It was a winding road, with hairpins and switchbacks but finally we got to the top. There was a small parking area at the top. He pulled into to the e...ge of the hill. Apparently this was a popular area to come and watch the city’s submarine races. Laid out before me was a view of the little city, yellow lights flickering in the haze as if one was in an airplane coming in for a landing.“Some view isn’t it?” He said.“Yes, it is great.” We turned to one another and kissed. There in the little. He cleared his throat and she looked up at him. He was bundling up the dainties she had donned earlier in the morning in her rush to work and placing them in the pocket of his jacket. She swallowed her pride, stood up and walked around the desk to properly greet the gentleman. Extending her hand, she started to introduce herself. Just as easily, he grasped her hand and pulled her into a clutch. His lips met hers for an eagerly awaited kiss. She felt reasonably confident he was going to continue. The first real woman I'd ever seen that way, and for sure the only one I'd ever seen displaying herself completely unashamed, not only in front of me, but actually for me.So yes, I was a basket case. My cock tried like the dickens to get hard again, but that was a lost cause.The next thing I knew I was on my hands and knees and my nose was an inch from her firm, pale pussy lips and she was talking. I think it was her talking that is responsible for me not becoming a raving lunatic at that. The teacher told her that she was out of line and was about to spank her and, to Jennifer's surprise and delight, Paul stood up for her. He objected and the teacher backed down. The teacher said that he understood that Paul was in charge and that he would go along with that.Paul was thrilled. He felt about 10 feet tall after old Mr. Windsor had backed down. He was beginning to get the feeling that Jennifer belonged to him and he was responsible for her. He looked at her as she sat in the next.