He sat on the edge of the couch. I got on to my knees in front of him. I pulled his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. I took a deep breath, unhook...d my bra and let it fall to the side. He couldn’t resist cupping my breasts as I pushed my hair back. I looked up at him and he looked down at me, his hard cock between us. The air was cool on my topless body, but my lust kept me warm. I wrapped one hand around him and stroked his long, smooth shaft. A month ago, I would’ve never imagined this. It means now, at three o'clock in the morning. Remember what was written on the sheet which Deputy Chief Weber handed you this morning: 'The explosion is independent of the letters. It will take place at three o'clock in the morning.' At three o'clock in the morning, today, Monsieur le Prefet!" The voice faltered and then continued:"Go away, please. Let no one remain in the house. You must believe me. I know everything about the business. And nothing can prevent the threat from being executed.. They are so soft, and your nipples feel amazing between my fingers.”All I could do was groan.She kissed me lightly on the lips, before snaking her tongue into my mouth. We had made out a few times before, so it wasn’t new to me. Just the way she was touching, caressing and pinching my breasts was. She started to pull at my breasts by my nipples, the sensation was amazing, and I was gushing because of it.She stopped kissing me and started to kiss my chin and down my neck. I knew what she was. She knocked on the door and Miss Parsons called for her to enter. She was surprised when the young teacher told her that their meeting was to be held in Miss Williams room, because for one thing, she didn't have a class with her, and for another she was scared to death of the old math teacher! As they walked through halls on their way to Miss Williams room, Cheryl wondered what in the world this was all about! The room looked dark but Miss Parsons opened the door slowly and led Cheryl inside..