I started liking her but I was not sure if she likes me or not, she was happily married good financial condition and a complete family, then I decided... to ask her for a chat, I ask and she got ready, while having chat I told her “I love you”,she didn’t replied for some moment but afterward she told u know what r u telling, I just replied that I was joking and finished the topic. I was confused what the next day will have for me next day after tuition she asked me what I was telling in the chat. With my hand between your legs I can feel you, how hot you are and the dampness that has soaked through the material. I slowly trace a finger across, feeling you swell as you push down slightly to increase the pressure of my hand. I start to finger you through the material, your warm slit, wet and swollen, waiting to be entered.Rolling over, you face me. I move my hand and slide it up your belly and cup your breast as we kiss hard for the first time, your pert breasts topped by hard stiff. Oh fuck… I can't. I can't do this. What if… what if I just started touching myself? No, that's totally inappropriate. Is it? Oh god I want to. No, she'd fire you. Would she? Stacy's young, tight pussy throbs warmly beneath her skirt. She can feel it emanating heat against her thighs. She thinks about subtly moving her fingers down her waistband to relieve some of the tension boiling inside her. No. You can't. She made you promise not to touch yourself, remember? Oh fuck! "Thank you dear, that. " She drugged the last word out and put a sickening emphasis on it. "I know they will generously give to the college and the house if you hosted a little party at the hall." She slowly walked me backwards till I was up against the hall table. She chuckled low as my ass bumped the table and the lamp teetered then leveled out with a thump. "Erin..." she hissed don't you miss this? She slowly moved her hand down to my hips and pushed them hard against the table. Then with one swift motion she.