No. NO. NOPE! It must be the fumes Ally. Yes, definitely the fumes from working in the damn garage all day. Imagining things. Yes. My imagination. Of ...course. Fumes. I’m going to slide this dolly back under this Supra and he’ll be gone. Yes. Okay. Okay?” I watched her slide herself back under the car and sit there for about half a minute as I set down my bag and crossed my legs while leaning on her car. She muttered something about “blasted imports” as she tinkered for a couple seconds more. I was starting to getantsy. I slid from my clit to my lips gently inserting one finger and starting moving up & down. It was only seconds before I had to have more.I took my other hand and started pinching my nipples & squeezing my tits. Thinking aboutyou can be very intoxicating. I pictured the twoof us, lying on a blanket in the countryside. The trees were swaying and the birds were singing.It is the most beautiful place in the world at thismoment. I am lying on my back with my right. I crawled on the bed and laid on my back. "On your hands and knees, slave," Amanda said, the crop stinging on my inner thigh. I rolled over and assumed the position.She got on the bed and she started to touch my butt. Her fingers were probing my taint and my ass. "I think it's time you got to feel how I feel when we make love," Amanda said. She struck me across the ass with the riding crop. I jumped as it left a big welt on my ass cheek. My cock was so hard. I wanted to turn and rip her panties. Her abilities and hard work should be enough. There were, however, many brilliant high school Biology teachers. She hoped for more than that. How expensive could be her self-respect? Was it just foolish pride that demanded the surrender of all that she hoped and worked so hard for? She asked herself ‘why not?’ Surely, she was no virgin and had no lover at the moment. She had been in bed with a dozen men. On another occasion, a date regaling her with such a fine night out might be one invited.