Thanks, Tony.” Jerry raised the divider again.We sipped our champagne some more, and then I got this truly wicked idea. I gave Jerry a sly smile. �...�Do we have to be anywhere at a specific time?”“No, not really.” Jerry looked at me curiously.I grinned wickedly at him. “Ever, you know, done it in a limo?” I waggled my eyebrows at him.Jerry’s eyes opened wide, and he smiled. “Not in many a long year.” He smiled again, then hit a small toggle switch on the door. “Tony?”“Yes, Mister V?” came from a. Katie realized after a moment that it was her own reflexive motion that had pushed her in, as her body begged for more. Petra seemed only too glad to give it to her, leaning down and sucking Katie’s nipple and angling her hand upward. Katie’s orgasm rolled over into another smaller climax as Petra slowly pumped her fingers in and out, cupping and massaging her free breast. She leaned back and shivered all over, trying not to moan too loudly and losing herself in wave after wave of pleasure. . I worked my way down her neck as well and cupped her ample breasts in my hands. Still kissing down her body, I unbuttoned her shirt, and her perfect breasts were released from her top. Her nipples stiffened as I flicked my tongue across them and gently sucked on them. She began to moan ever so slightly as I lightly nipped her pert nipples. Her hand traced up my leg, and she felt my arousal grow through the fabric of my pants. She found the head of my cock and gave it a slight squeeze through my. No reserves. No defenses. That's probably why I went to the door when the bell rang. If I had been in my senses, I would not have opened it.My student teacher, Renae Lambe, was standing on my doorstep in tears. Shit. "What are you doing here?" I asked."I'm glad to see you, too," she said sarcastically. She wiped tears away with her right hand. She was still wearing her school clothes: sensible heels, dark patterned hose, and a pink sweater. Her skirt was black, tight, and cut well above her.