”He leaned back, looked at me and said, “Are you serious?"I answered him by pulling him to me kissing him passionately and running my fingers over...the bulge in his pants. Breaking off the kiss I asked, “What do you think?”Jack quickly paid the check and we headed towards the door, my heart racing, panties becoming increasingly wet. We made it to my house in record time.As I stood at the kitchen counter pouring us each a glass of wine, I felt Jack standing behind me putting his hands on my. Telling her to stand there for a moment he stood back to admire. Moving behind her he slipped his hands under her skirt. Caressing her arse and then slipping them around and over her panties before grasping the elastic and pulling firmly down. Leah stepped out of them and started to turn but he put a hand out to stop her. “Not yet” he said. Pulling her shirt out of the waist band of her skirt his fingers moved over her stomach and upwards to weigh her breasts. Thumbs swiping lazily back. I squirmed a bit noticing my aunt was looking at something. She had spied the magazine and reached for it. She pulled it from under the covers and it was still open at the underwear pics. She smiled and said 'I suppose you are growing up quick, no need to be shy, were you touching yourself looking at these pics?' 'No' I said, she looked at the pictures and asked ' which one do you like the most? Don't be embarrassed'. I reached out and pointed to a brunette wearing a white bra and. "Hi Tara," Alice said, extending her hand, "I'm Alice, John's math teacher."Shaking her hand Tara replied, "His teacher huh? Is he into some kind of trouble!?"She seemed to like the idea of her kid brother being in trouble at school, but Alice quickly helped her out of her dream, "No, not at all. Actually, it's more like the opposite. John is a model student and I wish I had more students like him in my class. A lot of them lack manners and a respect for their teachers. John is a great example.