I'd dated him for a little while earlier in the year, but he was a little pushy and it hadn't lasted long. "Put your hands on top of your head for me,...will you?" Uh, Hi, Scott." I blushed a little, but did as he directed me. He smiled and put both hands on my chest, feeling my breasts. "Remember when I wanted you to do that a couple of months ago, and you wouldn't?" he reminded me, grinning. "You've come a long way since then." I guess so." He made me feel pretty uncomfortable."Look right into. It’s just that I’m older than you.”“I’m legal in this state.” I felt so naughty saying it. The old me would’ve never been so forward. Then again, the old me would’ve never gotten what she wanted. “I want you. You want me. I don’t see any problems.”He looked me up and down, looking at me like he was ready to tear off my uniform. He shook his head with a smile. “I don’t have my own place.”“Are there any cameras here?”“I had no idea you were like this.”Neither did I.“Let’s close down the store. His body was flawless, and the cock that dangled between his legs was big and thick, he knew it measured every bit of 8 inches when erect. He wondered why he could not get anywhere with the girls at school. He was 19 years old, a sophomore in college, and still had never fucked a girl. In fact he had never had a sexual experience of any kind other than a chaste kiss at the door.Not that he didn’t like girls, there were plenty that caught his eye, but he was just such a dork around them. He. What were they thinking? When did the all thing started?Ok. Everyone would agree. It's common fantasy. You can even say it is a widespread fantasy. But.. Now, that she've noticed them being intimate with each other... Could she really feel herself not to be entitled? For Christ sake, she's not that different at all. She had also been troubled by some thoughts of letting herself to be less strict in regard of all this. But she simply couldn't imagine all the milestones. For a moment Sandra've.