It was obvious that she had dropped something on the floor and I decided to use this to my advantage. If I was ever going to be successful with women... then this was always down to my wit and intelligence! I casually sauntered up to this lady whilst trying to take my eyes off that lovely pert bottom of hers to focus on the ground to see what she was looking for. I looked along the ground where she was not looking just in case whatever she had dropped was not within the area she was scanning. . .hoping...she slid down me and kissed my chest my stomach and then my cock, on her knees she looked at it and commented on how lovely it looked and how wonderfully hard it was. She placed her mouth around the head and slowly eased my hard cock into her warm moist mouth inch by inch. I started to breathe heavily as she kept going my shaft disappearing into her hot mouth. She eventually stopped as the tip touched the back of her throat, she slid her mouth back over the shaft towards the head. Not that she flirted with any of us or teased us in anyway. She was actually very strict in her class when she wanted to be, but also knew how to make you laugh. I would go home almost every day after school and think about her and her tight body with her long silky legs wrapped around me. I could not get the image out of my mind. She was 5’7′ with long black hair halfway down her back as well as tan skin, but you knew it was a tan not her natural skin tone. You could tell she made it a habit. She would expect Alice to put the stockings and her suspender belt in the wash, but Jane did not remember washing them. If Alice had put them in the wash, then Jane might have inspected the black stockings not only for ladders but also any stains. She was starting to get a little damp at thought of finding dried spunk on her stockings again. “I wonder what happened to those sheers,” Jane said to herself.She then found a pair of brown stockings that would actually go better with the brown.