Just the opposite. It made me cum harder, but I was far from being finished. Their eyes watching every streaming shot just made my heart beat that muc... harder, and made me so much more incredibly hornier. I was afraid, yes. But I never knew this would turn me on!When I realized it was making me harder with them watching, and that they were going nowhere, I tried to relax, unsuccessfully, and just finish. I came for another 30 or 40 seconds (which felt like a lifetime) and shivered as the last. ." Boy! Was I pissed!I got up, opened her bottom drawer and slipped her beautiful long whitenylon nighty over my head. Taking the matching lace peignoir, I slippedit on as I left the room, tying the ribbons hanging in front of me in abow under my new little breasts as I headed to the kitchen.I returned with the third bottle of beer, twisted off the top, andslugged it down in one long gulp. Then I tossed it into the bathroomwhere I heard it hit the tile and shatter. I shrugged, and lay down. I think she's got office hours today. I'd rather do it in her office than out in public where somebody could actually see me with her."Gordo checked his handouts from Mattachek's course. "She's got office hours today from 3 to 5 PM." He quickly swapped his WWF T-shirt for a relatively clean white shirt and grabbed a tie. "C'mon," he said, "grabbing Steve's arm. Let's get going."They hurried out the door. Mattachek's office was about 10 minutes away.***"Why do I have to be here?" Steve. She was wearing her pink pajama pants with a random white t-shirt. She had slippers on her feet only because she hadn’t wanted to jump down in socks. She dashed, up Lemon Street, took a hard turn, a harder turn, and hoofed it down Maple Street. It was different. Walking through the small glade of trees. Walking up from the dark side of David’s house and climbing up the back wall. That was fun, and secret, and safe. The front lights were still on. The living room was all lit up, though empty..