I began to utter hard moans. After a few minutes, I reached my orgasm.“Much better now,” I said to myself. I came out of the shower and realized t...hat I had forgotten to bring the towel or any clothes to change.I didn’t want to wear the sweat-stained old nightie.“Parimala, you are such a dummy,” I cursed myself. I decided to take a quick fast walk to my bedroom. As it was a late-night, I knew everyone will be sleeping.I opened the bathroom door and began to run slowly to my bedroom naked. In a. ” I smiled.“Anyhow, I won’t keep you any longer, your coach wouldn’t be happy. Enjoy practice,” he grinned before making his exit.As seven o’clock drew near, I still hadn’t made up my mind on what to wear. Comfy was absolutely not an option. Professor Kingsley was always dressed exquisitely, no way was I showing up in sweatpants, even though that was normally my go-to outfit for after school studying.Standing only in my matching thong and bra, made of pink lace, I sifted through my closet. A. Her hands came to her face, burying it. Exasperation. Fear."Can't I do like, an extra report or something? like, anything?" she asked.I smiled inwardly, bargaining... this is already moving in the right direction. Still, it was soon to make my move."Look girl, this isn't junior high. You can't just throw a report in to get your grades back up to A's. You need to work the entire year... and you didn't. Obviously."More fidgeting. Eyes swelling with tears. Resignation. Defeat. This was too easy.. We pause for air then the kiss continues. His lips move mine follow-it was a lot easier than I thought it would be- His tongue danced with mine. I lost myself in the hot, hypnotic kiss. He broke off the kiss then took off his shirt and his pants to reveal a very tight pair of blue briefs. I grabbed my shorts and yanked them down and took off my shirt and revealed to him my white boxers. He reached over and grabbed my crotch and started rubbing it. I just stood there frozen, it felt so good.