I felt my pussy pulsate and it shocked me a little. I couldn't possibly be turned on by HIM! But I couldn't deny that I was. I've had sex with a few...guys, but none had ever made me feel the wet heat that was swelling at the apex between my thighs. My clit ached under the pressure of my white lace panties. I imagined him kneeling in front of me, hiking up my skirt over my milky thighs and full hips, dipping his face into my wet heat and taking a big whiff of my womanhood. I shivered as I felt. The tent was up we both walked inside and she told me to strip, I raced to take off my clothes throwing them all in a pile. ‘Kneel’ she ordered, I did so without thinking. She scooped up all my clothes and left the tent, I felt for the first time very vulnerable, what if she didn’t come back? What felt like minutes passed and she finally returned with ropes with Velcro attached and a gag. She walked behind me I noticed how smooth an toned her legs were, she hammered in pegs I hadn’t used to. ’ ‘Heck, I’m just an instructor. Not much to be afraid of in my case.’ ‘Don’t sell yourself short, Professor. There’s probably someone out there tonight waiting for you to sweep them off their feet.’ ‘Well, they’ll just have to keep waiting, because I’ve got some more typing up to do before I’m done for tonight.’ ‘Oh, I’m so sorry for keeping you from your work for so long!!’ Mental kick to myself. Stupid!! ‘No, that came out wrong. To tell the truth, I needed the distraction. I’ve been. I wasn’t close to her nipple, but the touch was nearly as intimate.Scarlett watched with rapt attention. Her eyes flicked between Wren, me, and my finger. Mitch was shouting a conversation across the table, so he didn’t notice the byplay.Wren moved her hand, edging closer to my dick. I moved closer to her nipple. She pulled back, so I pulled back. She moved closer, so I moved closer. We played our game of one-upmanship for several minutes, until the waitress arrived with more champagne.“God,.