Lovell was the youngest teacher the school had been able to get their mitts on in a long time. He had been fresh out of college when he had arrived tw...o years ago, at the ripe young age of twenty-three. Now, he was the even riper age of twenty-five, and he certainly looked it; his brown hair was trimmed and neat, his angular face bearing signs of only the thinnest amount of stubble, his hazel eyes sharp in the light. And that was just his face.Sticking to the teacher dress code, he was often. He loves me naked – all the time, and our first time was no exception. Once he had my go-ahead, I was down to my very pretty bra and panties in the blink of an eye, but they didn’t last too long either. His electric kisses were moving now, tasting the rest of me as his hands moved everywhere, until he settled between my legs to kiss my weeping pussy. Maybe kiss isn’t the right word, because although he did a lot of that, he did so much more. He drank, feasted and made love to it, to me in a way. There's a big refrigerator, a small chest freezer, the stove works great, and it even has a dishwasher. There is a laundry room downstairs on the first floor. It's a quarter for the washers and two dimes for the dryers. So, are you two interested?"Julie said, "I'd like to see it first, but yeah, it sure sounds good. Brian would be the one to move in. I don't have a job like he does." Brian, what do you do, and what are you studying?" I work over at Hardee's, and I'm trying for a computer. ‘I wonder if he’s hung.’He finishes, gets a beer, and joins Lynn on the deck in the shade.He’s still visibly upset, “You’ll never guess what happened.”He tells her about the conversation with Pete.“He said that? I guess I should have been more discreet.”“Yeah, he said that. I can’t believe you were in your robe and kissed Chris with the door open.”“In my defense, I was still turned on. I wasn’t thinking. How was I to know someone was watching?”“I’m not saying it’s your fault. Just be more.