Forget about the kiss. Anyway, we have to go.’ ‘We do? Where…?’ George was used to Down’s unpunctuality, and his utter lack of enthusiasm fo...r everything, but it still hurt when he forgot the important things–-and to George, who loved life and was bright enough to see the Big Picture, and the silliness of most things–-this was important. And he had forgotten. Bastard. Down saw the look that bruised her face, and sensed the abrupt mood shift from comfortable geniality into disappointment and. "We moved downstairs and as we walked my senses tingled with thethrill of what was happening. My stocking covered legs swishedas we walked along and I could feel the slight tug against thesuspenders.Over a pre dinner drink Lorna told me more of her research. "Joan said that if I loved you then your dressing could becomean exciting part of our life together. She told me about someof the things she got up to with her husband and in a way theyseemed pretty fun. She said that most cross dressers. " Linda," I sighed. "I-I-I-I'm sorry. I-I-I really shouldn't have." My cock was throbbing by now, my cheeks were burning, and my mouth was as dry as the Sahara."Sorry? Mr. Smith, if you don't keep me after school for being naughty, then I'll start bringing my porn mags back to class." She undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse and put both her feet on top of the desk, turning slightly so her naked cunt stared right at me. With one hand on her tits, she stuck the other between her thighs to. It was obvious that was her weak point because her hand fell away from his and he quickly pushed it inside her shorts. Seconds later, she arched her back and moaned and it was obvious his finger had penetrated her pussy. No Tim, she moaned. We cant, she pleaded but without conviction. Someone might see us. Tim broke off sucking on her titties and started kissing her again. As he did, his hand worked the opening of her shorts so he could get his hand farther inside and then he started fingering.