. that might be a good idea," the 16-year-old answered hoping her enthusiasm wasn't showing.It was during their second kiss that tongues were exchange..., delving deep inside each other's mouth. Further kisses brought the first touch as fingers crept over each other's breasts, first over their blouses but soon beneath.They had each seen the other nude numerous times in the school locker room or while changing while playing dress-up. Each had secretly checked out the other to compare against their. " May I kiss you, Sammy?" Wanda, you're an intelligent woman. I want that little girl act of yours to cease immediately."She looked at me, aghast. "I'm sorry. May I kiss you, Mr. Oldham?" she asked in a sophisticated voice that made me laugh."I'm tired of seeing you dressed like a clown. Don't you have any business clothes?" I like baggy," she said, reverting to her child's voice."Everyone compliments your work, Wanda. I know you take pride in what you turn out. It's time you take pride in how. " The silence that filled the room was immediate and deafening. My mind was racing. He was an asshole, and I wanted my son not get beat up, but my desire burned. I was soaked. I wanted badly to prove him wrong, to ask him to leave, but could not make myself."Well, should I go?" He was smirking widely now. I moved head a miniscule amount, the smallest of shakes."What was that?" He put his hands on my shoulders. His grip was strong. I shook my head fully. He smiled and grabbed my blouse. He. It took all of my focus not to blow my load right then, but somehow I managed to hold out as she withdrew, then took me in again. Groaning, I reached down and gripped her hair. Turns out, Mrs. McKinley really, really likes it when guys do that. She moaned, and only then did I wonder if the doors to the classroom were locked. Her office was a small room inside the larger classroom, but even if her door was locked, anyone who came into the classroom would be able to hear us inside. I wasn't about.