....... and you can fuck me in the arse" "Debbie you are not welching on your agreement" said Mark, I grabbed my double vodka and downed it in one. "C...ome on boys lets get Debbie home" said Mark and the boys helped me to my feet.Mark and Paul linked my arms to stop me from falling over and Tony walked behind.Mark put his hand down my blouse and squeezed my tit, he noticed that my nipple was already very hard. "Have a feel of her tit Paul" he said, and immediately Paul put his ahnd down my top. My fingers moved over his chest once. His head moved in response. To the side, in short-- timed -- jerks.I imagined dripping water over his body. Or hot wax. I imagined him naked, vulnerable. I imagined giving him oral sex that would make him cringe, plead and beg.I imagined making him suck off each of my fingers. One. At. A. Time.Each time, longer than before. Hissing orders into his ear. Faster. Deeper. Wetter.Masturbating as I did. Sucking my own fingers clean. Tasting it.Instead, I. “What did I do, ma’am?” “Do you know the rule about shirts with buttons at this school. “Yes, but I am heading out to grab some food. It’s pretty hot out today.” It’s always hot outside in this state. I thought to myself. “I understand, but when you return you are to have that shirt buttoned up all the way. You hear me?”“Yes, ma’am.”“Good. You’re lucky I’m on my way to my lunch break. Had I caught you at any other time, I would’ve taken you to my office for a spanking. Now go.”Without another. This woman was 75 years old, about five foot tall, maybe a hundred pounds, blonde hair. She did not look 75, and she was very attractive for an older woman, her name was Mona. But I was shopping for much younger snatch. After being shot down several times I was regrouping at a corner table when the Mona came over and sat down. She again hit on me, this time saying that she would meet me at the elevator in ten minutes and if I was not there she would go to her room alone and depressed. She left.