....One night he & I and Michelle were out & about in my car. Michelle & I were constantly frisky, and easily hot & bothered. We did something sexual ...at least 6 days per week. We could always suppress our horny personalities when in the company of others. But Alan was a special friend, and I guess it was only a matter of time until that friendship became extra special for all 3 of us.I was driving and Alan was in the backseat. After eating and just riding around for a bit, Alan showed us a good. She found that she preferred the summer sports because then she could wear less clothing, and show off more to whoever was watching. The beach, for swimming and paddle boarding, turned out to be her favorite.She was a bit disappointed in the fact that Bob never showed much of an interest in joining her, but understood that his focus had to be his job. Besides, after some consideration, she thought that maybe she wouldn't be quite so comfortable parading around in front of all of the other men. “Oh shit,” she mumbled. She thought back to her spanking and realized that Mr. Williams must still have her damp panties. She was embarrassed but even more aroused thinking of Mr. Williams touching them, maybe even masturbating with them. The more immediate concern was how to get through the next class without anyone noticing that her panties were missing. Cassie was one of the last students to Mrs. Jackson’s art class and had to sit on one of the front stools. The classroom was a large studio. As I looked around I realised I had a gaggle of monitors, most of which were portable on individual wheeled stands, and very few of which I could comprehend. I was almost afraid to know what had been going on with my body while I was away.A nurse bustling by gave a high pitched squeak when she saw me sitting upright, pulling angrily on the tube in my nose. She pushed my hands away, but it was too late - the stupid thing was out, and after a moment of coughing and gagging I felt much better. She.