Chapter 11

The boys were waiting when she got to the mall Monday morning. It was Ralph's turn to drive and according to the rotation that the guys had set up he was also the next one in line for the blow job. She got in front with him and the other three got in the back. As soon as he was out of the parking lot Ralph unzipped and took his cock out and she reached over and took it in her hand. She stroked it until it was good and hard and then she let go of it and reached into her purse and took out the mini-cassette recorder and hit PLAY. She sat there and looked from face to face as the four men listened to what took place in the van on Friday. When the tape ended she said:

"If you would like your very own copy of this tape I will see to it that you get one. I'll drop it off at your house and leave it with your wife."

She looked over at Ralph and said, "What happened to that nice hard cock you had a minute ago? It was so stiff and erect that it was just begging for a hot mouth and now it is all wilted and pathetic looking. Why is that?"

She reached over and took Ralph's limp cock in her hand and then looked into the faces of the other guys in the car one by one. She gave Ralph's cock a gentle squeeze and then said:

"My rules. No pictures, not a one. All the pictures you have get deleted before the end of the day. No one other than the four of you knows about this. Absolutely no one; do you understand what I'm saying Hank?"

He nodded that he understood that Jim was never to know.

"Blow jobs only unless I decide I want to walk over to Hank's van and that will depend totally on how you treat me. If I do get in the van with you, you will respect my wishes. If I say no to something you will remember that no means no."

She looked from man o man and then said, "And when I finish giving a blow job I expect to hear "Thank you." Do you all understand?" She got a yes from all four and then said, "I like sucking cock. I really enjoy a hot, hard dick in my mouth and being watched while I do it is a major turn on for me. I expect that whomever is driving will find me lots of semi trucks and pickup trucks that set up high enough that the driver or passengers can look down and see what I'm doing."

She looked at all of them again and then she turned back to Ralph. "Come on Ralph, let's see if we can make it big again" and she bent her head and started sucking on him.

She made her first big change that Monday at school. She still wore short skirts and high heels, but she stopped deliberately teasing the boys in the front row. She still crossed and uncrossed her legs a lot and she occasionally spread them wide, but she stopped deliberately pulling up her skirt and she stopped taking off her bra. She did wear half-cup push up brassieres and did wear blouses that showed some cleavage, but she stopped deliberately bending at the waist in front of her students to give them a really good look. She wouldn't pass up an opportunity if it came naturally, but she would no longer try and set up situations (except for her bookshelf cleanings). She had even made the decision to limit her free hour teasing to once a week.

The changes had nothing to do with a slackening of desire on her part; it was because she knew she was on the edge of being out of control and if she didn't control herself she was going to get caught. The changes wouldn't matter all that much. Over the last two months she had shown enough that it had primed the pump and it had the effect of making the boys strain to see if they could see more and they would keep straining. Just knowing that was a turn on for her.

The week flew by and she heard a lot of air horns as the men in the big rigs watched her suck off her male carpoolers. Three guys in a pick up had even followed them all the way to the mall parking lot and asked her how much she would charge to do them. She declined, but the idea made her so hot that after they had pulled away she said:

"Anyone want to get in the van with me?"

It turned out that all four did and when they were through with her (or she them) Rick was guaranteed another night off. But the three guys in the pick up truck offering her money to take care of them reminded her of the previous Saturday at K-Mart. She thought of that morning and wondered if the man would be there looking for her. And would he have the two hundred and fifty dollars? She had decided that she wasn't going back to that particular K-Mart anymore, but maybe just one more time? Just to see if he was there? Just to see if he was really willing to pay two-fifty for her? She wouldn't of course, but she was curious.

After dinner and while they were doing the dinner dishes Rick told her that he was going to have to go out of town the next week to attend a four day seminar.

"I'll have to lave Sunday night so I can be there when it starts Monday morning. It ends Thursday and if I can I'll catch a late flight home. If not, I'll be home sometime Friday."

"Is our health insurance paid up?"

"Why would you ask me a question like that?"

"You just told me that I'm going to have to go almost a week without making love. You don't think I'm going to leave you alone when you get home, do you? I'll probably hurt you trying to play catch up. As it is you are in for a long hard weekend because I'll have to see if I can get enough to hold me until you get home."

"I thought you said the change in your hormones would balance out."

"The doctor said it would happen, but he didn't say when. Besides, if I know you, and I do, when things balance out you will probably start whining that you aren't getting enough loving. Best take all you can get while you can get it."

After her time in the van that day she had intended to give Rick the night off, but hey; a girls got to do what a girls got to do.

Saturday found her in the K-Mart parking lot staring at the front door as she steeled herself for what she was going to do. She had on her shortest skirt and her highest heels and she had no brassiere on underneath her tight low-cut blouse. She had debated not wearing any panties but found that she had too; she was dripping wet with excitement and without panties her juices would be running down her legs. She took one last look to make sure that everything was in place and then she got out of the Suburban and headed for the store.

She was whistled at twice and she smiled when she saw one woman swat her companion when she caught him staring. Inside the store she grabbed a cart and started cruising the store. She looked for the man, but didn't see him anywhere. She saw lots of other men and more importantly, they saw her. She had several following her, pretending to be shopping, but somehow always seeming to be in the aisle she was in. She debated doing the changing room thing again, but really didn't want to. The only reason she was in that store on that particular morning was to see if the man had come expecting to see her.

After forty-five minutes of slow browsing she decided that he wasn't going to be there. She was standing in women's wear debating on making one more tour of the store and putting everything in her cart back where she found it or just walking away from the cart when a voice behind her said:

"I wondered if you would be here." She turned and saw the man. "Is your offer still good?"

"Yes and no."

"What does that mean?"

"I've been here for over an hour so the four hours is out." She looked at her watch and said, "Three hours is all I can give you."

"How much does that reduce the price?"

"It doesn't."

"Where will we do it?"

"The parking lot of course; unless you want to pop for a motel room and waste another hour in going to one and checking in. Parking lot or motel my time limit is twelve-thirty. After that I have another engagement."

"But the parking lot?"

"Trust me, it will work."

"Lead the way."