I was never sure which kept my attention more, the eye-catching outfits or the energy she put into keeping the class's attention; probably a combinati...on of the two. For this optional attendance, she wore a bright red silk blouse and a dark green business skirt, matching stockings and red high heels. Her long blonde hair was down and styled. Apparently since she wasn't going to lecture she didn't feel inclined to look as professional as she normally did. Personally, I thought she looked. 5:30. I should get home.I walked in the door, and couldn't help but stare at the phone.'Just call him,' I thought out loud. I walked over to the phone and dialed his number. It only rang once. "Hello?" "Hey... Derek..-" Danielle, is something wrong?" "It's John, you were right.." Oh, god, I'm sorry.." "It's not your fault.. you tried to warn me, I came home early from work last Tuesday, and I caught him with some other woman.." I'm coming over." "What? No. You don't have t-" Yes, I'm coming. . My mother doesn't trust men guess my father really did a number on her! I don't think I'm bad looking at all but I hide my good looks behind these book worm glasses and baggy clothes well not me my mother hides me I think she thinks if I don't look attractive then the boys will leave me alone! Well its working! Not a date or a flirt in all this time! I watch the other girls making out in the hallway's getting groped up against cars in the school parking lot and I fantasize all the time. .a bottle deep in your cunt.my cock is dripping with pre-cum and I have you turn a bit and offer you my cock to suck. You tell me to give it to you...all of it, make you gag if need be. I grab your head and force my cock down your throat, you gag and retch a bit, drool is dripping out of your mouth. Your mascara is running, the copious amounts of saliva from your gagging only makes my cock push past into your throat. I bury my cock in your throat, hold it there until you push me away, gasping.