Of cum. She was watching me, and I saw her get nervous. ‘What the fuck, Wendy?’ I snapped. Her look was confused. ‘What?’ I pressed my face a...most to hers. She grinned and pursed her lips for a kiss. I breathed deep. Shit. No doubt. ‘Who’s cock have you been sucking?’ I whispered harshly. ‘W…What?’ she responded hesitantly. Her face, an open book to me, displayed her guilt. I stood and grabbed her by the wrist, dragging her behind me toward the entrance. I heard laughing, and looked back to. And that's it...Patricia - Have you ever done this with a student before...Elizabeth - Nop...Never...Patricia - He can live those things with a female of his own age...You don't think so...Elizabeth - Divorced and singled for how many years now...Dear sister...Patricia - A long way ago...But it's not of your business...Elizabeth - His not really big...But he smell really good...And his super athletic...If you can teach him some basic things...Patricia - You are not feeling guilty...Elizabeth. "I had forgotten about it. "I'll be there to pick you up on time."She gave me one of those looks that women are so good at giving — the one that says everything and nothing at the same time — and said, "Are you okay?" Yeah, sure, just a little tired from the grind."She looked at her watch; "Got to run or I'll be late for class." She stood up, leaned over the table and gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and then ran for her class.The party was jumping. The booze was flowing, the music was. Jack DID have our flip-flops -- bless his heart! We stopped outside the door and put them on and then took our time going to the car. Somebody yelled, "Peter is calling the cops!" and I yelled back, "Piss on him! We're concubines! The cops won't touch us!" and there were some 'Oooo's and 'Aaaah's as we got in Jack's rental car and drove off. I got up in the back window and mooned the place as we drove off.After that, we settled down. Beth asked, "How are things at home?"Jack said, "Your father.