Amy prepares our meat, as I notice Tracey from the other table looking at me. Amy gives me the burgers as I put them on the skillet as Amy prepares th... buns.I hear a scream as everyone looks over to see Tracey’s skillet is on fire. Everyone is laughing as Miss Johnson puts it out with a fire extinguisher.“She burned the food, because she was staring at you,” Amy says giggling. “She has a big crush on you. That is why she broke up with Josh.”After class, I’m walking to the locker room to change. His free hand cupped her left breast and his thumb rubbed her hardening nipple. April gasped, his touch evoked tingles in her skin that transmitted to her sexual receptors. April became hotter as he pinched and teased her darkened and, by now, achingly hard nipple.“Oh god!” She whispered breathlessly in his ear, “Take me to bed please?”He picked her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her into a different bedroom to the one she had woken up in previously. His double bed had a soft duvet. On occasion, when I would be sitting somewhere, like those nice leather, stuffed chairs in the middle of the mall, I would sit a little carelessly and give them a peek up my skirt.” My cock throbbed.“You liked that?” I smiled.“Yes,” she whispered. “Last week, I was at the oil change station over on Broadmoor, and the manager there is a balding, overweight black man. When he leaned over the hood to clean the windshield, I opened my legs and I know he got a good view because I saw the bulge in. “It’s good to know that after this many years of marriage that we can still do that to each other.” I said.“It’s like a self-sustaining thing. The more we do it, the more we will be able to do it. How does your butt feel?”“Reamed. I think you bruised my prostate!” I complained.“Poor hubby. I think you bruised my poor clitty.” Lynn said as she rubbed between her legs.“All you need is a little TLC.” I said.“So, get soaped up and get started.”A short time after I began to wash Lynn’s body, I heard.