Still four and a half hours to go. I'll mind-fuck her then capture my prey. She steals a look at me with an hour to go. The look on her face said it a...l. She's perturbed that I haven't texted her. Excellent! She'll never know what hit her. She'll get something she won't expect, waiting for a damn text lol. Sucker! Well, that is the ultimate goal, to suck her.Twenty minutes remaining. Three days now, and we still have not spoken a word. Time to make my move. Damn. Office manager is talking to. "Yes, yes, something very important has been brought to my attention," Ken stated, as he wanted to get right to the point. "Someone reported that Coach Sarah is fraternizing with one of her players ... well to be honest, with you."His revelation felt like a kick to the stomach. Julie broke out in a cold sweat and she contemplated the loss of something so important to her as being on the prestigious cheerleading squad. "No, well ... I'm not sure what you mean," she muttered. "Sarah is the coach. Twirling each alternately between my thumb and forefinger, I let my other hand slip between my legs and rub over my clit, throwing my head back and enjoying the sensations you can only get when you take care of yourself. My body was warming, tingling when I heard voices in the hall and a key in the door across from mine – Blaine was home from school! Having left work early, it hadn’t occurred to me that he would be home now – damn! I listened and heard two or three voices, all male and. Did the machine rock your world.” I cringed at her really bad joke. I could tell she thought about that dumb line for a while and couldn’t wait to deliver it. So I felt the need to respond to it.“ha ha. Yeah the best I ever had. We’re getting married next spring.”“I better be invited” she retorted back quickly. She was witty that way. I wasn’t“We’ll see.” My attempt at a witty response was lame. But I was too distracted to care too much. I went over to the instrument storage area. My family.