" Why not?" "Because I have a date in an hour." It'll be a quickie," she countered. "Or I can wait here until you getback." You're way too young." "No...I'm not." She looked down and chuckled again. "Okay, I am. But I'mnot."Oh god, I wasn't going to win this argument. "Like I said..." she placed the palm of her tiny warm hand on mystomach. "I..." her fingertips burrowed underneath the terrycloth towel."...need..." she thrust her hand all the way down to where flesh metflesh. "you..." I never. That things have happened too quickly since we met. But instead of saying no, she just said I'd have to ask her at seven minutes after two today ... while she's in class." And she thought you wouldn't do that," said Mrs. French, smiling widely."Apparently," said Bob, a little uncomfortably.She sat back in her chair. "Suppose you ask her, today, in her classroom ... and she says no."Bob sat there. "I won't give up," he said. "I love her." Yes, I rather suspect you do, Sergeant," said the woman.. Susanne looked at the ceiling, her head spinning, her body feeling drained, but pulsing with the aftermath of incredible pleasure. She was floating on a cloud, fully aware of where she was and how she got there, but struggling to understand the unbearable ecstasy she had just experienced and shared with a woman she hated so intimately. The hatred made it good, though – it was the drive to fuck each other into submission that gave Susanne and Tina the need to go on, the desire to humiliate each. In my wife!I couldn't resist that urge for very long. My hand was soon around my erect cock and I strained to hear their words even as I tried to keep my mind off the scene below. I tried reading a book, something quite technical, in vain a hope that it would fully occupy my mind.It was probably an hour later that Sue eventually entered the bedroom."Still awake?" she asked.I watched as she slipped the buttons of her dress loose and slipped it in a single stroke down her legs and stepped out of.