As I sat down, a new message appeared.‘Good girl, well done, you passed the test.’I just assumed that she had waited a few minutes before writing ...back.‘Now, check your email for me,’ she wrote.I was puzzled, how did she know my email address? It wasn’t listed on this site. I went to my email software and opened it. A new email was in my inbox and it said it was from Miss Susie who I had never heard of. I clicked it and all it said was ‘Gotcha.’ There was an attachment though so I clicked on. "I have a free period now... So, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out," he said, removing his blazer."In here? I thought we were being discrete." No one will be in here, I've requested a quiet period. And the door is locked..." Mike then slowly undid his belt. I saw that as a signal and I walked over to kiss him. Our lips gently touched, before falling into a more passionate kiss. I tried to fumble around with the buttons on his shirt before tearing it off, knocking out a few. I jokingly chimed in, “We could play strip-FNM…” I laughed quietly to myself and blushed, imagining how preposterous that would be. * “Actually, Moriah…” Tim started, but blushed and looked away. “That idea isn’t half-bad, babe,” James stated. “Yeah, I’m in!” Drake proclaimed, almost a little too enthusiastic. I blushed deeply and held up my hands in protest before James nudged me and said I was a killjoy. “Fine. But just this ONCE,” I stated firmly, secretly thinking of how much fun it might. She took the hand that rested on her lips, suckling on it with groans like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted. It slipped into her mouth and she licked upward to my fingertip before she opened my fist and guided my hand down the neck of her shirt. "Do you like that, baby?" She asked with a sultry voice as I groped her massive tit and massaged it. "Fuck yeah I do! But you know what I'd like more?" I asked, squeezing hard enough to make her moan softly as her eyes turned to me, her mouth.