Running gently over your breasts, just firm enough to feel my fingers run across your nipples through your bra. My hands run down your body, and down ...ach leg over your skirt, and down your silky legs. Im at the bottom of the bed, and you know that I can see straight up your skirt, but you cant do anything about it! I kneel at the bottom of the bed and push your skirt up so it is around your waist, and I take in those gorgous legs. My hands guide your ankles back so your knees are in the air,. As the wine was drunk, the coversation got franker; you told me what you liked and how you liked it. That you prefered to keep things natuaral instead of shaven. You owned up to a secret desire to be touched by another woman. And finally, that you wanted m; that your pussy was wet for me and your body ached for me to touch it.You knew I wanted you too. I told you that I did. I was consumed with desire, my erection raging so hard in its denimn prison. We kissed passionately, my hands. Not a word to anyone, and NOT something you'd expect from the Captain. And then this whole weekend she locked herself in that big, empty house and wouldn't come out. She wouldn't answer her phone and when Heather and I went over and banged on her door, she wouldn't let us in."Lynne looked seriously freaked out but barely paused to breathe. "So anyways, the instant she showed up at school this morning Heather and I cornered her and started asking questions. We asked if something was going on. "Michele," I replied demurely pulling down the hem and straightening my skirt."Well Bobby is going to spend some time with you as soon as he can honey," he looked over at Steve."Thanks mate; see you later hey?" No worries Bobby, hang in there pal," Steve replied and grabbed my wrist again."Come on Michele; get a fucking wriggle on, we got a schedule to keep if you want to look nice for Angie," he grinned and carried on dragging me down the lower corridor of F block.I felt Bobby's semen cooling.