Never before had she cum so hard. Even Janet's voracious attack on her pussy didn't push her this far. Every cell in her body vibrated in the carnal c...lebration. Her mouth hung agape, a string of saliva hanging down to Janet's flat bush. Her cunt made tiny ejaculatory squirts onto the bed below. At last, when her overwhelmed mind could take no more, her glazed eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she collapsed in a heap between Janet's legs. Everyone became still all at once. Lucky,. I couldn't focus in art class, I kept thinking about the firemen in the parking lot, about being fucked hard in the back of a pick up truck, having my breasts squeezed and pulled. I, some how, made it through the day and back home. I stripped down and started reading my favorite erotica and felt my nipples get hard, my juices started to flow. But I wasn't in the mood to finish quickly tonight, I teased myself. Long slow stroke of my fingers, purposefully avoiding my clit, waiting until I was. I didn't have a single pair ofpants in there. Instead, I had mini skirts made of every possible fabricand in every color. Inside the shoe racks next to the door were almostforty pairs of high heeled shoes. Two drawers were filled with pantyhosesand hold-ups while another one contained a large number of neatly foldedpanties.On my bed was a short mini skirt in black and red tartan, paired by mysister with the red patent high heeled shoes on the floor. They lookedspectacular, but they were not. Like peeling potatoes for Thanksgiving dinner. Can't wait to see "Jules Titan, Chairwoman" of Cunning Ad Associates Group," he mumbled to himself. The typical boring stuff proceeded along the typical boring meeting path. Jake amused himself by wondering how long it has been since each of the stuffy ol' ladies on the board got laid. Surely Ms. Kaplan had gotten it at least once this year. Probably after the Spring Dinner when she had been flirting with ol' man Bester; 75 years old and still.