That would take care of a lot of a****ls. What do you think?”I answered him by unhooking his belt and the top button of his jeans as I slid my hand ...own his hard abdomen and loins and grasped him. His lips found mine as our tongues swirled.“We cannot spend much time in here. My husband knows what is typical for this show and tell nothing event as do the others. But I don’t want to stop at this point.”His hands pulled my tits free of the bra as I reached back to unclasp the hook. I watched his. Hailey, our English teacher, turned around from the whiteboard she was writing on. "Mr. Ford, is there a problem?"She was staring at me and I shook my head."Good ... Now, the difference between a simile and a metaphor is..."Blah blah blah ... I shoulda known better than to tell my friends about that blue chick I'd met Tuesday night. They hadn't believed any of it, of course, and now they wouldn't let it go. They were still virgins though, so what could you expect? I wasn't and even if nobody. With Peters's permission, I was allowed to appear in the lounge wearing a traditional Victorian style maid's uniform and to serve the drinks and be very respectful and humble. I even bowed when I left the lounge.The buyer was most impressed. Thanks to May, I was building quite a collection of outfits. The orders were coming in quite well but they were for small batches only. There were four big buyers and we needed their orders. Peter decided to have a social evening at our house and invites. His grunting and moaning really turned me on. The more noise I could make him make the happier I was. I came multiple times as I pounded his boy pussy raw. Slapping his ass I battered his tight hole to his screams of delight. I was fucking him so hard his whole body shook and he was spewing pre cum all over from his little girly clitty. I found that very amusing as he actually had quite an above average cock that I had other plans for later, when I turned him back into a man. “Look at the mess.