I told her I thought so but she said she would like to stay and help if that would be okay and I told her it would. Now Mrs. Brooks is the office la...y, like the school secretary. She was in the front office and knew everything that was going on. She was tall, like five foot ten. She had that salt and pepper hair, kind of shoulder length. She was very skinny, with no tits, some times she would bend over with a loose fitting top and you could see clean down her shirt and her nipples would be. "Ohhh! Fuck, yes!" Her fingernails were digging into the fabric of the fainting couch, punctuating her moans as I rocked in and out of her tight, teen pussy. She looked over her shoulder and smiled as she squeezed my cock with her cunt. "Cum for me!" she pleaded.I felt as if I was not in control, my hips rocking back and forth all on their own. "Inside you?" I asked. "Won't you get... " "Yes! Fill me!" she moaned. "I need it!Grunting like an animal, I shot her full of warm sticky cum! I. She was doing the same for me, stroking the inside tops of my thighs, tickling my balls, lightly stroking my shaft, and taking just the head of my penis into her mouth and massaging it with her lips and tongue while I ran my hands over her naked body. I was about to get on top of her for missionary position when she squirmed out of my clutches.We’d recently bought a big black antique leather arm chair with wide arms. My wife climbed onto it and got into a position kneeling with one knee on each. “I know exactly what Eric would love too. I hope they got cherry flavored.”“Heh. If they don’t, they’re nuts,” I said before feeling his excitement fade and his unhappy mood return.“James, what’s eating you? If you don’t want to go, then just say,” I said, putting the car in park and shutting off the engine.“Huh? No, I wanna go. I just don’t want to come back, that’s all.”“I swear, James. I’ll make sure things work out for you one way or the other. If nothing else, I’ll make sure you get.