This is June and I’ve talked to her at least monthly. I’ve kept records too, and in March she had her annual review and I wrote in there, seconded...in writing by Brian, that she had major shortcomings. We detailed them and she signed off on the review.”“Shortcomings?”“Her work is sloppy. She doesn’t check her work. She often has to repeat stuff because she loses her spreadsheets because she doesn’t save them. Her computer skills are iffy. She comes in late quite frequently, and I see no attempt. I couldn’t help but even feel a little submissive when I saw him, just wanting to be his and pleasure him.I moved right to him, I think he could see the lust and want in my eyes. We kissed.With my hands on his hips and his on mine, our tongues darted in and out of each other’s open, eager mouths. I ran my hands over his ass then over his back and ran my fingers through his hair. Eric held my ass and pulled me against him. I could feel his wonderful, hard cock even through his pants. “I missed. Tuesday/Wednesday disappeared like the weekend, nothing to show for effort. Thursday I arose lethargic and late but hopeful I might pick up an idea in class. As was my want I arrived first and took my place. They all arrived in a very short space of time including Teacher. She launched straight into the lesson and gave us no time to ask any questions or talk among ourselves. Looking back she had obviously used this ploy before. As we were virtually ready to walk out of the door she did remind. He wanted to rub his face in our wonderful softness forever and never stop. But even after a few moments, he felt my impatience as I began to move against him, urging him to make love to my again. Reluctantly releasing my great mammary, he quickly began to fuck my dripping, burning cunt again. “Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes, Baby, Oh, Yes, My, Baby, Do it to me, impregnate me” I gurgled, thrusting myself up against him once again, taking him to the limit every time. Like a madman, he slammed his slid his.