Aaaaaaaahhh.”I wanted to have even more intimate sex with her, so I dipped my cock fully into her pussy locking my waist against her waist and slowl...y lowered my body and lied over her body taking my hands off her soft boobs, slowly swiping it over her rough underarms, pushing my arms underneath her and hugged her tightly.Fathima Ma’am also hugged me tight with her broad and fleshy arms rubbing my back sensually with her soft hands. We had some really tight and intimate sex as literally stuck. I found your credit card slip in your suit, you arsehole.”“What slip?”“For your hotel room on the night you celebrated your promotion!”“That was to pay for the meal, champagne for the guys, honest, babe, and came home early, I bought you home chocolates and flowers, remember sweetheart?”“You lying, cheating bastard, and you didn’t use the credit card I knew about, you used a different account, spending money I didn’t even know you had. I saw the statement, Wayne!”“Oh! You opened my mail, MY. She hesitated at first, but after a couple seconds I began to slide my fingers down her stomach. Our tongues were dancing as I slowly slid my fingers down her tights, and rubbed her sex through them. She jumped in ecstasy, and backed away."We can't do this Daniel, its illegal,” She reclined on the desk. “Teacher-Student relationships can't happen."I didn't say a word, and jumped between her legs, pulling her legs up around me. I fondled her double D's. They were so perky. I slowly lifted up her. Despite that, I didn't expect to hear back having zero experience and being too young and too temporary. I only had the summer free, after all.Since it was Sunday morning I was more than a bit surprised to get an almost instant email back. Didn't this guy work normal hours?I quickly scanned through the message, then read it again more carefully. It wasn't instant rejection. He wanted an interview/audition. Physically challenging work, blah blah, only a few have the necessary attributes, blah.