I was mowing the lawn on one of the hottest days of the summer and I stopped to wipe the sweat from my forehead using my shirt. I turned to see Mrs. F...tzgerald standing in the window, and our eyes met and she quickly shut the curtains and ran to another room. She seemed to be admiring my physique, and I could tell by how hard she was staring she liked what she saw. I didn't think much of it at the time, but it began to happen more frequently. Any time I was doing work around the house Mrs.. Edward sat in a chair facing me in the corner to look up and see my rosy ass from time to time and tried to read his book. But he kept looking at the clock, he told me later, wanting the time to pass.I could hear him moving behind me from time to time but as I must stand I wasn’t sure what he was doing.Minutes before the time was up I felt him behind me, pressing against me. He was nude now too, and his cock was hard. While my ass still stung a bit, feeling his cock rubbing against my crack. I got to school late so I headed straight to my locker to get my books. All because of yesterdays unusual turnabouts, I had dreamt of the different ways Mr Wilde had fucked me and how extremely hot he made me and sexy his body was doing all those wicked things, shining with sweat and muscles clenching as he fucked me with all his might. But it was so much hotter because it was with a mixture of Louis and I during our wild passionate times, so I was fried in my bloody sleep. I woke up horny as. She wasn't expecting such high praise, she only wanted to look nice for him! "Thank you, Sir," she said, looking down at her hands in her lap. She didn't want him to see the nervousness in her face or how much she wanted him to take her right then and there."Be a little patient Christy. He already wants you, you don't need to be a whore about it!" she told herself silently, "Let him think he won you, not that you threw yourself at him!" Christy, my dear, I wanted to talk to you a little before.