I struggledto escape but I was going nowhere. Leeran one finger upmy asscrack, chuckling as I strained topull away. Theother hand drifted over the mou...ds of my ass.I quicklyswallowed and began pleading, "Please,let me go...Iwon't tell anyone...Why are you doingthis?...."At which the teens burst into laughter,as Lee grabbedhold of my throbbing cock "Please...letme go..."trying to sound like I meant it.I stiffened, mytrapped ass trying to jerk forward, awayfrom thethreatening finger."No!. The good thing was the other teachers all left after school so no one would hear us. As I walked in she was sitting at her desk. She saw me and instantly got up to come to me. As she got close, I could see her nipples through her buttoned blouse. I couldn't remember if she was wearing a bra before or not. But she saw that i had a boner and for the 3rd time, grabbed my crotch before she started kissing me. She was a lot better then my friend at kissing, and was a lot more touchy. Her tongue met. "I'm trying to locate a Jason O'Neill. I have reason to believe that he used to live here. I had hoped that I might find him or news of him here."I snapped. "Jason hasn't been home since June."The man looked right at me for a moment and then looked over his notes. He seemed puzzled. "You seem rather confident in that, Miss..." O'Neill," Monique replied. "Her name is Rebecca O'Neill and she's Jason's sister."The man appeared totally shocked. "But you both just told me that no one lives in this. "Yes, I do." Kelly and I stared at each other. After a moment she sighed and retreated to the bedroom. She quickly returned carrying her overnight bag. "Timmy, I have to go to Las Vegas for a day. I'll be back tomorrow night." She walked over and gave me kiss on the cheek. It wasn't the kind of kiss a wife would give to her husband before she left for an overnight trip to another city. It was more like a kiss a mother would give to her son as she was leaving for work. I watched Kelly walk out.