She didn’t need temptation in her life right now, when things were going so good for her. Well… professionally anyway. Her personal life was anoth...er matter. She went to the shower and quietly masturbated under the stream of warm water, thinking about Mrs. Foster’s soft skin, and pretty face. * Lindsey woke to the sound of the shower running. All at once the crazy events of the previous day came crashing in on her. Oh… shit. I fucked two students. I fucked two students. What the fuck were you. I wanted to savor it, to live it over and over again. His lips touched my nose and my eyes flew open suddenly aware what a fool I must look like standing there eyes closed and lips half pursed. He wasn’t looking though, his eyes were closed as well and his forehead leaned into mine before he opened them. This close looking into his eyes seemed more intimate than anything I’d done with my last boyfriend. I turned and lead him into the house by our still clasped hands. ‘You can put your bag. She dropped to her knees in front of my and looked up at me with her hands pressed together begging me. Please dont take it away daddy I will do anything. Please!! Something inside me broke. I knew I had to fuck her one way or another. Im not sure what it was, but maybe it was the fact that her face was already covered in my cum and she was on her knees in front of my hard dick. Fine…on one condition…tell your friend to go home for today and you and I are gonna go for a little drive. She nods. I've heard that being a Gasman or other such utilities person often bring about good sightings like that but this was her first real adventure.I sat on the sofa waiting for her to come back and when she did she was breathless."Oh my God," she said, "I don't believe I just did that." Tell me all about it?" I asked.She spread out on the sofa next to me, putting her head in my lap and stretching her legs out. Between the gap in her unbuttoned shirt I pushed my hand inside and cupped one of her.