He didn’t know what it was, a shampoo, a lotion, a perfume? She smelled like the best of summer. It was the smell of a warm breeze that had collecte...d subtle hints of all the local plants, combined with that first breath of sea air when you get out of the car during the season’s first trip to the beach.A long tendril of her hair had come to rest against the left side of his face. It tickled him there like a fly crawling over him and normally he would’ve brushed away anything that irritated him. With your legs open as wide as they can be, my right hand begins to travel down over your stomach, over your belly button to the top of your black panties. It slips under them but then comes back up to your breast.As my right hand comes up, my left goes down, slipping into the top of your panties, but not touching you. It then comes back up to your left breasts and squeezes as I gently nibble on your right shoulder.I can feel my cock hard in my shorts and it's wet on the end - precum and all. She also took off her shoes and begin to massage her feet against oneanother. “Sore?” I asked. “I know some man invented high heels,” she said with a laugh. I reached over and took one of her feet into my lap and begin to massageit. “Oh, that feels better,” she said. I worked until I had massaged both her feet. All through this we weretalking about all kinds of things, until we got to the topic of sex. We talkedabout our first times,. One day I came home from the school I teach at. The instant I walked in the door, I knew something was wrong. I called out, no answer. I went upstairs, no one was home. I was at odds for a moment, then I stepped to Lee’s closet, and I knew. She was gone. No warning, no word, nothing… I called my student, Carey. No answer. I had known for some time that Carey and Lee had been having an affair, but since I had been there for the first session I wasn’t even bothered by that. Our sex life was fine,.