He heard her gasp. "You ALMOST came?"Beth could only nod. His entire palm was covering her clit. His other hand rolled her nipple between his fingers.... Tom's fingers were down to her pussy now. He could feel her wetness. He smiled behind her head, his face pressed against her beautiful, long hair. In return, she could feel his cock hardening inside his pants. It pressed against her ass."I bet you could cum now," Tom teased her. His hands caressed her most sensitive parts. "Couldn't you?" Maybe". A woman with golden hair piled high and contained in a hairnet directed the actions of the crew emptying the truck like a conductor managing an orchestra. She sat in a gleaming wheelchair that raised her head up to about the height of his mid-chest.Mossman stepped up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder."Whatcha need, Hubie? We need to get this stuff out because Ray at the WD just called and they need their truck back there in 45 minutes." A guy from the Times-Union is here, Jessie." That. A modern fairytale.I pulled him close for a kiss, and it seemed to seal the deal of making this the best day of my life. We were finally together. He looked at me adoringly, then said my four favorite words.“I love you, Lexi.”The car behind me honked, snapping me out of my daydream. God damn it, it was just getting good. I grumbled and began driving. I’d been sat at the red light, letting my mind wander as the last rays of daylight faded over the horizon. Lost in fantasy, again. Frankly, I’d. Days like that I couldn't wait to get home and "change out of my uniform" (a great excuse to ensure nobody walked in on me). Sometimes I didn't even undress, the moment my door was safely closed I'd flop down on my bed, skirt up and undies down, rubbing my clit with all the pent-up lust of a long afternoon fantasising.One rainy afternoon (it's funny the details you remember years later) I must've been feeling especially horny, or maybe class felt especially boring. I asked to be excused to use.