SEX WITH THE SCHOOL TEACHER(3)

She stopped massaging him and he felt, with some disappointment, the pressure of her breasts go away. Was that it? He hoped not. He had felt his cock starting to harden and he didn’t want that feeling to go away. Even if he didn’t get what he wanted from her he had a feeling this was going to give him plenty to think about when he was home alone next, jerking himself off. Little did he know, however, that things were about to move on to the next level. She took hold of the back of the chair and spun it around, slowly, so that he was facing her. She was still leaning down so that they were facing one another. He could feel the change in the atmosphere of the room. Something was about to happen. He was sure of it now. She was so close to him now. Her face - that beautiful pale face with those full, red lips - was all that he could see. All that he wanted to see at that moment. "Better?" she asked in a sultry tone. He gulped, unable to find the words. Instead, he simply nodded. “Much bett