I placed my hand on the island, jumped over it and landed like a cat and ducked into the recessed space under it and froze.She walked in and said “P...eter?”She stood there and I heard her mumble and she walked over and I knew she was trying the food. Now, I realized I was hiding from her. My dress, heels, underwear, everything is in his room. My purse... oh shit my purse was sitting next to the coffee table on the floor. I didn't know if I should run or what. Then my mind shifted again. Who the. She was almost as tall as I, but she moved with sinuous grace while I, nominally the teacher, seemed to lumber. I was smitten, and Inge knew it. She accepted it, sometimes with easy grace, at others with a pronounced show of indifference.I had recently completed my apprenticeship. Although wages were low, I was living at home and now had some money to spend. During the next six months or so, Inge and I saw much of each other. I, anyway, thought that we were going steady. We went to the pictures. A few minutes later she walked out, looked very fresh, except she was still walking in a strange way, due to the sore pussy and ass she had from being fully fucked and over used, Tim had already arranged for a taxi to take her to her hotel suit, he sat her in the back seat whispering in her ear “happy? I don’t think you can be fucked again tonight, so I should leave you alone, but for sure once your husband leave tomorrow, I will come check on you, may be give you a massage and a nice gentle. The thing that bothered me the most was how it squelched the euphoric feelings I had felt before getting to school.My mind had been filled with the memories of our night of blissful love making. I wallowed in the feeling of love and tenderness JR had given me when we made love. He was so gentle, so loving, so wonderful, that I didn't think anything could interfere with the way I felt, but I was wrong.The entire day, I listened to the kids praise JR for beating those three bullies. It was hard.