The next morning I jump up when the alarm goes off running to the shower my excitement is great I head into the shower and let the water hit me full o...n trying to dampen the desire... I start to lather up but in doing so I imagine his hands his lips his cock all over my wet slippery skin. Wonderful I will be lucky to get to work on time I should have never started running my hands over my body imagining them to be his hands his fingers pinching my hard nipples rubbing my soaked pussy. I was. This made the task that much racier and daring.Trailing behind each girl would be sorority sisters who would monitor the racers' progress and make sure all the rules were followed. Racers were not allowed to go back for or pick up their clothes before reaching WalMart in the nude. The Sorority President would be at Points A, B and A again to record the racers' efforts ( via cell phone camera, of course ) and a small trophy would be awaiting the winner. However, a symbolic but sound spanking. The heat from her body was more than I could stand. Even though I knew the risks were great, if my hunch was right, Joan wouldn’t run off to complain to either her parents or the school board. My ESP told me, the perky cheerleader was ripe to try something a little bit different. Earlier in the week, I had suggested that Joan come over to my apartment to study. I told her it would be a bit more relaxed and we could get comfortable while we cracked the books. Just to be sure, I wore my sexiest. And then, mid-sentence almost, it was ‘come on, another hundred’ and off she would go, and I’d follow. We had completed, I think, 6 sets of 100 when we looked up and realised that the last people other than ourselves were heading for the changing area, though there was still ten minutes left of the hour. Fancy a race? Em asked No. thanks! I replied, honestly. You’re not chicken are you? You’re in good shape, were always miles quicker than me and if you feel out of touch, then it may be no.