Remember how I told you I was perfectly average? In science I was a genius, top of the class (I didn't show off in class or anything, I had self respe...ct!) . I looked a mess as I entered the classroom but I didn't care much. I sat down on the crappy science stools (they hurt like hell!) and got out a pen. About two or three minutes later, the door opened and in came our new science teacher. He was a man for once and he looked warily at us for a few moments before sitting down. It was. Our eyes met. She was obviously on something, pretty far gone — who knows what? Who cares? I took her hand from the back of the blonde’s head and slowly led it to my upright cock, still staring into her eyes which widened as she understood what I wanted. Grasping the shaft of my dick, she began slowly stroking in time with the blonde’s tongue. Oh! Lubbock is much nicer than it used to be, dry prairie with drier people. We stood there all in a tangle, in the dark corner. Somehow the blonde. She simply hadn't been able to get to sleep with it on. Breathing had proved to be enough to make the material move slightly over her sensitive nipples. It had been maddening.Her body was buzzing with need. She fixed her gaze on her nipples and they started to throb softly, without even touching them.Fuck... Stop!She dared not see what they felt like, though she longed to pinch and pull them. Grabbing her towel, she gritted her teeth and headed for the shower. A cold shower.Fifteen minutes. They got ready and left there house a little late. As they headed over to Beckys apartment to pick her up, Heather gave her a call and told her to wait for them inside her front door. They arrived and Becky walked out the door. Jason went speechless when he saw Becky. She was wearing a really short red cocktail dress that was really low cut. She had on black stockings and higher shoes than his wife with at least a 5 heal. Heather noticed her husband drooling and told him it looks like he is.