My hard-on ached, strained, arched in its fabric prison. I could feel the pressure building, my desire intensifying, and my manners and resolve to be ...a gentleman teetering. Her touch felt so good. Suddenly she brushed against my encased member and I jumped, startled out of my reverie. “Oh, didn’t mean to scare you, city boy!” She laughed. “It seems you’re enjoying this as much as I am.” I looked into her eyes and saw deep pools of passion. Shaking slightly I reached for her, bringing her face. No, she wielded more soft power with a hands-off approach. Fear kept them in line with her, fear of what she could do to them and that she would get away with it.The hallways and the main stairwell were filled with students just loitering, meeting up with their friends while others were finishing up decorations to the spring dance before the first bell of the day would ring. The school's annual Spring Showcase to show off the students' talents to the talent scouts had taken place the previous. 'I love you.'Buzz. 'You don't know the meaning of that!''I do, I proved it to you didn't I?'Buzz 'You made me have sex with you, you blackmailed me!'Fuck! Where was this going?Then I heard not the tip tap of her shoes that I desired, it was the thud thud of heavy feet, and they were on their way to my bedroom.The door opened, in came my mother, with a face like thunder.'What is wrong with you, you perverted fuck!' she shouted. She threw the photos at me. Her beautiful eyes were even more. " Good," she said, and went to the telephone. Sure, Jean said, she could come right over and how was darling Glynn doing.Softly into the mouthpiece, Lorena said, "It's not him. It's my dad. I balled him last night and all day, and now we're ready for you." Wow!" Jean said. "You aren't putting me on? That big, sexy hunk of man--you swung with your own dad, too?" All the way," Lorena answered. "He thinks you're something else, by the way." I'll be right over," Jean gasped. "Where's your mom?".