We danced and you could tell Angie was so worked up. She was rubbing her butt on my crotch again, and yes I was rock hard again too. She turned toward...me and her hand gently traced the outline of my cock.She said, “Marla said I could do this, it’s it ok? I said, “I’ve dreamt about it even since the two of you were together, it’s more than fine.” Then a slow song came on and I motioned for Marla to come out and we three slow danced and we all kissed on the dance floor till it was over. As we. Zach goes over to Diana on the couch and runs the backof his hand down her front brushing her tits .Dianalays back and Zach brushes her crotch with her jeans onand a sigh escapes Diana’s lips. Zach looks her in theeye then opens her jeans and removes them. Diana laysback with her hands over her head starts to move herhips. I go up behind her and unsnap her bra exposingher breasts. Zach removes her panties Diana opens her legs breathingheavy and Zach drops a hand between Diana’s legs. His tardy pace up the ridge was now a matter of deep regret; urgency at last asserted itself. Feeding this urgency was a growing sense of the static build up in the cloud about him; an almost palpable sensation of electricity in the air. There was thunder in the atmosphere about him.Alex had no idea how many precious minutes he squandered in scrabbling around in the rocks seeking egress off the ridge. The world about him had turned to a monochrome of gloom and ominous peril. His fear was. “Do you consider yourself attractive, Mrs. Jenkins?” Mr. Buchanan asked with a raised eyebrow. “Do you consider yourself sexy?”“No, I think I’m just a plain middle-aged woman,” I replied.“Well, that's not what your male students think when you walk down the hall or around your classroom, according to the School Counselor. You have aroused every male in the classroom, and they have a hard-on whenever they see you. It's especially frustrating for them when you sit on your stool and you skirt.