On a Friday afternoon, seven months after I began my employment, I went over to ask a work-related question. She looked up at me from her desk, and th...t’s when it hit me. Never had I seen such a beautiful pair of brown eyes. I didn’t see them as just brown, as I had up until now, they were so deep, so beautiful, so full of life, and beyond description. At that moment, I knew I had developed a strong crush on her, without even realizing it. This was troubling, as workplace romances can be a real. They wove their way through the crowd of sailing enthusiasts and headed up the dunes toward the club house. Once they reached the building Kane pulled her to him. He ran his warm hands up the inside of her windbreaker, pawing at her plump breasts through her ti-shirt and her bra. Jess felt her nipples harden, both from the cold and from his brazen touch. “ You're so hot.” He planted a heated kiss on her neck. Jess slipped a cold hand inside his jacket, pleased to find his hard dick still. "Ohhhh!" Stacey gasped as if in surprise at the sight; Debbie's chin dripping spunk her red lips spattered with chunks of semen."Kiss!" The Masked barked pushing both women's heads together just above his chest. They tried to resist their lips smearing together the stink in their nostrils tender soft flesh touching."Uggg ukkkkk!" They both coughed in unison Debbie the more animated shaking her head violently in revulsion. As their lips parted, Stacey's eyelids fluttered in some type of horror. Too bad you are away at college, because you deserve a spanking like this every week until your grades improve." Miss Johnson continued to spank me. Then I heard a knock on the door and someone walked in."Opps, I didn't mean to disturb you." A female voice said."That's okay." Miss Johnson said. "This is Clyde, a former student, and he wanted me to spank him, again. Clyde, don't change your position, but this is Miss Jones, our fifth grade teacher. Do you remember her?" I think I remember.