My wife Tracy told me many things about her sexual activity before meeting me but one that always sticks in my mind and still gives me a thrill was from her teenage schooldays. Tracy admits to having been a bit of a 'tearaway' at school, not really wanting to be there and more interested in partying and having fun.
What transpires is that Tracy and her pal Gail when 16/17 had got in the habit of during lunchtime breaks visiting a 'dirty old man' (as she put it) in his flat in a council high rise building.
Basically the old guy would supply them cigarettes, vodka and sometimes cash, in return for handjobs and blowjobs from the 2 of them.
The vision I have is of my wife in school uniform, white shirt top 2 buttons unbuttoned ,school tie loose around collar, grey pleated knee-length skirt and knee high white socks and black flat shoes travelling up in the elevator with Gail , putting on lipstick and brushing their hair as they head towards their fun.
She told me that the old man would sit back on his sofa whilst Tracy and Gail would take it turns to pleasure him. I can envision her lips gliding up and down his erect cock whilst Gail lit a cigarette waiting patiently to take her turn is an image that I dream of regularly.
One time the old guy asked for their panties , she told me that they both giggled as they stripped off their knickers but obviously didn't realise that it meant spending afternoon classes "commando' style. Though I do fantasise at times that it would have been fun being a teacher watching the 2 of them cross legs in a Basic Instinct style.
