And indeed, as the train pulls into the station, she joins the queue to leave by the doors behind himTom can now see that she is wearing a very short,...pleated blue and green tartan skirt, a pair of pure white, knee length, white cotton socks and sensible, navy blue shoes, with a small heel, to go with the navy school blazer and white blouse.The train jerks to a stop as she is passing his seat and she pretends to stumble and fall. As she does so she places the palm of her left hand in his lap to. Her boobs were now creating much better impression above her top.Now I told her to walk around the whole class three times by stamping her feet but not creating much noise. She started doing it, and I cannot explain that sight. Her boobs were bouncing vigorously with every step. Her ass was also bouncing like anything. All the boys were only concentrating there. She felt ashamed.I didn’t want to be too harsh on her on the very first day and didn’t order her to do anything else. But I wanted to. “About your fee…”Erica held up a commanding hand, stopping him in his tracks. “We can discuss my fee after I’m done,” she said firmly. “I operate on a, shall we say, sliding scale. You pay for results, not promises.” A darkly satisfied smile flashed across those perfect red lips, then vanished. “I dare say, though, that I’ve never had an unsatisfied client, nor one that felt I’d overcharged.” Her face became all business again. “So, when can you drop off your wife?”Jeff thought for a moment.. "Fare thee well," Lucy wished. "Hope your girl meets you at the railway station."Jack smiled. "Well, in case she doesn't, I better steal a kiss to tide me through," he said. Lucy's eyes widened with surprise, but her lips softened for Jack's kiss. She felt her cheeks flush and her nipples harden. Her own arms wrapped around him and her lips moved against his.They broke away and looked at one another with wide-open eyes.Jack laughed. "I should have done that a long time ago," he said. He licked.