” He asked if I was some sort of hooker and I assured him I was not. I wasn’t going to charge him for anything, and that I was just a clean housew...fe from the city that was looking for a little stray action away from my husband. I then asked him if he wanted to go out to my car for a “smoke”. He agreed and we left together. I went through the same routine I felt familiar with when I had Eric the other night. And once we were in the back seat, his cock was out and I was sucking and stroking on. Coach Carson didn't arrive until twenty minutes after school ended."Sorry to keep you waiting, but I had to close up," she said. "Gymnastics usually ends an hour after school but I had to cut it short and kick the girls out. I'm not allowed to leave them alone."I didn't understand much of what she said but one thing stuck out."One hour?" I said. I didn't want to stay late at school."Didn't I mention that? Sorry. The first hour during sixth period is warming up so that in the second hour you do. But it was still there, god yes, but my cunt had obviously become accustomed to the plastic occupant. My eyes remained fixated on the mess that were my breasts. They were tightly bound -- squeezed into orbs, nipples distended by the clamps and weights, almost completely caked in a multi-colour sea of wax. Tegan finally took the clamps off my tits. She then squeezed my tits to crack the thick coating of wax, and pieces of wax fell to the floor. Underneath it, my tits were the colour of berries.. And that connection was what constantly pulled me back to Jennifer. It’s what kept me from walking away when she gave me the ultimatum. It’s what kept me from having sex with her until we were truly ready. I had been afraid that the connection would mask the problems, that we’d just bury them in sex.An unbidden thought popped into my mind. Would Stephanie and I have a connection like that? I laughed silently and thought, yeah, like that. Except more like touching the surface of the Sun! And.