Everyone else does." Her manner was still extremely relaxed and he became all the more convinced that some mistake must have been made. He could not i...magine she could be so serene if this allegation was true. "Okay... Becca it is. Do you know why you have been asked to see me?" It was then that the first sign of a blush crossed her face and he watched as she glanced down at her hands as her cheeks turned to a rosy pink. "Maybe, but I think I'd rather have you tell me." Ted nodded, accepting her. Just then I heard the bell and in a rush to save any bit of my dignity left darted up from my chair not thinking about hiding or trying to rid myself of this hellish erection. I always wore heavy jeans which mostly helped aim it down a pant leg, but this time I wasn't so lucky. Not lucky in the slightest bit. My penis was fully erect , I suppose getting caught was adding to my excitement. Well, my jeans were fully tented out , but being a quick thinker and being in the back of the room in. I closed my eyes as she rubbed my cock through the thin fabric of my shorts. She leaned across the seat divide and whispered, “I want to taste your cock.” She fumbled with the zipper of my tennis shorts, but only for a second. She pulled my cock from the confines of my underwear and studied it for a second. “I think I like it,” she remarked, curling her fingers around my thick shaft. Pre-cum leaked from the tip end and she used a finger to spread it around the purplish-gray end of my. I said to Riann just to bring me all the dirty dishes and glasses to me and I would wash them up and we would be done in no time at all. It was going smoothly enough even though he was slow at doing everything. We chatted away as we progressed through the mess. Riann was complementing me on how lovely I looked tonight which I found a bit weird but I thanked him non the less, and said how much I appreciated him staying back to help me. We took a break and Riann lit up a joint and offered me.