Jake was mortified as he saw his dad walk in. His teacher on top of him, big and muscular much like Jake's father himself. He took off work early since he was still formally dressed and wore a nice thin layer of sweat on his handsome face.
Much like Jake, his father had short brown hair and beautiful eyes. Jake's muscled body, however, was nothing compared to the mountains of manliness his father's body wore. His father's expression to the situation was one of shock. Mr Lawson prepared his saving words for explaination, but as he saw something rise in Jake's dad's pants, he allowed the corners of his lips to rise as well.
"What's going...on here?" The brief pause was used to allow the aroused father to catch his breath.
"Oh, hold on Sir," Mr Lawson said before letting out a massive fart in Jake's face, knowing that this would arouse both men. "Ah! Just had to let that out."
Jake's dad knew the teacher was on to him, and was a bit nervous.
"Oh, Sir, why don't you just close that door?" Asked Mr Lawson. "Don't want this stench to go to waste, now do we?"
"No, we don't," Jake's dad said, easing into the situation and the seduction. "And no need to call me Sir."
After a long fart from Jake's dad, sexiness was overflowing in the room. Jake was so turned on and Mr Lawson grew excited to have a partner in torture.
"Mr Lawson, why don't we let my boy here call me..."
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