It was as if she enjoyed teasing me during the special class.She would wear the overcoat during the regular class and obviously nobody noticed her sex...y attire which she hid underneath.I really had to adjust my cock by putting my hand inside the pants while she sat next to me so that she wouldn’t see my boner. I did it when she was looking away. Her tummy was sweaty and I was getting tense worrying about myself losing control and crossing the line with her.I accidentally knocked her pen off the. The feeling of the lacy panties around my cock, always got me off, but better still, the silky feel of her neglie against my skin topped it off.never wanting to admit my little fetish to her, I only had the chance to dress up once a fortnight and i always made the best of it. Searching under the drawer of our bed i found the dvd i wanted. Lying on the bed I watched the film, getting off to the point of seeing a woman dress up her hubby and forced to suck her lovers cock.I slowly wanked myself. " Kim lifted up her briefcase. "And more work tonight. Listen I know we talked about having sex but..."Glen leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Shhhh. Don't worry about it."His wife smiled and said, "Thanks hun. Don't worry. I've blocked out work for your birthday. I'll make it up to you then." Speaking of late nights. Tomorrow I'm meeting some guys out in the city so you are on your own for dinner." Glen went back to the stove and stirred the pot.The Green Mill was a small, dark bar. A jazz. I couldn't believe how incredibly intense was the heat that enveloped my shaft as I burrowed deeper with each new stroke. She seemed to be stuck; repeating the same thing over and over, although I didn't mind one bit:"YES! YES! YES!" and so on, as I sought to bury more of my rod into her until my balls finally met her wet pussy as they slapped against her labia again and again. Incredibly she interrupted her "Yes" litany long enough to look back my way, and ask:"Is that all you got, mister?" .