“Mr Randell, you’ve been warned before about public displays of affection,” said Mrs Crocker. “I’m giving you a one hour detention starting ...now. Please go and wait outside my office while I think of something suitably demeaning for you to do.”An hour’s detention meant I wouldn’t be able to take the minibus so I’d miss the race. “But...” I started to protest.“If you object, I’ll double it,” threatened Mrs Crocker.I looked at Eugenie. Why wasn’t she saying anything on my behalf? After all, she. My father had a sister named Jaya aged 40. She is very hot and looks a lot younger for a woman of her age. Her husband got paralyzed in an accident two years back. They had no children and because of that I used to help her in shopping and household chores whenever I got time. She had a great body and she doesn’t care about her dressing in home. Whenever I am in her home I used to ogle her boobs and navel which were very sexy. I knew she didn’t have sex in a very long time because of her. I don't know if it was all the shit I had going into my mind with the filthy things on the TV or the magazines, and fuck books. Or the fact that I was just horny because I all of a sudden, I craved cock, yes not a penis or even a dick, I wanted a hard stiff cock to fuck me and to fuck me till I climaxed again.It seemed that for almost 24 hours my mind has been bombarded with sex, not just normal sex, but his sick, kinky type stuff. Unnatural sex, sex with more than one man, sex with man after. "Hey, Warren," she said as she stepped into my yard. Her pizza delivery uniform was long gone - now she wore a pair of denim shorts cut to the tops of her thighs and a tank top."Hey, you made it," said Jill as she joined me."What the…?" I asked."Carrie's here for her tip, right, Carrie?" Jill said. "I told her you had something way, way better than money. Do you want to change for a swim, Carrie?" Yeah, I can go to the pool house. You sure I'm not interrupting?" What do you think, Warren. Is.