I Know You Want Me Ch. 02

Of course I took care of Aunt Trisha very well when we got home. Somehow I felt that the whole evening had been all about me, even though the locker room was her idea and her fantasy. I wanted to be sure that she didn’t feel shortchanged. While we were getting undressed we realized that we had each assumed that the other one had grabbed up what was left of Trisha’s panties. Neither of us had them, so they must have still been laying somewhere near Mrs. Dooley’s desk. We both worried a little about that for a few days, but we never heard from anyone about them, so we eventually let it pass. I’ve often wondered though, if it was Mrs. Dooley, a janitor or some student who found those shredded, cum-stained panties and what thoughts they had when they recognized them for what they were. If I had found something like that as a student I would have thought they belonged to teacher, and that would have fueled my fantasies about her even more.