The movement was doing something to my head, dirty feelings, evil feelings – but curiously pleasurable feelings. I gasped when I felt his hands move...to pull down my pantyhose and underwear. He left them below my knees, bunched up and he grumbled again that I ought to wear stockings, dismissing my complaint that he would tear or damage my clothes. My hands gripped the sides of the ladder tightly and I managed to lower a foot down another rung enabling my abusers fingers to penetrate and apply. I have been happilymarried to my husband for 12 years.I had never been with another man, except for him.I went back to work teaching a few years ago and mostof the other male teachers are in their late 40’s orfat or both. There has been one teacher, Gil, that inthe past few years had been flirting heavily with me.I kind of liked the attention. He is also in his earlythirties, medium built, flat stomach, nice ass butmarried. He kept asking me to join him for lunch or ifwe both worked a. "I dropped my head down and kissed her lightly as my hips went back and forth. Her legs went up around my back as she began joining in our lovemaking, moving under me so wonderfully, really now getting into our coupling."You're wonderful, Alex," I whispered, wanting to add more but not daring to take any chance that I might go too far. I knew she was still fragile, she might always be, but my feelings for this woman were growing as we spent more time together.And, yes, the sex was wonderful but. We began hanging out together and we discussed going to the amusement park for the weekend. we took off after work on Friday and it was about a 2 hour ride. We got there at about 9 oclock and had a hard time finding a room. I asked one of the clerks if they could call around for us and find a room since we were both tired from driving . He found us a room and I tipped him 5 bucks. We drove there and found out it was a real lower priced dive. it had one full sized bed, no tv and one dresser in.