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James Rexham's grandson was Charles, who was eighteen when he inadvertently caught his grandfather with forty-five-year-old Janet Lehman.

Eighteen-year-old boys frequently have a crush on their teachers. Charles spent numerous nights masturbating thinking of his English teacher. That would be Janet Lehman; Mrs. Janet Lehman.

He saw Mrs. Lehman drive up to the Rexham home on Cape Cod. He had an idea what was going to happen, and hid in his grandfather's bedroom closet with a camera.

It wasn't long before Mrs. Lehman was undressing and his camera caught her on her knees. "My God, James, it seems even bigger than last time." The next thing he heard was Mrs. Lehman "hmmmmmmm, hmmmmm, hmmmmmmm."

Later, the camera captured her on her back.

Still later, she was on her knees again with his grandfather mounting her from behind. "Like that, Janet, move that ass, just like that. Did I tell you how sweet your pussy tasted?"

"James. Tell me again, and keep fucking me. Keep giving me that big cock."

A week later, after English class, "Mrs. Lehman can I talk to you?"

"Sure, Charles, what is it?"

He opened his textbook, and took out a picture. "I think you and I should talk about this in private." He handed her the picture; the picture of Mrs. Lehman with Charles' grandfather, James' cock on her tongue.

She turned pale. "Charles, wherever did you get this?"

"It's not important. I think we need to talk about it."

"Certainly not here."

"Of course not. Do you know the motel on the right side of the road on Rt. 3 just before you get into Kingston?"

"Yes, of course. I drive by it on my way home every day."

"How about we meet there Friday afternoon? We can talk about how I got this picture, and how you can get it back."

"Charles, this is so unbecoming of a teacher and a student."

"No, Mrs. Lehman, what's unbecoming is you on your knees with my grandfather."

"Your grandfather!!!"

"See you tomorrow in class, and then Friday at the motel."

Mrs. Lehman debated not meeting him, but worried and rightfully so, what he'd do with the picture.

Charles was waiting in his car when she drove up. "We're in Room 24," he told her when she rolled down her window.

Reluctantly, she followed him in. "What do you want for the picture, Charles?"

"I want what you gave my grandfather," he smiled.

"Certainly not. That's not going to happen."

"Okay, Mrs. Lehman. I'll see you around." He started for the door.

"Wait. I need that picture. What are you going to do with it?"

"Well, I could drop it off at the principal's office or I'm sure your

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