What’s wrong, sweetie?” Rachel watched the girl slowly walk into the office and she followed, closing the door quietly behind her.The young PE Mis...tress watched as the girl placed her school bag on the floor and sat down on a chair before she placed the bundle of files and papers she had in her hands on her desk in front of her. Rachel sat down behind the desk opposite Amy.“So, lovely. What’s the matter today?” Rachel Whitley smiled sweetly.Amy Markwell was in full Oscar mode. She sat in silence. I could only see a lump of huge meat crumpled in a bulge inside the tights he wore under the gym shorts. Oblivious to my activity down on the bench, he was explaining that he had put some little weights on the bar and if I could not even do a couple repetitions with that; he would adjust. Looking directly into his crotch, that was less than a foot away from my face; I gripped the bar; realizing that the closeness of his crotch was delivering heavy musky smell over to my nostrils. The smell and. The rock of the chair was clearly hard and strong, mostly likely igneous or metamorphic. The hot lube reminded her she wasn’t here just to browse. She was on a mission with limited time. Dr. Graebel surprised her as she started looking at the labels. ‘Hello Sue, you seem like you are looking for something in particular,’ he said in his soft, smooth, voice. Dr. Graebel was an institution of his own at the museum. He was the only remaining adjunct scientist brought in during the last major. Anson smiled at me, asking about going fishing on Friday.Just then my sexy wife came outside, when she heard us.Anita was wearing her light green bikini, as she had been sunning herself at the back yard.My lovely wife greeted Anson and asked me if I could drive her to Camilla’s house.I looked at her and said she should get dressed; but Anita laughed, saying she had all she needed in her bag.I sat down on the car and opened the passenger door for her; but Ana looked at Anson and both of them.