Macy was reliably informed that Miss Brittan was having a torrid relationship with Mr Lean, the maths teacher, although there were so many rumours abo...ut affairs sometimes it was hard to tell what was real and what was fantasy at St Catherine’s. ‘Looks like he’s here,’ Macy said to her friend, Fay, as a red Mini roared into the car park, and a tall young man with an unruly mop of blonde hair got out. There was a tangible sense of barely suppressed excitement when Miss Brittan entered the. I couldn’t believe it was ten already. ‘Where is this party anyway?’ ‘It’s at Bruce’s house. His parents are gone on a business trip.’ I could hear the smile in his voice. He acted like he’s never been to a party before. ‘There’s supposed to be alcohol,’ he grinned. I turned and looked at him. ‘So, that’s your plan? You’re trying to get me drunk to seduce me?’ ‘As I recall it doesn’t take alcohol to seduce you.’ I took in a deep breath when feeling his hand on the inside of my thigh. He was. Well for those who have followed this erotic adventure, i was left sitting in the adult cinema jerking my throbbing cock, as my wife Pauline and my lady friend Dianne were hard at it cunt lapping eachother.My astonishment came wehn suddenly i felt another hand on my laready over excited penis.I tunred to find a guy had sat himself next to me, his pants were down, his cock was out, hard and thick and with his left hand he was stroking away whilst his right hand was now helping me - well to say. Middle Eastern marriages tended towards family and clan relationships, and the word cousin was used in more than a few instances to simply mean a distant relation not in the immediate family. Either way, it wasn’t my business. I opened my desk drawer and pulled out my check book and wrote out a check roughly the equivalent of a year’s salary to the young man. “Here, Ahmed, this should at least get you started on your path to poverty.”He stared at the check, open mouthed, and then thanked me.