Looking back, I am amazed we didnt fuck, but somehow, it wasn't what either of us wanted.
I am not like this, or so I thought. I work in schools advising on environmental issues. On this particular day, I was working in Sydney with a year 6 class. Their teacher is good looking although older than me. Even now, four days later, I am not sure why I did what I did or how it started. All I know is that while I was working in the class, I thought the teacher was trying to look down the back of my jeans. I was wearing a red thong that day, and suddenly, I mean really suddenly, I found I wanted him to see it. I started to lean forward and squat beside the kids tables. At one point, I bent forward which made my thong ride up my back. All this of course pulled it tight between my legs which felt scrummy! After the kids had gone to lunch, I asked to see where the school keeps its recyclable material. It turned out that there was a large store room for this purpose. Anyway, when we got in there, I made sure he got another good few eyefulls. The moment came when I had bent forward again, and I felt his hand brush my ass. I leaned back into him and then I felt him work his hand between my legs and he started rubbing me through my jeans. I was so damn hot! He reached in front of me and unzipped them lowering them gently to my ankles. I was standing, bent forward with my jeans round my ankles and my red thong pulled tight against me. Well, all I can say is this guy could really use his fingers. I came in my panties once before he eased them down my legs and treated me to the most wonderful finger fucking I have ever, and I mean EVER experienced. I had five orgasms in quick and savage succession. I returned the favour by taking him in my mouth for a while and then asking him to jack off over my face which is something I have always loved. Looking back, I am amazed we didnt fuck, but somehow, it wasn't what either of us wanted. Since then, I have masturbated over this encounter and, if you are reading this Mike, I would love you to do this again with me, and go the whole route. Well, I have to finish myself now. Love to all Donna.
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