This one is no exception, but it’s about 99% fiction. There’s a lot (I think) of character development, and some explicit sex, but this is not des...gned to be a stroke story. It’s intended to be about loving relationships, both sexual and nonsexual, within and between generations, and healthy, renewable family bonds. Also: after looking at the finished product, I must say I had not planned for the story to be as long as it turned out. It took on a life of its own, and I refused to shortchange. They all looked so prim and proper, young women of impeccable breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.I headed for the doors, not towards the dining hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled shoes echoed. Maids in their black uniforms, white aprons, and small caps perched on their heads scurried in both directions, carrying out their duties.I turned the corner for the main doors when a voice shouted my name with great enthusiasm. “Etta!”Okay, not my full. His hand slid lower. He cupped and held the tightly packed derriere of the new engineer's wife. Her bottom was soft, and curvy.Leeane squirmed free again, and his hand slid back to her waist.His cock was stiff and hard and he rubbed it against her, delighting in the softness of her body and she politely struggled against him.Leeane could feel that cucumber, hot against her thigh, rub slowly back and forth. Stupid boy! Did she really think that teenage trick would work with her!She pulled her. I am so hungry? I need to cum, please Sir?????????? He leans over sucking in a nipple inhis mouth about to bite down when she hears his soft ?Cumfor me?. She looses it as her whole body tenses, his teeth biting down on hernipple causing her to tremble as she screams, her pussy pulsating around hiscock as her juices flood around him and down to the bed, puddling beneath her.As soon as she starts to scream, he thrusts once more deep inside of herspasming pussy releasing his cum into the rubber..