I was drawn in by the warmth of her skin and the smell of vanilla in her hair, before being pulled back into reality. I pushed her away and spoke, "Wh...at's going on? I thought you hated me and wanted to make my life hell. Earlier today you had a guy push me and throw my shit, but now you want to make out in an empty classroom?" She stared at me for a moment and replied, "Okay, I know this may seem weird to you and you can leave if you want to, but hear me out. I know we were friends before high. Today was different however. She had made a decision that this couldn't go on any longer. If Andy didn't want to satisfy her then she would find people who would. She knew she could have any man she wanted at work - it wouldn't be hard. Her friends could supply her with a stream of available men they knew - and there were even a couple of guys in the neighbourhood she'd seen that she could try if needed.She slipped her skirt down her thighs. Her long legs were clad in black thigh highs - and. Her heart froze but she didn't jump. Nor did she turn turn around immediately, instead raising her eyes from the book and catching her breath and holding it. It was as if she was experiencing an energy surge but she refused to succumb to it. She knew he was there behind her, watching her. Somewhere deep inside, she had envisioned something like this happening, to be caught by him, to be alone with him. Her deepest thoughts had anticipated this moment. She had long resolved not to be a nervous,. " She smiled and reached over grabbing my crotch throughmy pants again. "That's why I have wanted to teach you how to suckpussy." "Mom," I said a bit louder than I intended, and laughed, "you are toomuch." Not sure if she might be serious, worried or thinking about thehot tempest between her legs, her obvious excitement showing throughwith a wet spot growing between her legs. (I know, that's normal too.) "Ok, no class right now, maybe this weekend." She patted the dampmaterial between her legs..