..she just didn't need it. When winter finally broke, spring came along and I saw her first once,then twice a day, then more. I asked her I could buy ...er the coke that she brought up to the register....she grinned at me and said sure. She thanked me, and we started talking, just small talk and all. She told me why I had not seen her all winter, Kathy explained that she didn't have very sure footing and could not risk falling. Well I finally got the nerve to ask her out, she said we could. I give a little tilt and look. I can see her pussy just under her ass. She must have positioned herself this way consciously; it looks too perfect. She is clearly not done playing with me. I’d known that, but made her leave the bathroom first so that she wouldn’t sneak a piss in while I wasn’t watching. She stands up, turns around, and gives a little stunned and stern look as if she wasn’t expecting me to be checking her out. Of course she knew, how could she not have known. I straighten up.. "You will stay down there till you make me cum and the only way to make me cum is finger my asshole too".That was something I did NOT wanna do. She then lifted her ass in the air and I knew I had to. I stuck two fingers in her pussy and one in her ass as I licked her clit. She eventually came and squirted all over my face as she pulled my hair.I thought it was over after that until she reached into her briefcase and took out a strap on. She put it on and told me to suck it. She kept. At some points, I thought I could see, just barely, where her nipples poked through the fabric. My eyes glanced downwards, towards her thighs. The dress she was wearing had a small skirt that barely covered her ass, but underneath it she wore leggings which only outlined her butt even more. She looks great today, I thought to myself as I turned back to the conversation. After lunch was over, Isabelle and I had World Literature. That class was taught by Mrs. Young, probably the nicest teacher in.