"Wow."A few minutes passed before she responded with a winking smiley face, and "That's not your present, by the way. I'll give that to you tomorrow. ...Love you. G'night."I smirked. We were still on winter vacation, but Mom and Dad had to go to work tomorrow. I wondered what she had up her sleeve. Well, I guess to be fair, she probably wouldn't have any sleeves. But it looked like I was going to have to wait to find out.I smiled the next morning when Jen came to wake me up, but became immediately. This room had more light, more comfortable places to sit, and porn magazines and pictures to look at. There were some men there, flipping through the magazines. I guess they were the guys who we were going to blow, getting themselves hard.Judy was friendly and talking to them.After a while, the lights went dim, some bad jazz came on, and Judy snuggled up to me. We started making out. I was in my green and yellow uniform. Things weren't horny for me yet, just weird, but I knew they would get. .She pulled me onto the carpeted rear area, and mounted me, using one of her hands to pull her panties away while the other guided my 8 inches of rock-hardness into her. It was quick, and she sank hard onto my stiff pole, her face contorting into a clenched grimace while her eyes rolled back and she exhaled (more like moaned) loudly..."Holy shit!!! You feel so fucking good, so much better than my fucking douche-bag husband....Oh....my... gaaaawww" and she convulsed on my cock in an orgasm...I. He motioned for her to take a chair as he sat on the edge of the desk, a mere few feet away from her. He stared down at her, sneaking a glance down her blouse at her white lacy bra gently hugging her pert breasts. He cleared his voice; "Now Claire. You know why you are here, don't you?" He paused to watch the young girl squirm in her chair, "You did something unspeakable in my drama studio - didn't you?" Claire nodded gravely, staring intently at her shoes. "You fucked in my studio. On my.