The sound booth was up a short ladder above the back row of seats, and I almost fell twice trying to get up it. I stood on the landing at the top of the ladder in front of the booth door and took a moment to mentally compose. "Yes, I've been very bad," I acknowledge, as you raise your other leg and position your feet on the rung as far away from each other as is possible, so as to gift me the best possible upskirt view. "I bet you wish you had your camera trained on me right now," you continue to tease-whisper as you reach for a tall book and slide it out from between its neighbours and hand it down to me. "Hold the ladder steady, I want to turn around." I place the book on the ground and look back up at you. You. I could lift his ass up and down, plunging it onto my very stiff tongue. This must have been the first time a non-Japanese horn dog had gotten to his butthole. He writhed and moaned, eventually bending over to swallow my dick to the balls, sucking like a hungry puppy. We deep-throated each other, getting tastes of the pre-cum that was pumping out of our dicks.The organized processs of the "Soapy Massage" was tossed to the winds as I slid his body and pulled his lips to mine and kissed him hard..