Then I grab my bag and head to my first class of the day. Before that, though, I stop at a café near my apartment to get the largest cup of coffee th...y have. This hangover isn’t going to take care of itself.Of course, when I cross the threshold into the classroom, I realize how little I know about statistics.Because right there in the third row is Peter.I almost consider bailing, but there’s someone behind me trying to follow me in. I have no choice. I walk forward, unable to stop glancing at. .......................I got to work the next day, and was sitting in the canteen, having my coffee before I started work. A hand touched my shoulder, and then Niki sat down opposite me.“That was fun last night,” she said, “I found it a real turn on. My pussy was wet all night.”“Have to to it again then.” I said, and was answered by a big smile on Niki’s face.“Did you like my panties ?” she asked.“Sure did, had a good wank while I sniffed them.” I replied.“Did you ?”, she said “Well, I’ll have. In the far left corner of the room is a fireplace, and two chairs, one of which contains Professor Lambeau. In the right corner, a couch whose arms look rather worn. I walk over to the chair slowly, cautiously, afraid of whats going to happen, if I can handle this. Professor Lambeau just watched me until I reached the chair, where he asked me if I would like to hang my coat up. I shook my head a resounding no, not yet ready to give it up. He shruged and motioned for me to have a seat. He looked. There was only one way the whole situation was going to be resolved. I wanted it.With widened eyes, my darling wife complied. Her hand found the strings of her panties and pulled. On both sides, they just fell down to the floor, exposing both her sweet ass and her already dripping pussy.Taiwo wasted no time. It took him but a heartbeat to position himself closer to Ashley. His bare, black shaft made contact with her soaking wet pussy, making her gasp. I couldn’t hide a surprised reaction myself.