As she advanced toward the back of the room where the troublemakers sat, one button after another would magically come undone. The teacher would look ...out the window for a second or would twist as she walked, ostensibly to better navigate the lab tables, and when she turned again another couple of inches of skin would be bare. By the fourth row of tables in the back her lacy bra was clearly visible, propping up two succulently massive orbs of soft flesh – and she always, always, always found. Take your time, my little Hot Wife.”I fell back onto the pillow and took a lot of deep breaths as my memory began to return, the extraordinary images rushing in on me in a tsunami of astonishment and disbelief.Had I really done all that? Said all that? Enjoyed all that? Had I really been that woman?“Want some tea?” Pete asked casually.“Please,” the one-word reply was all I could manage.He jumped to his feet and a few minutes later brought a steaming cup to the bedside. I sat up again and sipped. "Not yet you're not!" he barked, reaching back and grabbing her arm. Cherry squealed as she rolled over the couch, the top of her body upside-down between his legs as her ass was perched on his thigh. "You worthless little whore!" He snapped his palm down on one cheek, then another. "You selfish, tawdry, tardy little TART!" He used his free hand to jerk up her panties, wedging them up and exposing her flesh as he continued swatting. Cherry grabbed his ankles, wincing with each smack. He was. Interesting to us, and seemingly to my grandmother, but hardly the stuff of grand literature.The initial pleasantries over, we went to the kitchen to help get dinner on the table. Fetuccini with shrimp and green chile cream sauce, one of my favorites. I know it sounds weird, but shrimp and green chile are both common in Mexican cuisine, and fetuccini - well, lets just say I'm a cosmopolitan eater. We washed it down with a nice honey wheat beer. It is easy to see why I'm always fighting my.