Is that it?" Maggie Keele taunted, stirring languorously to provoke her ivory-white charms into inciting ripples beneath the flimsy material.Jean felt... her cheeks flushing hotly at the smirking woman's insinuation. The spell was broken. All of the emotional turbulence she had entered there with suddenly churned again inside her, and this accompanied with a newborn raging anger at the lecherous Superintendent's implied meaning."What are you trying to do to us?" she flung at her hedonistic. I was out with a couple of buddies having a few brews. We were winding the evening down and was at a place called O’Malley’s. I had never been there before but it is a lot like Fridays, or Applebees. We were sitting at the bar talking about some of the women we had seen and did not hit on. You know how it goes, “ I should have just walked up to her and ….” One of the guys was saying and we were all laughing. Just guys out drinking, telling lies, laughing and having fun. That is when it. With her other hand she took a firm grip around my waist and pushed me onto the bed. I could feel my pulse rising, I wasn't really sure what was going on. With her right hand still wrapped around mine, she sat herself down on top off me with her legs on either side of mine.- What are you doing, I finally was able to say.- Have you ever had sex?- Ehh...no.- Would you like to? I knew it was a question, but being completely overwhelmed my brain couldn't come up with an answer. She leaned over. Romaine groans as she clutches the cedar rail. It is over quickly as my balls contract and sperm gushes from my cock. She stands up and pulls up her panties and trousers. It takes me longer to adjust my clothing just as a pair of golfers emerges on the path down from the cedar grove.They nod as they pass. We look mischievously at each other. We think they were too involved in their own conversation to notice our flushed cheeks, our half-tucked shirts, or the odor of sex.Later that night, after.