He felt a surge of adrenaline pump through his veins. The ladykiller knew he would have his dick inside this cougar in one hour or less.Nicole took a ...long drag and blew out a big smoke ring. She played footsie with him, the tip of her open-toe sandal stroking his leg“And you call this ‘clearing the air?'” he asked with a devilish wink.“Funny,” she smiled. “So in relation to air-clearing, I have a confession. I did hear you making noise last night.”“And...”“And I could tell Bob about what I. Grown, you are basically a man and don’t remember such things... or don’t think they are important.”“One month?” PLATO said, sounding confused. “But you’ve worked here for over four years... and you started on August eleventh.”“What happened one month ago tonight?” Marcella said firmly, staring intently at the monitor which echoed PLATO’s words in neat white letters against a blue-green background.“Oh,” PLATO replied, “that was the night I implanted you.”“In more ways than one,” Marcella said. It will be the first one that I can give away of my own free will. And I can’t get pregnant that way, can I? At my age, I’d have to think long and hard on the subject of impregnation, wouldn’t you say?”“Yes, yes, I would like to fuck your ass while calling you that, Aunt Margie. As my sweet sister noted, it will be more fun in bed. Maybe she can fuck your ass, too, with a strap-on dildo. And maybe you can fuck hers ... and mine. And she can fuck mine, but that’s getting ahead of ourselves,”. I continue to arrive early and her game of seduction intensifies each day. I am at my wit's end, her teasing and flirting are driving me crazy! Her wheat colored hair dangles just below the gentle curve of her shoulders. The white dress shirt with the cuffs rolled up gives a hint of the hidden treasure within. The white knee-length satin skirt accentuates Ms. Winkler’s slender hips and that perfect derrière. The white four-inch stilettos complement her attire.At the end of class, Ms. Winkler.