I felt empty all of a sudden, and open, in an odd way. I flopped down and rolled over onto my back, looking up at Derek, who was wearing a content and...proud look on his face. I sat back up slowly and the stood up, my knees weak beneath me. Derek followed me back into the living room, both of us finding out clothes and getting dressed in silence. I then remembered the lie I had told my husband. “Shit,” I said. “I told Bryan I was out shopping, I can’t go home with nothing to show for it.”. She has always been so beautiful. I licked and kissed and pinched her little nipples ever so gently. Her breasts were small b’s but very shapely. I reached down and slid my hand inside her panties and my fingers inside her pussy. She gasped as my fingers entered her. I used my free hand to raise her arms and smell her pits. She resisted at first, but I held her wrists together and began to lick the sweat from her pits. “Stop it baby. That’s so nasty. I haven’t showered for three. " Closing my locker I leaned up against it. "Like I said, you'll do fine." He took my hand once more, and lead me to my first class. We parted ways since we only have 2nd, and 6th period together. Kissing me he turned toward his first class. I watched him go, and smiled. Everyone has their own little walk. I loved his. I quickly sat down since I had been to busy watching Jackson's butt that the bell had rung, and I was considered late. "Good mourning class." Mrs. Kigali said giving. His lips were so soft and his taste was so sweet. His hands were on my cheeks guiding my head with his as he was kissing me breathless. He began to move hands down and underneath my blouse. He began to play with my breast. Squeezing, rubbing and pinching. His thumb kept brushing over my nipple making it hard to the touch. I was getting so aroused that I began getting wet. Before I knew it we were both half dressed lying on the bed kissing like a couple of teenagers. He breaks the kiss and looks.