I was telling her that she knew what she was doing when she walked in, and wanted to see. She denied it. I asked her what she saw, and she was saying ...othing. well that was such a lie. At this time she is sitting at the end of the bed so I stand up right in front of her, and tell her. "If you want to see it go ahead. I won't tell anyone." As I stroke her hair, she undoes my jeans. I let my pants drop to my knees. At first she is just looking at it, and I tell her she can touch it if she likes.. I was very close to feeling that sensation I had felt earlier, and I didn’t even hesitate to use my other hand on my other nipple. I guess I must have made too much movement because I suddenly saw Tim’s face smiling at me as he sat down on the couch to watch.I started to lose that feeling very quickly because of that, so I shut my eyes and concentrated on bringing that feeling back. I can’t believe I started imagining what I would look like in the mirror, but I didn’t stop because it was. We walked around for a while until you saw your beach boy standing with friends and drinking coke. You walked up to him while he was talking and said hello and brushed your naked breasts on him. You said, "Hi beach boy, what's your name? How old are you?" He blushed and stammered out, "My name is Billy and I'm seventeen." He introduced his friends and you introduced me, your husband. They looked at me quizzically and I just smiled. We made small talk. After a few minutes you took Billy aside. I had so much pre-cum that my speedo was soaked. I took it off and wrapped the silky, slippery lycra around my cock and I fucked Miss Lawrence until she screamed for mercy and climaxed with such force that her marvelous pussy was drenched with her juices. She lay there afterwards breathing heavily and looking at me with a mixture of adoration and admiration.I tired of teachers around Standard 7 when my fellow students started to look really hot. Megan Hollis tried to hide her budding breasts.