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2005-03-13
I was listening to two girls give a speech together when his heightfilled my doorway. The girls looked over to see what I was smiling at,
then looked at each other and giggled. I waved him in, put my finger to
my lips, and motioned for the girls to continue.
He wandered over to the wall across from me, reading the student work I
had posted. I couldn�t help but look between the two girls as they
spoke, staring at how great those Dockers made his ass look. I felt a
tingle between my legs, and shifted in my seat.
�Miss P?�
�Yeah, um, what?� I shook my head, realizing I hadn�t heard a thing
they�d said since he walked in.
�Can we be done now?�
�Yeah, you�re fine. Go ahead. See you Monday.� The left with their
heads together, giggling, and closed the door behind them with one last
look at him. He turned around and smiled at me.
�Late night, huh?�
�Yeah.� I hadn�t moved from the position I was in when he came
in�sitting back in my desk chair, with my bare feet resting on the edge
of my desk. He walked over to me. �I�m glad you came to pick me up.�
He didn�t say anything, just smiled as he put one leg between mine, then
the other, so he was standing with my legs straddling him. He bent down,
took my face in his hands, and gave me a long kiss that left me gasping.
Smiling sexily at me, he stepped back, running his hands over my legs.
Without warning, he grabbed my calves just below my knees and pulled me
down. I gasped and grabbed the arms of my chair, laughing. �What are
you doing?�
He smiled and shook his head. �You�ll see.� My feet were still resting
on my desk, and he ran his hands back up my thighs, gently pushing them
further apart. Then he knelt in front of me and unbuttoned my pants. He
tugged down on them, and I lifted my butt to help him. As he pulled them
over my feet, I panicked a little.
�Shhh,� he said. �Everyone�s gone home for the night. Just relax.� He
ran his hands up my thighs again, and my answer was lost in an exhale as
his lips followed his hands. All of a sudden, he stopped.
�When did you do this?� he asked, tracing his finger along the smooth
skin of my Brazilian wax.
�Yesterday. Happy birthday,� I said, and he laughed.
�Happy birthday to me,� he murmured, and then put his lips to the smooth
skin. He ran his tongue along the length of the hairless strip, and I
stifled a moan. His tongue slid in between the lips of my pussy, and I
gripped the arms of my chair tighter. He took his time, kissing and
sucking, and I began to squirm in my seat. Finally I reached down and
grabbed his tie, pulling him up to me.
�Hey. . .� he began to say.
�Shut up.� I smiled wickedly at him and stood up, pulling him up with
me. I slipped around him and sat on my desk and drew him towards me with
my legs.
�Hmm. . .� I looked around, then spied what I needed. Hopping off the
desk, I grabbed two British Lit. books and put them where I was sitting.
I sat down on them and pulled him towards me again, pulling his head down
to kiss him. I could feel his hardness pressing into my clit through his
pants, and I began to move myself against him.
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