As I walked past, I heard her say “I want to suck your dick.” I stopped dead in my tracks, slowly turned around, and said “WHAT!?!?!” She repe...ted, more quietly this time, “I want to suck your dick.” I said “First, I don’t have a dick. I have a cock.” She asked “What’s the difference?” to which I reply “Size.” I continued “Second, if you just want to practice before you try it on your husband, then no. You should make all your mistakes on him. Otherwise, he might wonder how you got to be so. Byron’ or something. It seems that when she was hired, Jim thought it was wrong for his young kid to call a grown woman by her first name.”“Well, he calls you by your first name. Me, too.” Yeah, now. They’d been ‘Mr. Pierce’ and ‘Mrs. Pierce’ when Bill had pulled his coup.“Yeah. But he’s not so young anymore. The twins, on the other hand...”“So, you want them to call the new hire ‘Mrs. Smith,’ or something. I can see your point, or Jim’s point.”“And that means we call her that, too. After all,. ‘Please, take down your shorts and lay down in the couch,’ she directs. She puts on plastic gloves and I feel her start to touch my buttocks, whilst asking me where I feel pain. After a minute or so of touching me there, she asks me to turn over. Now my penis and testicles are exposed. Again, she is touching and asking. I am a little nervous, so everything is still fine. Suddenly, she takes off the gloves and starts to rub some cream onto her hands, telling me, ‘I need more contact with you, to. We agree to no oral which includes kissing. We slowly take off our shirts. This is the first time that we’ve undressed in front of each other. Just the sight of the professor being half dressed gives me a full erection. We stand facing each other and rub our hands up and down each other’s chests. We unzip each other’s pants and let them fall to the ground. It turns out the professor wears boxers and I wear briefs. We remove our underwear and moove over to the bed and sit on the edge.