Twice my math teacher caught me day dreaming. Little did she know what thoughts were running through my mind. I wondered if Emily was having the same ...problem.I was so happy when the final bell rang and we all headed out for the buses. I saw Emily talking with some friends and when she looked over at me there was no sign that she was ready for another go. She simply looked at me and then turned away.Twenty minutes later we were getting off at our stop. There were several kids who also lived in. And I knew her. Jill was my English Lit teacher from my school. She was short, married, had a Texas accent, and in her mid fifties. A little petite lady with a lot of energy but also looked kind of old and not someone I would expect to see at a sex swing event. We all got introduced and everyone started small talk. Jill grabbed and took me to the bathroom. "Kenny, you are the last person I expected to see here. You can not tell a soul about this." Jill said as she undid her shirt then dropped. Tumbling out of bed Al comically makes motions as if to backhand Peg but remembering why he's woken up early in the first place. Rubbing the side of his abused face he watches Peggy as he slowly backs up to the door, as he does Peg slowly rolls over and starts to kiss her pillow she murmuring, "Oh Al..." A look of despair and anguish crosses Al’s poor face his shoulders falls, with a sigh Al shrugs then remembering again why he's gotten up so early in the first place he grasps the door handle. . I looked at the stranger opposite me, his eyes were closed as I described me sitting there covered in semen, 'As it came out of solution and separated, 'it was running down my body in little rivulets, re-converging atop my thighs, forming a little pool of seminal fluid on my vulva, which at that age was quite prominent, 'The moment I opened my legs to move, I felt it cover my vagina as if the dam had burst', and at that point I just stopped talking, and withdrew my hand from his erection.His.