K. My story happened about 12 years ago at my Secondary school in SW London. I went to a mixed secondary school and generally had a really good time t...ere, I made lots of good friends both male and female, some of them I am still friends with to this day. I am a keen swimmer, so I was really fortunate that my school had its own indoor swimming pool and a highly rated swimming club which regularly competed in galas against other local schools. The club was made up of both boys and girls and in. I said goodnight to John and opened the door.Next day morning, while taking bath, I was thinking about John, about what he would have thought about me and what would he say when I meet him today. I immediately stopped chatting when my hubby came as if I was having some affair. I came out of the shower and got dressed. There was a good morning message from John in my mobile which I didn’t reply.I went to school and my office, only John was there, I said good morning and said sorry that I. ‘Hello?’ ‘This isn’t Gram.’ A deep, rich voice spoke into her ear. Kathleen felt a shiver shimmy down her back. She felt like the owner of the voice was breathing on her neck. ‘No, this is Gram-daughter. Can I help you?’ ‘Maybe. This is Trace from up the road. I see my mutts were up there pestering again.’ ‘How do you know that?’ ‘Cause Gram sent a note on one of their collars.’ Kathleen let out a surprised laugh. ‘And just what did this note say?’ ‘Nothin’ much. I was just hoping to talk to. He was instantly rock hard and pretty sure he sensed a drop of pre-cum ooze to the tip of his cock. He could eat her with a spoon, 'captivating' would be an understatement."You have five minutes, and no more, to undress. Here. In front of Me. Shower. And return to standing in front of me again. Is that clear, pet?" Not a 'hello' or a rush to hug or embrace and kiss. No. Straight to business. He liked that.He'd never undressed, neatly folded his clothes, showered and dried off so fast in his.