When I looked back up at her face, she was smiling. I blushed again.“Wait her, Tessa. I need to use the ladies room.”I stood up as she did and w...tched her leave. Her ass seemed to be swaying back and forth more than it did before, her legs sliding together and I could hear that soft silky sound as her stockings slide back and forth with each sexy step she took. I was too nervous to sit back down, so I looked around the office and moved to my desk. There was nothing there. It was clear that. No bother. You maybe startled us a second, but that didn’t slow Katie down.”Mark interjected loudly, “Hey, what the hell! Am I the only one not getting’ anything here tonight?”“Oh for Christ’s sake, Mark!” Heather commented with a laugh. “I’ll take you to that same room and do you right now so you don’t feel left out.”“Can I come too?” Brian asked, chuckling. I liked Brian. He was direct and not so shy. His timing seemed pretty good, too.Heather quickly gave Brian the once over, smiled and. When our turn came, we chose a seat each, to make clothes.My pulse quickened, as Juanjo, who was on my right, he undressed. One minute, I had undressed me, to meet with a fine lycra sleep. He had to do a little cold, and it gave me goosebumps. He also ended, and actually looked it was the largest class. Her skin was brown rather more than mine, robust and bulky chest, partially covered, for dark, soft hair that went down her belly protruding somewhat. The underwear, that covered part of his. Michele rubbed a finger along the crotch of Jill's panties and pushed the silken gusset into her labia, pressing her knuckle against Jill's clitoris. Jill shuddered and Michele felt Jill's panties moisten. Jill slid her hand down and stroked Michele's diaphanous nyloned thigh and slowly ran her fingers up to Michele's stocking-top, continuing further up along her pantyhosed thigh until she cupped Michele's hard member encased in the silky-smooth layers of her pantyhose gusset and satin bikini.