Strip

"Like what?" Becky asks already anticipating where this is heading.

"Like strip for me," Tina demands with a wicked grin "the real Mr Trent would never expose himself to a student so strip and I'll know you're not really him."

There's no arguing with that logic and Becky hurries to draw the classrooms blinds and lock the door. She knows that no one is due to use this room in the next period but there's no sense in taking chances.

She returns her friends grin as she fumbles with Mr Trent's shirt buttons. Once she's figured out that the buttons are on the wrong way round the shirt comes off pretty quickly revealing broad shoulders and a deep chest lightly covered with coarse dark hair.

Kicking off her shoes, his pants soon follow allowing both girls to admire his strong runner's legs. Finally his boxers join the pile of men's clothing and his already hard cock stands revealed in all its thick veined glory.

"Oh wow," Tina gasps drinking in the sight of the older man's body "You really weren't kidding were you. This, this is incredible! I have just so many questions..."