Zimmer was a delightful woman and I usually enjoyed time spent speaking with her. I had dated her niece years ago. She never failed to bring that up a...t these parties. She must have noticed I wasn't giving her my full attention."Dave, you're not very good for my ego. You're barely paying any attention to my clever observations, let alone my numerous anecdotes. Becky is quite capable of taking care of herself," she allowed. "Loraine's husband might as well try pissing up a rope." Mrs. Zimmer!" I. I was not expecting that any of this was going to happen."I pulled her to me and held her trembling body next to me then told her, "Honey it's OK! I could have stopped it but, and I thought I would never say this but, I enjoyed watching you."She looked up at me and said, "WHAT?"I looked her square in the eyes and said, "I never would have thought so either. You are so sexy and watching you fuck those guys and knowing you were getting off on it. I was hard the entire time. In fact if you liked. "He said, "Well, Monday you surprised me when you had lunch for me whileI plowed. I know you like me don't know how to cook every dish and whatI cooked is what I learned from mom."She said, "Fair enough."She got up and said, "Let me show what I did."He looked as she pointed out where the weeds were pulled and than sheshowed him the vegetable garden and was impressed with the corn that wasgrowing the tomatoes , the okra, squash. and the watermelon and all theother vegetables that were. That’s Latin, isn’t it? What does it mean?” I asked her. Samantha smiled. “It’s the school motto: ‘Dominance or Submission.’” “Very appropriate,” I swallowed nervously. Samantha laughed.“Well, you’ll get used to it. Anyway you won’t need the blazer except for formal occasions.”I looked at myself in the mirror. The skimpy schoolgirl uniform and high-heeled shoes showed off my legs, to the extent that one could see my bottom peeping out beneath the edge of the plaid skirt. It was extremely sexy,.