Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ï>¿Monica bySZENSEIÂ(C) Monica 53: DAMMIT DUTCH! 6:01 PM...late by one minute! Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! "ENOUGH ALREADY!" Coach Marion Murray answered the front door of her extravagant home already aggravated by who was on the other side. Shocked at seeing sweet young hottie Monica Gift outside on the welcome mat wearing only a red bow tied around her perfect body the lesbian jumped back smirking. So much for temperament! "Special delivery!" Monica giggles then turns to kneel down and bend over, "Gotta sign for it on the big dark line. Might have to turn sideways when you do it though. Here, I can solve that." Stretching out further on her side she hiked her ass in the air to emphasize her butt crack as the line mentioned. "Hope you have a pen. I know you don't have an Is." Now Marion was back to scowling, it didn't last long. She knew Monica liked to rib her about being a lesbian even though in all reality Monica Gift could care less. "Fucking A Gift! I hope my neighbors didn't see you...uhhh?" Marion realized something important. "Where are your clothes by the way?" There were no bags or folded clothing on the sidewalk. "Over at your next door neighbors. Bill's a nice guy. He's holding on to them until you're done unraping me." Not unwrapping! "Who the fuck is Bill?" "Bill Collector! I stuffed my clothes in your mailbox." She laughed, "I even put the flag up. Almost said fag...you get the drift." "None of that!" Karla steps in behind her lover with a glass of red wine, Karla Hamilton was wearing a short robe and a studded pink collar around her neck that accented her shoulder length blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Marion in all black from slacks to button down silk shirt complimented only herself, she was not the dressy in fashion type. That was what Karla loved about her mate, she being a home interior decorator as an occupation confined her normal decorating endeavors in the home, not on her partner in crime. "It's good to see you again Monica." "Hi Fluffy. Love the spiked collar. Cherry blossom robe is sexy too." "You told her my...pet name? So evil!" She kissed Marion on the cheek. "Come on in." "Kind of hard using a strap on to do that isn't it?" Monica was testing her waters on what they could tolerate. She herself really didn't have any desire to be bi-sexual but she was a woman of her word. Fort Lauderdale was not escaping her grasp. "Say that when I sit on your fuckin' face Gift." "Yikes! Don't be asinine Marion." "Oh I'll be givin' that sweet ass of yours Baby's full nine, ten even." "Don't scare her." Karla worried at her lovers aggressive overtone. "Not even!" Monica rolled her eyes and wiggled on into their home exploring. "I have her by the ball gag." "Like hell you do. Come on Gift you're just acting out to get your way with Janson. If he wasn't so spineless in the long run you'd never get away with half your crap." "MARION!" Karla came to Monica's defense. "Don't..." A dark glare out of Marion and her pet fell silent. A glance at Monica let her know how sorry she was for her Mistress and her ruthless attitude. "Don't sweat it Fluff." Monica twirled in step and marched over to Karla and reached her hand up under the micro robe, rubbing Karla's bottom. "By 9:00 I'll own you too." Karla bulged her eyes at the confidence Monica possessed, if she were older it might feel genuine, but with their age gap being 13 years, Monica 18, Karla 31 the possibility of that was slim. Marion was right it was just an act, but one she was getting good at making real. "Dang! Now I know why the Coach calls you Fluffy." Lifting the robe to check out Karla's ass, one that had a nice meaty twerking shape with plenty of jiggle room. "Touch your toes." Marion scowled but found Karla's reaction amusing enough to give her blessing. "You heard the mini Mistress...touch those bright red toenails." An instant response from her true owner by choice and decision Karla held her wine glass in one hand and touched her left foot with the other. In her lurching over her crack expanded to reveal her butt pucker which looked well abused and a thick juicy labia. "Wag that ass Fluff!" Doing so her cheeks danced as well as that flagging labia. "Damn Dutch!" Monica puckered at Marion, "With friends like yours who needs enemas." Karla giggled at the girl's assessment. "We played around when she got home from work. I think you and your friends got my Mistress fired up." "Oh yeah? Tapping ole' Janson's butthole rev your engines Marion?" The Coach winced at Monica with gnashed teeth. Murray had not revealed her actions at school to her pet lover. "Don't remind me Gift!" She frowned at Karla, "I...cut a deal. Trust me it wasn't Lloyd to get me worked up." "Blame me! I suckered Dutch there into putting her baby thumb in the dam, not dame." "If you call me a dike I'm gonna feed you all that ribbon. Where did you get all that ribbon anyway, you raid your Momma's Christmas supplies?" "I did actually. My Mom is a holidayholic...alcoholic too. She's huge on Christmas and Halloween." "I love decorating on the holidays too." Karla remained touching her toes, neither Marion nor Monica had told her to stand up straight. "I love the holidays even more. Especially when I make Fluffy here shovel snow wearing only her boots and Santa hat. Candy cane sticking out of her sexy ass." Marion chuckled, Monica knew differently, it rarely snowed in central Florida. "Get up, you can bend over again later." Sighing Karla stood erect and sipped her wine. Turning in step she embraced Monica with her free arm draping it over the girls shoulder. "We've...fantasized about you since the car show. You should have brought your friend...the blond." "Lisa? I haven't spoken to her since..." She decided it better not to tell them that she and her Father Aaron Gift had become swingers with Lisa and her man Michael. "...I do need to call her, not tonight though. Another time maybe? Let's just get through this and see if I survive." "It's really not that bad Monica. Women...know how to treat women." "That right Fluffy?" Monica chuckled. "Before we go any further I need Karla here to confirm that Fort Lauderdale trade off for Spring Break." "I have a key here at home should Marion and I ever want to take a weekend road trip." "We do?" Marion cocked a brow, "How come that's the first I've heard about it? You sneaking off with another Bitch?" "Nooooo! Well, if Monica's free next weekend maybe." Karla giggled and hugged Monica from the side. "Would you like some wine?" "Uhhh? Underage drinker Fluff." Marion grumbled. "Does it matter? You and Big Baby are my designated drivers." "I guess that's true. I'll grab her a glass...only half full." Why someone breaking laws would have a conscience over a glass of wine was beyond everyone. While Marion stepped away Karla escorted Monica into their living room. Taking a seat on the sofa to hug the left arm, Karla chose to put space between them and rest near the right arm of the couch. Sitting sideways Karla relaxed with her right leg up on the sofa cushion, exposing her cunt just to see Monica's reaction. With a sip of her wine Karla then untied her robe and revealed her full frontal beauty. "About time you came out of the closet." Monica giggled sitting sideways just like Karla with her own pussy primed for a pleasurable study. Using her ribbon carefully she tugged it up between her labia as if hiding it. "I meant your robe." "You are so adorable. I love your sense of humor." "I just have fun busting Marion's balls...I know they're hiding somewhere." "Ben Wa Balls! She loves it when I put them in her. Just between you and me." "Cool! I have a hunch in the next three hours there's going to be a lot to come between us." "If we don't scare you off I'm certain. You do know we're all friends here right?" "I'm not stressed Fluffy. This is a learning experience. The only girl I've really been with is Lisa. Small things with my friends but never all the way like her. I'm into big dicks and handsome guys who...secret?" "Of course!" "I love being tossed around and held against my will. Turns me crazy horny." "That's what I like about Marion, her aggressive side. She can be very loving too but I agree...make me beg." She giggled, her foot extended across the sofa to caress Monica's leg. "Foreplay?" "Just...getting to know you better." "Oh! In that case." Monica retreats her legs to move up on to her knees and crawl across the couch into Karla's body. Kissing her dead on the lips Karla found herself curling her legs under Monica to draw her closer. Chest on chest they made out like bandits. Returning with two glasses of wine Marion noticed their head start. Hovering behind the sofa back she watched them and ended up drinking both glasses of wine during their steamy get to know one another moment...ten minute moments...Marion went to refill all three glasses having taken Karla's before she lost her grip on it. Hand freed it was on! Fingers went into play, Monica locating Karla's pussy as they swirled tongues in French, Karla discovering Monica's butt pucker and dipping delicately. Her response was to tense up and roll their breasts around one another with zest. The intensity of their fingering brought Karla to a quick and greedy climax, Monica was rather proud of that outcome. Karla was very beautiful even being older. Monica of course was cute and youthful in every way. It was no wonder guys were chasing her like rabid dogs. Fingertips removed Monica fed Karla her juices discovering just how fond she was of her own taste. Returning the favor Karla brought her once embedded finger around to offer it to Monica. Knowing it was in her asshole she winced. "I'll pass." "More for me." Karla licked her finger and rolled her eyes back at Monica's sweet but flavorful taste. "Mmmm! Love it!" "I haven't quite got that into myself." She laughed as Marion returned once again. "You bitches done already?" "Just getting started." Monica winked. "Oooo! Wine!" Monica sat up on her knees and accepted her glass, Karla joining her. Once claimed Marion ventures to toast to an eventful evening. Glasses tapping to, "To taking Gift's ass." "To taking Marion's ass. Ever notice Man is inside MArioN?" "Oh my god! She's going to blister your bottom." Karla snorts. "Damn straight! I'm tired of all of your put downs over our sexual beliefs." "Oh chill out Dutch...at least I didn't say Butch." "She does have a point." Karla snickered. "I have a point for you Bitch." "Butch?" "BITCH! Dammit Gift!" Growling Marion guzzled her wine and set her glass aside on a coffee table. With nothing in her hands she marched around the sofa and picked Monica up, Karla swiftly taking her glass to avoid a spill. Tossing her over her shoulder Monica laughed at Marion's abrupt show of strength. "HE and HER in HERcules...HercuLEZ!" Monica busted up. The antagonizing made Marion slap Monica's ass enticing a yelp. "I warned you." Karla sat up and finished her wine in a single swallow. "You're no better. Hands and knees Fluffy." Marion barked, "Lose that fucking flower garden." "She loves you, she loves you not!" Monica chuckled. "Not helping Monica." Karla couldn't resist giggling even as she removed her robe abandoning it on the sofa. Easing to her hands and knees Karla found a shoe tapping her ass to get her moving. "BEDROOM...NOW!" "TO THE BEDROOM!" Monica blurted pointing at all directions having fun with her situation. Another harsh slap to her cheek sent Monica's legs kicking in the air wildly. Following Karla's wiggle all the way toward the bedroom Marion gripped Monica's thigh and located fingertips toward her pussy. "That's not the bedroom." Two fingers deep digging around her ribbons Marion knuckled her cunt up between her cheeks, thumb probing her asshole at the same time. "SHIT! TO THE BOWLING ALLEY!" Even Marion had to chuckle. "You know I'm gonna score Gift." "Wrong alley! Head out of my gutter." Monica rambled laughing, "Pinnies for my thoughts!" "Hold up Fluff." Marion advised her pet to halt in the bedroom doorway. Dragging Monica from her shoulder Marion womanhandled Monica and literally made her sit on Karla's back like a horse, her legs to both sides of her fancy ride. "Take our guest here to bed." "Giddy...YUP!" Monica grabbed Karla by her hair and drew her head back as if holding reins, her kneecaps gently pressing into the woman's dirty blond frosted locks. Marion took the time away from keeping Monica prisoner to kick her shoes off and begin undressing. At home there was no need for any bra so her 38C's were bouncy in transit. Shirt flung aside like discarding trash the Coach began to take her slacks off but only got as far as her top button, zipper withheld. As Karla reached their king size bed Marion whistled. "Far enough Fluffy." Retrieving Monica from her girls back Marion hurled Monica to the center of the bed, she bouncing on the black comforter. "Those red ribbons go with the blankets Fluff. I wonder if she has enough ribbon there to tie her to our bedposts." "If not I have plenty in my wardrobe." Karla giggled. "Please don't hurt little ole' me." Monica pouted playfully, "I'm a virgin." "Whatever!" Marion chuckled as she snapped her fingers at Karla then pointed at her zipper. Rearing to her knees she put her hands behind her back and leaned in toward the inseam of her Mistress. Teeth locating the zipper tab Karla drug the zipper down as far as the track would go. Nuzzling into Marion's pubes she smiled with adoration, also happy that she had groomed her Mistress the night before. If not Monica and her girls at school would have seen the forest for the tease, they already had. Petting Karla's hair as her slacks were tugged down Marion was now as naked as the others. "Down to the tube socks." "You can wear one of those on your schlong!" Monica laughed. "Oh no! I'm taking your holes baby back." Marion smirked. "Fluff? Fetch!" In reaction Karla crawled away to a small box in the corner of her room, one designed with cute kittens on it. Face only Karla retrieved another strap on, the big thick dildo clenched between her lips, belts dangling with a jingle of metal buckles. Shuffling toward her Mistress Marion took it and patted the top of her head. "Good girl! You're allowed on the furniture." A point toward the bed Karla softly mewed and crawled on top of the mattress to curl up with Monica. "Uhhh? I might just do that to Knave. The toy box thing that is. Cool beans Fluffy." "Meow!" Nails teased Monica's belly. "That's bigger than Big Baby." "One in every room. Never know when I might wanna Jill Off." Marion laughs. Instead of putting it on she sat it on the bed for later. Joining the ladies in bed Marion moved to Monica's right side opposite Karla on the left. Untying Monica's ribbons Marion pulled them away examining just how much length she had to work with. "Might be enough to tie your wrists. Fluff grab some scissors." A swift roll out of bed Karla went to their bathroom linen closet for a sewing kit and brought back a small pair of material snips. Awaiting her with a length of ribbon between both knuckles Marion let Karla splice the ribbon into two pieces. Once done Karla placed her scissors on the end table next to their bed. "I liked my ribbon outfit." "So did we Gift but the wrapping had to come off eventually. We like presents." Karla remained laying next to Monica while Marion bound Monica's right wrist to one of the headboard ribs between larger posts, there was no reaching the post with what lengths she had to work with. Once snug Monica's arm was outstretched over her head but outward atop pillows. Crawling over her waist Marion lay over Karla and cinched up Monica's left wrist before having to stretch across Fluffy. In doing so Karla kissed Marion's chest and wagged her tongue along her areola. It took awhile to tie Monica up, leaving Monica to roll her eyes. "Let's get this over with before I hurl." Monica spoke in her mind. Observing the lovers enjoying themselves she decided to antagonize Marion by lifting her foot up and dig her toes up inside Marion's butt crack as best she could with her waist twisting to compensate angles. Feeling a big toe in her wet snatch Marion grinned. "That's getting in the mood Gift. Just don't cut my twat with a nail." "Hey! I'm letting you two nail me...only fair I nail you back." "I think Gift here is jealous Fluff." Kissing her girl before departing Marion rolled back across Monica, her foot going with her until it slipped free of her crevice. Settling next to Monica with Karla on the flipside Marion just went for it sucking on Monica's right nipple. Karla enjoyed the left one. Warm hands caressing Monica's body made her arch her back and close her eyes. Picturing her friend Ryan on top of her saved her from torture. She missed her next door neighbor, friend, and ofttimes Master when he was in the mood. She needed to remind him of his... "Shit! Why am I wanting Ryan when he and April are trying to sort out the pregnancy thing? Ugh! Kyle...yeah I'll envision Ryan's brother fucking me. Darn it! I keep forgetting to get in touch with him about that guy Dillon from the park. They go to the same college so maybe I can hang with Kyle if I can get a ride over there. Trouble is Mom won't let me just disappear for a weekend. Great! Now I wonder if I'll be able to go to Lauderdale even by doing this. Chance I take I guess." Leaving her moral dilemma Monica began moaning, as if that were impossible when they had her hormones worked up. "Brock Quinones it is. Keeping it in the family." She whimpered as Marion moved down between Monica's legs and began eating her out. "Speaking of family...I wonder if my dad is going to try and seduce me again?" Anything to get her mind off the Coach putting herself in. Truthfully Monica hated sports! Karla continued kissing on Monica moving from her breasts down across her tummy with soft sensual pecks. Discovering goosebumps rising along with Monica's hips Karla smiled and winked at Marion who peered over Monica's bikini area at her girlfriend. A wiggle of brows let Karla know her Mistress was loving this young beauties cunt immensely. Gnawing at Monica's clit brought a yelp from little Miss Gift. Gripping Monica's ankles Marion lifted her legs up over her torso and Karla's head. Lowering her feasting angle Marion dug her tongue deep inside Monica's vulva as far as she could go, "Wag that tongue Fluff." Marion came up from air for a brief instant, Monica actually missing that tormenting tongue. Returning her face into Monica's drenched cunt Marion left enough room for Karla to crawl across Monica in a 69 position, her pussy molding right across Monica's yelping lips. "Picturing Lisa! Picturing Lisa!" Monica whined and just started licking Karla. Karla expressing just how good Monica's tongue was held off on lowering her chin toward Monica's clitoris. With Marion giving her just enough room to share her dessert it took a moment to realize her dream. Once coping Karla sampled the girls clit, kissing it, tugging it, licking it, as her forehead touched her lovers. Basking in their unified efforts Marion prompted Karla to place her arms over Monica's legs to hold her down across them. Abandoning Monica for the moment gave Karla more room to finger Monica's pussy to keep her active. Monica wished her own hands were free, she might be finding some vacation spots herself. Fart Lauderdale? Marion stood up and fastened her strap on dildo until snug and sturdy. Stepping away to her own nightstand she procured some lube and grease knuckled her Bigger Baby, this one called Big Ten due to her love of college football. At least there were no balls to drop. Easing back into bed she brought the lube with her. Grinning at Karla's expressions of ecstasy Marion moved in for the kill. Priming Big Ten's helmet up to Monica's cunt Karla removed her fingers, with her arms over Monica's legs it was tedious anyway. Sensing something big invading her space Monica paused in licking Karla enough to gasp and tell herself, "Whole student body boys. Whole student body boys!" She need that inspiration to survive this night. With Marion talking to herself out loud Monica heard the Coach say, "Dream cum true Baby." Nightmare for Monica! After fucking Monica a good three minutes Marion pulled out and taunted Karla's face until she looked up with her jaw wide. Perfect timing as Marion placed the wet dildo right into Fluffy's mouth, Karla sucking on it to enjoy Monica's juices. Denying her after a minute Marion pulled out and plunged back into Monica. Miss Gift was moaning hard and straining with her arms against the red ribbon bonds. Reflecting in her mind Monica pictured every guy that had ever fucked her to keep her senses in tune with not being a ladies gal. While sure this was overwhelmingly hot, she just wasn't into Marion. Karla now had possibilities! Out of Monica, into Karla, out of Karla, into Monica. Back and forth she taunted both women driving them crazy to the point of trembles and begging. Even Monica let her guard down knowing she was building to a nice warm hot tub on their bedding. "Fort Laundrydale!" Monica giggled to herself, "So going to ruin this black bedding." Moments later after a lengthy pounding without sharing with Karla, Monica came all over Big Ten. Squirting around the girth of her rubber assailant gave Karla plenty to lap up like a kitten. Pulling out slowly Marion chuckled. "Fuck we should have taken the covers off the bed." Monica had to laugh. "What's so funny up there Gift?" "I was just thinking about that. Had my mouth full sorry! Not sorry!" "Lippy bitch!" Letting Karla savagely lick up Monica's cum...aka kitten cream...Marion eyed the new kid in town's anus. Lubing the dildo again she tickled Monica's butt pucker. "Should have worn a plug Princess." "WHAT?" Monica yelped as Marion indulged herself in rectifying her fantasy, right up her rectum. Struggling due to tightness Marion had Karla drag Monica's legs higher. "OWWWWWWWWWWW! DAMMIT DUTCH!" "Take it like a Mistress Gift! You know you like it." "Besides the point. Big point! Never a dull moment!" "Fuck yeah Gift. I love watching Big Ten moving in and out of that cute little ass of yours. Isn't that gorgeous Fluff?" "Mmmmm! Yes it is." Karla massages Monica's clit, often patting it for nerve stimulation. In the pussy paddling Monica growled and bit Karla on the ass leaving marks. Dropping her jaw to wince at the teeth, then a kiss following it, Karla got revenge. Leaning forward she bit Monica's clit grinning at her getting even thrill. That was just before Monica returned the favor and bit Karla's thick labia. Breaking into laughter Karla excused herself and threw her leg over Monica's body to escape her ravenous new chew toy. Blowing a kiss at Marion, Karla twirled around to lay back over Monica to face her. A moment of eye contact led to more kissing, so steamy that Marion found herself hitting Monica's ass a little too hard. She could hear the girl's discomfort muffled by Karla's sweltering tongue movements. Slowing down not wanting to hurt the girl Marion closed out and pulled away the crown popping from Monica's pucker. Swift diversion the toy went right back into Monica's trickling cunt. "Wish I could say it feels good Gift, but I can't feel a thing." Marion laughed and nailed Monica until a second climax made her scream into Karla's mouth. With all the giving and no returning Marion opted to remove her strap on and toss it aside. "Break it up Lovebirds." She barked crawling over Monica and nudging Karla out of make out point. Once Karla pulled away from their intimate kiss with a tug to Monica's lower lip, she rolled aside. "Payback's a butch!" Marion mocked herself then sat on Monica's face. "Plug that dam Gift! We're going Dutch at this diner." As if Monica had a choice. The nightmares of Coach Marion Murray's sloppy cunt on her face would be a sure fire diet plan. "DAMN! She does have a killer tongue. Talk back to me now Gift!" She heard mumbles. Indecipherable! Moving behind Marion, Karla sat on Monica's waist and began kissing and massaging her lovers shoulders. Hands roaming around Marion found her breasts squeezed and nipples teased. A tilted gaze by Marion she kissed her partner equally as steamy as how Monica and Fluffy had made out. More mumbles...still a foreign language. Riding Monica's tongue Marion felt herself thriving on her emotions. Between her love for Karla and her lust for Monica Gift the boss was falling prey to her own needs for fulfillment, one that made her authority divert toward joy. Kiss broken Marion leaned forward over Monica's face and gripped the headboard. Feeling Monica's scalding breath on her clit Marion bit her lower lip to savor each tingle, each tender exhaust, the Coach was ready to snarl. Instead her growl became a deafening gust of lower case, "Fuuuuuuuccccck!" Dam broke! So much for the denizens below in the valley. Choking on Murray juice Monica kicked her feet on the bed to inspire a truce. Karla noting the rumbling behind her leered over her shoulder then patted her lover on the back. Marion still in quaking mode went white knuckle on the headboard and made certain she had drowned Monica Gift in her thigh tide. Convinced she was done Marion pushed away from her prison bars and crawled backwards until sitting on Monica's tits. "I gotta say Gift...you speak a mean French. Tickled even." "As long as you didn't oui oui on me." "Speaking of...I do need to take a leak." She starts to crawl back over Monica's face to her horror. Chuckling Marion retreats, "Relax I was only joking. Yo Fluff? Untie the chippie there and get her a towel. I really do need to take a..." "Hike? As in hike your leg?" Monica laughed and gagged at the same time. "Are you in any position to get mouthy about my preferences?" "Relax I was just joking...the sequel. Go before you flood the rest of Nevada." "Dame's getting boulder." Marion smirked and vacated the ruined comforter. "Reminds me we need to break out the Hoover. Forgot to vacuum today." "HA HA!" Karla shook her head grinning. Waiting until Marion had left the room Karla swooped over Monica's front and began licking her face. Monica giggled at Fluffy wanting to taste her lovers leftovers as much as she could. Dedicated to a fault! Almost! "I love the taste of my Mistress." "I could be your Mistress." Monica ran with her thoughts of mischief. The trouble is Karla paused to consider it. Looking toward the bathroom door she gnashed her teeth. "Don't panic I'm only messing with you." "I'm free on Thursdays." She whispered, "Yoga class." "Uhhhh? Okay! Maybe!" "Let me cut you loose." Ignoring the knots binding Monica, Karla reclaimed her scissors and snipped her free. Arms once again her own Monica stormed Karla wrapping both her legs and her arms about the woman. Lips locking yet again Karla just tossed her scissors aside and succumbed to the girls dramatic takeover. Hearing the toilet flush and hands being washed the ladies were forced to break up. Hesitantly Karla said, "Let me go to Lauderdale with you...without...Marion." "Okay!" With a devilish grin. "It is your house." "I love Marion but...I need more." "Don't we all." "I better get you a towel." She begins to crawl off of Monica when Monica eagerly topples Karla backwards on the mattress and sprawls across her body this time. Sucking her nipples and entwining fingers she kept Karla under her spell. Lifting away from Karla's areola briefly, she waited for Karla to lift her head and look her in the eye before a whispered, "MINE!" Karla began panting heavily. Seeing the strap on dildo next to them Monica grins and reaches out for it. Keeping Karla pinned beneath her she attaches the buckles and cinches it as tight as possible around her petite hips. Lurching up over Karla she adjusts the dildo to taunt the woman's pussy. "MINE!" Monica winces again then locates the dildo amid Karla's labia seeking refuge within her. Once inside Monica begins thrashing her hips up and down making Karla lose her mind. Bad enough she was contemplating an affair, now she was growing extremely fond of Monica's youthful ambitions. "Say it." Monica whispers. "Yours!" Karla expressed a yearning desire to jump ship. "When I want you you will come to me." "Yes...God yes!" "Good now cum on my cock." Monica giggled. While hitting Karla as hard as her body was capable Monica spotted Marion bringing that towel. Freezing to witness her lover being pounded and moaning harder than the norm Marion sneered. "I can't leave you two alone for five fucking minutes." "Your loss Big gay..guy!" Monica razzed Marion. Shaking her head at the kid's ignorance Marion twirls her towel and uses it to crack Monica's ass. "DON'T STOP HER!" Karla was closing in on a massive orgasm, her body shaking hard. Pausing before a second strike Marion simply watched as Monica destroyed her lover. In a maddening cry of, "MISSSSSSSSSSTRESSSSSSSSSS!" Fluffy shed upon her bed. Watershed that is! Digging her nails into the comforter as she convulsed Monica smirked and kissed Karla on the cheek leading to a whisper. "Stay with Marion...just wait for my call." Nodding was all Karla could muster. Rearing up on her knees Monica pulls out of Karla leaving her to caress her body in tune with her emotions. Unshackling the strap on Monica drags the dildo to her lips and sucks on it. "Tastes like the chicken that crossed the road." "Meaning what Gift?" "To get to the other's side. I think that's how it goes." A smirk toward Karla made the woman smile with her eyes. Tossing the strap on back toward Marion, Monica abandons the bed to stretch vibrantly then clutch her own breasts. "Been fun! It's almost 9:00 I better go. Long walk across town. Keep the ribbon. See you in school tomorrow." A final backwards kiss to Karla's lips leads to a tender moment, one that Marion swallowed dryly at. Peeling away Monica simply sticks her tongue out at Marion. "Bye Fluffy." Heels spun Monica Gift left their home. Marion had to clear her throat. "Wanna go another round?" "I have a headache." Of course she did. At the mailbox Monica retrieved her clothing which consisted of a grey cotton camisole, short blue jean hot pants, sandals, and her cellphone. Once dressed right there under a pole light she looked at the mailbox flag still up. "Ha! Male ordered that box." Still into guys. Monica 54: HIDDEN AGENDA "Me and my Shaaaaadow! Right behind you Dude." At lunchtime rebellious friend Toby Purl cornered Monica Gift in the hallway near her locker. He had questions that he needed answers to. Knowing her pretty well now that she was the craziest bitch in school he had a series of selfish ideas he wanted to see come true. Although funny as hell, no yearbook bullshit like she and Jimmy Newton were staging, nor about her friend Ryan Quinones not attending classes which was abnormal. This was all about him. "Hey Sexy." He directs with an air of suaveness. Caught off guard by his intrusion behind her Monica nibbled her lower lip while planting her back side against the lockers to face him. Wincing at his lowered gaze as he checked out her heaving she held her breath and stared at him with unblinking eyes. Her chest contained behind a fully covered yellow t-shirt, nipples pointing at him with deadly inspiration, he lost his train of thought. Easy for anyone to do around Monica, she was pure perfection and knew how to attract. "Shouldn't you be telling Lindsey that?" "I do all the time." He shrugs, eyes glued to her tits and mouth watering, "She knows I'm a free agent. The more we talk the more she understands me." "So, she's okay with you talking to other girls and ogling my tits?" She intentionally lifted herself higher on her tiptoes to bring her chest closer to his face. Girl had game! "She's cool. I told her she could date other guys too. Believe it or not Lindsey isn't jealous. We just get together now and then. Thanks for setting us up by the way." "Glad to help. Just know I never want to hurt Lindsey." Still on tiptoe she arched her back and stretched vividly arms to her side so that her left breast hovered a swollen nipple less than two inches from his watering mouth. "I respect her friendship. Heck, I respect all my new girl besties." She did, but this was just teasing. Toby chuckles, "All is right. Half the Senior class are in your entourage. Cool how you got Darius and Chey back together. Hell I think she's even cool with Thelma now." "The girls just needed someone like me to trip their triggers. Now that I have, I'd expect lots more exhibitionism from them. I just lead the pack." Alpha female or not she loved dick, and Toby was one most days so tormenting him was great fun. "Awesome! What about you? You're tapering off since that day you masturbated out by the flagpole in front of everyone. Now that you succeeded in getting the yearbook looking all skank under the Editors noses you lose your mojo? Letting the other girls steal your thunder nowadays?" He had no clue of her spending more time working with Principal Janson aka Knave. Since the Slave for a Day charity event she had warped the poor man's sensibilities. He whom appeared a Master was more in tune with being Monica's bitch now. He adored her so much he was risking his career to do anything and everything she commanded. Going so far as humiliating himself in front of more students than he bargained for, even Coach Marion Murray. He was putty in her hands. "Oh hell no! Queen slut nympho right here Buddy." She laughs jabbing him in the ribs playfully aiming for a wrestling moment that never came. "Just because I've been...busy doesn't mean I'm not all in to sin." He rides the playfulness with a smirk of hope, "I have a question." "Shoot! Right here!" She points at her face, then lowers her fingers to her swelling tits, then sneakily glides her hands to express her thighs. Finally she giggles, "All of the above...and below!" Grabbing her wrists to avoid further pokes to his ribs and abdomen he held her steady in hopes to garner a seriousness in her, this led her chest to press against his and their exhales attracting one another's breath. She nearly kissed him but he tilted his head back to glare down at her over the bridge of his nose, "Does Quinonas own you? I mean, I know he's dating that April chick but, you two still seem tight." "Not really. I guess Ryan is like my security blanket. I call him Master just to make him feel good. To be honest I just love it when he dares me to push my limits. Which I haven't discovered quite yet, if I even have any. Good for you guys." She chuckles, "I accept his dares because I know he has my welfare in mind." "So, if I dare you to do something you would?" He pauses without a breath. "I don't know Toby." She seemed hesitant on purpose to make him feel as if he were in a losing battle, "I just have a lot to lose if I get caught by the wrong Teachers. I've been really lucky so far." Pulling away from him to grip her right forearm with her left hand Monica posed with a concerned slouch. She wasn't going to inform him of her deal with Principal Janson for the remainder of her senior year which protected her craziness from ever really being punished. She knew who she could fully trust 100% even when she got dumb and did things in front of those less honorable. "I think you underestimate the student body here. Strange I know but you've rubbed off on a large amount of us. People respect your boldness. Don't be shocked when people defend you." "That's nice of them. And, I'm not shocked. We'll see. I might try something later. Spread the word to the trustworthy ones to watch my back if I do" She hesitates briefly, "Out of curiosity," She smirks, "What would you dare me to do?" That alone a dare! He shrugs, "I dunno. It was pretty freaking cool when you got naked in Morrison's class that day. Walked right out without him noticing." "Loved every second of that. That's a huge risk though. Even with guys blocking Morrison's sight of me." She didn't want to let him know that She and Morrison had already bonded. Safer to protect her teacher than put him under duress. Bonding was hardly problematic when she was firing on all cylinders. "What would you do if Morrison wasn't in the classroom?" "Got a plan to get him out of class?" "We can figure that out. What would you do if we could get him out for awhile? Like that day we watched the movie and you got Lindsey involved." She puckers, "I'd strip totally nude." "Done that. And?" He expects more. "What do you want me to do?" "Sit on his desk and masturbate for the entire class." "Been there, done that too." She frowns. "Be original!" Pondering further Toby shrugs, "Sex in class in front of everybody?" Her eyes bulge at the possibility, "As long as the girls in class don't create problems for me." As if and she knew it. Her besties craved her insanity and stood by her like Amazon warriors in heat. "I'll talk with them ahead of time." "How about something really crazy?" She ponders with an idea. "Like?" "Baby oil massage with the whole class rubbing me down?" "That would be killer. Maybe you could let everyone kiss your body." "Oooooh! Gotta lick it too." She shivers with flaring eyeballs. "I know I would. Even though baby oil tastes nasty as hell." "I'll consider it. Didn't I hear something from Lindsey about your birthday coming up?" "Yup! In two weeks. You're invited. Beer! Bonfire! You streaking!" "You know I would." She chuckled, "Let's make this birthday bonfire memorable. I can do something crazier than just streaking." "Can everyone eat my birthday cake off of you?" "That sounds fun. Sure!" "How about I light candles all over you and make a wish?" "I know what you would wish for." Laughing her chest bounces about, his eyes following those amazing nipples as if a cat chasing a laser pointer on a wall. "What would I wish for?" He smirks. "To fuck me silly." Nodding he agrees, "You read my mind. Can I?" "I guess we will see when you wish and blow out the candles." "What if I wished that you would fuck every guy at the fire?" Taken by surprise she fans her face with her hands. "How many are you inviting?" "Dunno. Forty? Fifty?" Monica drops her jaw, "Gangbang?" He winks at her, "I dare you." Eyes glisten at her recollection of Holly's Bar when she had Ryan's father Brock Quinones take her there, then he getting locked out so she was the only girl in the bar. That was her inspiration for this party deed, reliving that night was making her wet as hell. Add in the visions of all the boys, Toby himself included, jerking off over her in the schools Men's bathroom and smothering her in glorious cum. Her record was roughly 27 guys. Forty or more makes her shiver. Not from fear, but from the thrill. "Maybe! I might have conditions though." She eyes him with enthusiasm. "What kind of conditions?" "Cancel your current plans. I want to be the only girl there." He looks surprised, "Not even Lindsey?" "Nope. This would be something I would want to do alone." "So, keep it a secret?" Monica fidgets, feeling badly for Lindsey. She was suddenly going behind her back in a very selfish way. "Is that even possible?" She dims her hopefulness. "What about Ryan? If I'm not allowed to let girls come, Ryan, Holden, and Shane can't know or come to the fire either. That's my condition. No one can interfere." She puffs her cheeks. A big risk she knew but this thought was consuming her desires. Taking a deep breath she moves from the wall of lockers to once again stand body to body. Eyes looking up at Toby with lust she nods her commitment. "Condoms on everybody. No exceptions." "Deal." He agrees. Her thoughts running wild she squints feverishly at him, "Rip my clothes off me?" "You want raped?" His eyes study her with a curious wonder feeling as if she might just be fucking with him. "Gang raped. Everyone tears my clothes off. Besides it's not rape if I'm begging you to do it." "We get as rough as we want with you?" He counters. "No bruises. No black eyes. Hold me down and fuck me hard. Every single one of you." "Tie you up?" Her eyes stimulate with emotion. She was liking this idea already. "Yes." "Anal?" He winks. "Yes." "Skull fuck you one guy after another?" "Yes." "No safe word bullshit?" She shakes her head no without reservation, her cunt was wringing wet and on fire just picturing it all. The more they wheeled and dealed the hornier she got. He too was building a better mouse trap and ventured to pucker his lower lip. She was giving him a lot to think about. Monica goes a step further, clutching his t-shirt to drag him closer. "Does Toby want to be my Master on his Birthday?" He creases his brow at her offer and mulls it over in a single breath. "Fuck yeah." "Then, I will obey anything my Master orders me to do." A single finger teased his chest and moved South until tapping the tip of his erection. Swallowing harshly at her stern approach he nods, "For the whole weekend." She pats his crotch with both hands, then moved her hands up under his t-shirt raking her nails across his abs. He wanted to fuck her right there again her locker. She was not far behind in that desire but kept it casual. "Deal." Whistling Toby looks toward the ceiling at this triumph. He wanted to brag but knew if he did the fantasy might be pulled out from under him. "Swear you won't back out?" "Not even if I get grounded." She giggled with sparkling eyes. "Your parents still ground you at 18?" "They try. I don't listen." She giggled, "Rebel without her clothes." "I hear ya! My dad tries but I just roll my eyes and head out anyway. He just throws his hands in the air and gives up." "Lunch is over." Monica sighs hearing a bell ring. "I won't go back on my word as long as you don't. I want to have the experience of a lifetime. Don't even let my girls hear about it. Swear anyone you invite to secrecy. If there's a reason for me to cancel it's going to be my hearing any of my Brigade call me out over your party. So tell them to zip it or no rip it." She feigns shredding her shirt with her hands. "Wait! Have Ryan dare you to do something wild in class." "I don't have any more classes with Ryan until tomorrow." She makes a queer expression almost as if saying, "Duh!" That made Toby wonder why. "Besides he hasn't been here in two days. I don't need him to dare me." "Then, let me dare you. We have Calculus together this hour." "Lady Teacher." "Plimpton's not here today. I saw that substitute teacher Winn Garvey at the Office talking to Principal Janson." "Garvey's cute." She giggled. Excitably Toby reacts with, "Exactly! That should get you turned on enough to try something." "Most of the class are guys and girls that have seen me do shit already." She considers. "Right! Do it for me?" She frowns, "Is that any way for a Master to act?" Toby admires her dazzling gaze. In a rare commanding performance he nudges her back against the lockers and places a hand around her throat ever so gruffly. "Do it." He exhales firmly. With a second to breath Monica liked this side of Toby. Winking at him she recalled how aggressively she had been taking control over Principal Knave. While liking being the boss she preferred being the slave. After last night dealing with Coach Marion Murray and her pet girlfriend Karla, the whole bi-sexual thing needed to be purged from her system as well. This would be a nice diversion from the last week or more doing all of the ordering around and striking deals to get Jimmy Newton laid. Smiling at Toby she lowered her eyelids and mumbles her answer. "Yes Master." The Queen needed a break. Toby leers at her forcefully then leans in to lick her cheek. The move gave Monica chills. He then turned away leaving her behind. Watching him walk away left her wet as hell. "It is time for me to be me. I've earned that!" Yes indeedy! On her way to follow him after obtaining her books from her locker, she headed toward the classroom. Her journey was cut off by Mr. Morrison who walked along with substitute Winn Garvey. They were old friends. Winn was a healthy specimen of a man at 5'8, 170. Short brown hair with a thin goatee made him sexy but a bit naïve in appearance. Both men halted in their tracks to eye the oncoming beauty, she sheepishly flirting, tits bobbing to capture their imagination. Morrison leaning over to whisper at Garvey informed him of her reputation. Garvey in turn flared his eyes toward Monica with a glimmer of surprise. This was a sign. Monica had a hunch Morrison had told his friend what she was like. This might prove easier than she thought. Monica closing the gap between them decided on a bold move. Feigning a trip over her own two feet she drops her books directly in front of the two men. Kneeling in front of them to retrieve the books led to both men offering her help. She warded them off with her hands which were dangerously close to touching their crotches. Students about found it amusing. Monica's yellow tee clenched her titties tightly while looking up at them, her forward reach crushing them together forming a huge crease in her shirt. It was easy enough to know there was no bra behind it. Her blue jeans with rips and tears designed all around the legs and butt, she revealed a distinct amount of flesh. She often ignored the dress code now that Janson was not preventing her from getting away with it. Her teachers were becoming accustomed to her rebel attitude and simply gave up enforcing anything further. She was a good student that was all that mattered. Even after worrying about certain teachers, that by itself was simply more a ruse over Toby, to make him think she had a conscience. Not even close! "Me so clumsy." Monica giggles as Garvey offers to help her up. "Told you she was a bold one." Morrison lets her hear. She drops her jaw, "Ooooh! Talking about Mwah?" Morrison winks at her, "I am." He then leans closer careful to watch his tone, "Winn knows of our detentions. It is safe with him. Old friends He and I." "Goody! That makes things easier when I get naked in his class." Winn bulges his eyes and adjusts his tie, "I'm sure it won't come to that. But, the option does sound appealing." Monica rolls her eyes, "Look the other way. If you don't want rumors to fly." Morrison chuckles, "Believe me she's serious." "I'm just here today to oversee Valerie Plimpton's notes. I'll avert my attention as much as possible." Winn smirks, his gut told him he had nothing to worry about. Surely Morrison was just making this all up. She following his lead. "I doubt that." She winks. As steamy as her gaze was she headed into the classroom. Toby had already arranged the seating and had warned the class of her incoming actions. Taking a seat next to Toby and his buddy Justin she admires her surrounding camouflage. The bigger students were as ever shrouding her as Ryan had taught them. This time though Toby had taken the lead. He even had his own notebook ready to send her messages. She wanted to laugh, this whole scene was being played out like she was doing this for the first time. It brought back memories. "As if they think I'm a newbie! HA!" Winn Garvey finally entered his classroom and the students refrained from further talking. The tall man with brown hair took the time to settle in at his desk by leaning on the edge to face his class. Refreshing them of who he was and what Ms. Plimpton had requested of them he rubbed his goatee with a pleasant persona. After a brief but humorous banter he lets his students read and go over their own notes. Convinced he was in control and leaving them to their studies Winn opted to walk over and gaze out the window on to the school's lawn. The second Garvey ignored them Toby was ready. He raises his notebook for her to read. She smiles at his words, reading, "Butt ass Naked. Now!" Huffed cheeks Monica eyes her friends amongst the class. Only Kendra, Rosa, and Sonya were present. The other four girls had never witnessed Monica's bold displays but regardless knew of her. They were eager to see it first hand. Without further ado Monica whipped her shirt up over her head and tossed it at Justin. Stretching her legs out she kicks her shoes off and slithers her jeans down and off of her toes. Today she wore a white lacey pair of boy shorts. Those remained on her for a bit longer. She stretches her foot across to the boy in front of her and lets him take her ankle socks off. The class was captivated by her immediately. Stressed as well! Not knowing him well they were worried that Garvey was going to turn around and spoil everything. Emphasizing his note by waving his fingers over each word. Monica continued to wear her boy shorts and stuck her tongue out at him. Pinching her nipples taunt for her admirers she gazed lustfully about the room. Sonya was beet red complimenting her ginger lifestyle. Kendra rubbed her palms on her knees nervously hoping Monica hadn't crossed a line with someone untested by her wild ambitions. Rosa? She was still reeling from fucking Jimmy Newton in the Principal's office. Yesterday was insane. Matters worse she knew Sonya liked Jimmy. It wasn't like Rosa truly wanted the pudgy nerd but damn his tongue and pecker talents were awe inspiring. She truly did want at least another round with him. Poor Sonya having to live with her friends all getting Jimmy while her heart was timidly breaking simply survived. This spectacle with Monica here and now at least got their thoughts off of Jimmy. Toby had taken time to scribble down his next command while Monica defied his butt naked order. Overlooking her defiance he just crossed his fingers that she wouldn't continue her minor betrayal. She knew what she was doing. "Dare you to get up and walk toward Garvey." His scratch paper read. Monica instantly stood up in stealth mode, gripping her breasts under a bare knuckle bra and wiggled her way up the aisle between students. She feigned her concern of being caught by biting her nail which meant exposing one tit. She was undecided as to which was more important, coverage or nibbling. The class was blown away, but fought off laughter at her goofy actions. Reaching the head of the class she tiptoed toward Garvey whose attention was totally oblivious. Within four feet of Garvey she looked back at Toby. Toby's next note read, "Closer." She had to squint at his writing being so far from him. Gritting her teeth for effect she moved two feet closer. She could easily reach out and touch Garvey's back. In her mind he had to know she was near. Her perfume alone should have attacked his senses. It was so bad that he grew a case of sniffles. Did Winn have allergies? Toby felt mischief brewing and cleared his throat loudly. In hearing him Garvey tilted his profile to glare behind him. Monica however stepped to his left just enough to avoid eye contact. Shrugging at the frog in the room being undisclosed Garvey returned his gaze outwards and grew lost in thought. He wondered what his wife was doing now, she home schooling their own children. In truth he was glad to be here rather than at home. Both being Teacher's by trade at least one of them needed to apply in person. Even as he acted oblivious the students were holding their breath. Clutching her breasts Monica licked her own nipples behind his back. Swirling her tongue around her areolas gave her goosebumps. Monica then took time to release them and shake her tits until they were nearly touching his back. She even turned her own back to him and bent over shaking her butt up close to his winking at everyone before pinching her boy shorts, slithering them sensually down her hips and legs. Off of her toes she picks them up and sniffs her own undies, closing her eyes at her own scent. Minds blown! Share the wealth whore! Garvey yawned loudly behind her forcing her to stand upright and look behind her at his actions. Still not budging he puts his hands in his pockets. Nibbling her lower lip Monica eyed Toby for any further instructions. His next note read, "Touch him." Her jaw drops as she turns to face Winn Garvey and literally extends her finger toward his neckline. Ever so lightly she touches his neck hair forcing him to use his own hand to swat at an invisible fly. The class wanted to bust up laughing. She in turn used the same index finger to hush their whispers and halt any laughter. Toby's note intensified his hold over her. "On your knees behind him. Act as if you're sucking his cock." His notebook was passed along for her to read better. Her eyes offer him a glare of, "Are you crazy?" ,but had no reason not to obey it. Slowly lowering to the floor she knelt on her knees. Raising her chin up she used her hands as if holding his dick to her opened mouth. Her hand motions made it look as if she was giving him head and thrashing his length and girth turbulently . Thirty seconds later she stood up cautiously and bowed to her audience. Another note exposes itself utilizing Justin's notebook to send it airmail through proper hands. This note said, "Lay on the floor facing him and put your legs behind your head." Jaw drooping she giggled under her breath and silently sat down on the tile floor. Arching back enough to encourage both legs behind her head and pinched her toes just for leverage until solidly locked. In her contorted pose she reached around her thighs and even pried her pussy wide with an open invitation should he turn and trip over her. Lingering longer she spun her body to face the classroom and again pried herself wide using her tongue to razz her troops. Kendra dropped her head into her hands at how crazy Monica was. Uncoiling her limbs she crawled to her feet and hopped in step, again nibbling her fingernail. Winn was clueless, that or he knew and just let her get away with it. Good actor if he did! Keeping things moving Toby designed his next mission for his own personal benefit. She being an exhibitionist was one thing but he wondered if she might actually engage. Foregoing any notes Toby stood up and faced her, unzipping his pants and pulling his dick out in front of everybody. You could drop a pin in the room and it would sound like thunder in the moment. Erection mighty he wagged his cock, the girls in class intently watching and salivating profusely. Big dicks tended to do that. "Get over here and suck my dick." He mouthed and pointed at his feet. Gliding ghostlike Monica returns to her seating area and kneels before Toby. Having already slapped her in the cheek with it she smirked and rolled her eyes. Monica shared a mocking point at him with her thumb for her audience to get a chuckle over. Using her hands to show the length and girth of Toby to the girls as if a game show model she expressed awe in a playful manner. Once straightening up she flicked his crown with her tongue. Tossing her panties at Justin for safe keeping she watched him immediately sniff them. Shaking her head she turned her attention back to Toby and began fondling him. Teeth gnashed as his nerves are tested, expecting Winn Garvey to turn and bust them he braves it, expressing ego that he could get away with as much as she did on a daily basis. Rewarded for his sucked up bravado Monica stroked him tighter before advancing her jaw and consuming his girth. In and out she devoured Toby while he glares about with a devious grin. Guys were jealous. Girls were envious. Toby felt like God. After two full minutes Toby nudges her away and points at his cock. Monica braces herself beneath him as he jerks off. Nervous yet confident in his endeavor he throttled his beast with a sneer of "Get ready bitch!". As the class demanded a show Garvey opted to step away from the window and move to the chalkboard. Deciding to use an eraser to clean the board of yesterday's calculations. His back was still to the crowd. No way? Yes way! Toby grit his teeth as he rapidly stroked his beast. Breath held he turns blue just before detonating a mask of creamy white cum all across her face. Final drops were left alone but Monica's tantalizing tongue flicks cleaned her lips and savored his flavor in a pool upon her tongue. Seconds later Toby zips up and sits back down, thumbs up to his admirers. Monica rose to her feet and showed off her face which still had thick drooling droplets of jizz on it left to continue her show by. She was smug of her achievement. She left his cum coating her features as she claimed her clothing and got dressed without even hiding in case Winn did turn around. She left her panties off and only pulled up her jeans. Shirt carefully placed on so as not to mess up Toby's leftovers. She sat there the rest of class in Toby's honor. The students anxious to praise her had to wait another twelve minutes. Garvey finally chose to sit himself down and face the class. He took the time to hunt for Monica, locating her with an expressionless awe. The cum on her face was easily noticed. It didn't help that Monica was wiping it off with her fingers before licking them clean. All while smiling at Garvey with a succulent bliss. He refused to react. For the final ten minutes Winn Garvey sat with his heartbeat racing. His only thought was, "Unreal." Rubbing his nose with a Kleenex kept him busy. As the bell rang the students filed out chattering amongst themselves. Toby led Monica toward the door when they heard Garvey start sneezing. His allergies kicked up by the various perfumes about him. Halting in her step Monica pivots to race over to Winn handing him what he thought was another Kleenex. "Here." She offers. Snatching it up with watery eyes Winn Garvey thanks her rubbing his nose. It only took the scent of pussy for him to realize it was Monica's panties in his possession. "Bless you." She giggles and darts away. He inhaled it dramatically against his better judgment. He would pay for it, but it was worth the trauma. "No! Bless you." Garvey would keep her panties on him all day long. In his dirty little mind he would whisper. Not even his buddy Mr. Morrison would know what he witnessed. For that matter what he missed. Technically what they had both missed. Sad but true! As a teacher he should have used his own advice in saying, "You should have paid more attention in class." ACHOOO! "Goes on Tight." Before he headed home he would secretly nut into those boy shorts and give them back to her in the hall. Telling her of his dirty deed on the sly she giggled and as a lasting torment licked her own panties of his leftover nut just to watch him yearn. Garvey was going home to fuck his wife. Win Winn!