This is the last year of teaching Physics prior to my retiring at age fifty-five. My entire teaching career has been spent at Sauk High School. My schedule for this year has an unexpected change, two preparation periods. It is the first day of class and Tiffany enters my classroom five minutes before the bell. She is in my period three AP Physics class. Tiffany is a seventeen year old senior, who has grown and filled out...
After Tiffany leaves my classroom, I sit and ponder the events of the day. I wonder what she has in store for me tomorrow. Ring Ring My cell phone brings me back to reality. "Hey Dan, coming over for the Monday night football game?" "No Charlie, I have enough paper work to keep me up well past midnight. You and the guys will have to cheer on the Packers without me." "Okay Dan, Go Pack!" "Go Pack!" I hang up, gather my thi...
Wednesday Waking up early, I think of how I am going to tell Tiffany that we cannot continue. My cock begins to stiffen at the thought of her name. This is going to be harder than I thought, but I must be strong and careful to not hurt Tiffany. Arriving at school thirty minutes early, I put the final touches of what I am going to say to Tiffany. My first two classes were long and agonizing as I anticipated seeing Tiffany...
Thursday The alarm goes off, but I am already awake due to a very restless night. The three cold showers did little to relieve my sexual tension, let alone soften my hard cock. Tiffany is well embedded in my mind and I am finding myself between a rock and a hard place. Part of me says continue, the other part says to stop. The spanking and tit job, both of which I have never experienced before has piqued my desire to cont...
Thursday Night Finally arriving home, I go straight to my bedroom. There, I remove my clothes and discover a small manila envelope in the pocket of my coat. Tiffany's written instructions on the envelope tell me to open it when I am sitting and relaxing. I grab the envelope along with a clean pair of boxers before heading to the bathroom for a cold shower. Twenty minutes later, the shower does nothing to soften Excalibur....
SATURDAY It is early morning, a gentle breeze wafts thorough the open window while raindrops pitter-patter against the pane. The white lace curtains gently sway in the breeze. The soft rustling of the leaves on their branches fills the air as flashes of lightning appear. I watch as (Tiffany) Tif sleeps, her ample breasts and firm stomach rising up ever so slightly with each shallow breath. Her nipples stiffen at the touch...
