Why don't I help you out of these pants?"He couldn't believe his ears. This time there was no mistaking it. Miss Jones had offered to 'help' him out. ...hat else could that mean? All he could do was stand there as Miss Jones started undoing his pants and talking."Bill, have you ever done this before?"All he could do was tell the truth and shake his head. "No." That's OK. I'll try and make this memorable for you. Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do this with you?" Again he could only. I was a mess of feelings. Fears about my friendship with Steph, insecurities about my first sexual experience, and an unrelenting, unbearable state of arousal. Every time I stopped to think, my head overloaded with memories of Stephanie. Her orgasmic moans, her soft fingers on my hardness, her buttocks in my hands...At the end of our runs, Amy and I would race to the finish. Without fail, I would always fall behind my beautiful friend. No matter how hard I tried, Amy was always the better. I reached into my glass and pulled out the mostbeautiful engagement ring I have ever seen. Rusty took it from my hand,got down on one knee, slipped it on my ring finger and asked me tomarry him. Again I was at risk of hyperventilating. I began to cry,yelled "YES" and wrapped my arms around him as we kissed deeply. Theother patrons in the restaurant and all the employees had witnessed itall and applauded us.I couldn't wait to tell Beth. She was at my house with the girls sinceAmanda had a date. She even congratulated her and told her she would get her just reward! And that was the thing she looked forward to. What could the reward be, would it have been worth the effort?She reached the door and rang the bell anxiously. She was cold, it was still freezing as the sun was barely up, and she wanted to get in as soon as possible. She looked at the empty street, only a few cars were in sight, the cold had a grip on the city it seemed, keeping everyone off the streets.And how Ms. Brendan had.
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