. are you always... mmmmm... this much into foreplay?" Yes," he said, and then reattached to her breast."Wow." She enjoyed his attention, and then rea...lized his hands were going for the snaps on her jeans. She lifted off of him long enough to slip her jeans and panties off. She sat back down, expecting him to continue on her breasts, but he had other ideas."Lift up," he said. She did, questioningly, and he scooted down, so that his mouth was underneath her pussy. He then pulled her back down on. . to my amaze she suddenly said "Awesome touch" which encouraged me to again get grip of her boobs.which shooted my body temperature high.then i pushed her seat back...to my amaze she started removing her clothes and said u can suck it and left no time to do the things as directed my teacher(in this situation it was like she was my teacher)then i kissed her on her wet lips and she was quite encouraging type she kept on kissing and liplocked me for a nice 1 min.. i was enjoying a lot then she. Cum was dripping down my face, my mascara was running and mixing in with it as it dripped down over my painted lips. I had to drive all the way home with that dried cum stuck to my face that night, and I spent easily over an hour in the shower once I returned home, using up all of my hot water in the process, but I didn't care. I just couldn't escape the feeling that I was missing a spot and would have a coworker notice it the next day at the office. I hated this man. I had to break free of his. All of this was drawing us closer and closer, subtly at first and then more noticeably. Her looks at me were longer and smokier instead of just fleeting glances. Unlike the six years before, she now never left the office without directly telling me when she’d be back, “in case there’s any work we need to do together.” She really is smart and pretty and I began to find myself inextricably drawn to her. We are both married but I could feel there was something happening between us that was.