And I knew her. Jill was my English Lit teacher from my school. She was short, married, had a Texas accent, and in her mid fifties. A little petite la...y with a lot of energy but also looked kind of old and not someone I would expect to see at a sex swing event. We all got introduced and everyone started small talk. Jill grabbed and took me to the bathroom. "Kenny, you are the last person I expected to see here. You can not tell a soul about this." Jill said as she undid her shirt then dropped. " Are you hinting you would like to come home with me for dinner?" she said. "Aren't you afraid I might poison you with my cooking?" she teased."Even if you wanted to poison me, it wouldn't work. Are you forgetting—I'm a doctor?" he said, teasing her."Seriously, Jordan, if you're not busy—why not." she said. "It might be nice for us to spend some time together away from work. Besides," she said, "Beef Stroganoff for one is no fun at all," she laughed.Patricia's place... When Jordan arrived at. I then surprised myself by doing just that. Opening my mouth slightly, Mr Chang dove in. His tongue pushed in deeply and my mouth of filled with wetness. I found myself sucking on his tongue and swallowing the fluids. Soon enough, my own tongue swirled around his and back into his mouth. I had to admit, it was exciting. Him kissing me would have been romantic if it wasn't so wrong. His arm that was pulling me close had moved downward and I felt his hand unsnap my pants and work inside. I. In a flash judgment I tore the mask off, returned to the bathroom, grabbed my razor and treated myself before I could change my mind. It only occurred to me afterwards that I’d have some explaining to do when I returned home. But the effect was so utterly sensational, I doubted he’d mind.The tiny half-inch strip of hair that remained blazed a path from just below my belly to just above my clit, like it was guiding the way to pleasure. Massaging scented oil into my smooth mound and soft lips.