She got up from the bed and reached for the small drawer beside her, she opened it and pulled out a tube of lubricant, she showed it to me smiling at ...e, I looked and shrugged my shoulders as if I did not understand then moving to the end of her legs, she was lying flat on the bed on her back, I crawled up between her legs as she raised her knees at each side of me, I sat on my heels on the bed in front of her vagina, she brought her legs down and rested them on my legs, the contact with her. She slipped the dress on and started to do the buttons up, there was one button missing which would you believe was right by the crotch area, easily rectified. She looked good even if it was a tad short but it fitted everywhere else.Ann looked in the mirror very happy that the dress fitted,“Can I keep on sir?” she asked excitedly, I looked in the box and pulled out a little crop top, “Try this” I said as I passed it to her, she slowly undid the buttons on her dress and was again standing there. All the praise you got from your grandma, the awards you got at the 4-H Fair, the pictures on the refrigerator—none of that means shit. Accidentally drawing something that could be construed as looking like this simple black vase doesn’t mean you are talented.”Blankenship was on a roll. I could see that every student in the class hated him already. He lectured and expected us to listen. Mostly he told us why none of what we knew or had accomplished meant anything.“Limit your vision! Look at. But I don’t see any reason for awkwardness.” I replied with expecting a positive response.“I don’t know, can you skip the topic.” She insisted.“I’m well aware you are married. We are adults now. It’s just lunch, don’t think much,” I replied with a smiley.“I don’t know. Talk to you later,” she went offline after replying to this.Well for the next few days I messaged her on her Instagram and WhatsApp but there was no response from her. I realized I shouldn’t have asked her out for lunch. After.