She was so soft to my touch and she was warm, and I felt so comfortable moving inside her, a feeling like I have never had before... I was moving slow...r and I looked into her face and again I saw it. It was the same smile I had seen before but I knew this wasn't the day I had seen it.She began moving into me, urging me on, and her breathing was becoming faster. She had her eyes closed and a look of pure satisfaction on her face. I increased my pace, maintaining her tempo until I knew I was. By the time I reached there I was all drenched & wet. She told me that she had no umbrella as she gave it to another student. She told me to come in & wait for some time till rain stops. I entered in & she offered me a towel. I wiped myself but my clothes were still wet. she told me to wear her son’s clothes or else I could have caught cold. She gave me a T shirt, shorts & an underwear & ushered me to a room to change. She pretended to close the door knob.While changing, I took my t shirt &. I remembered myself at his age and knew that all teenage boys were perpetually horny. As I opened the door, Connie stood beside me wearing an attractive, conservative white silk blouse, but with a fairly short skirt. She was had just turned forty-two earlier that summer, but her legs looked tremendous, as always. You look absolutely wonderful, stammered the awestruck teen. Why, thank you, Billy, she said, smiling warmly in response to his complement. Lets go inside and get comfortable. As she. “Yes”. “Ok come in”, I said, inviting her in.Simi was tall, dark and thin. She was wearing the same navy-blue colored maintenance staff uniform, shirt, and pants. She was wearing a pair of black shoes. Her hair was neatly tied, pleated and pinned around her head at the back. She was carrying a big bag. She came in and placed her bag on the floor. “Do you need something to drink?”, I asked her.“No thank you”, she said, as she opened the bag and began to set up her cleaning equipment. I settled.