I was wearing a black miniskirt, white blouse and heels. Even more important was what I wasn't wearing. I had no bra or panties under my outfit. The b...ys stared at my tits all through each class. But their tongues really hung out whenever I hopped up on my desk. Whenever I was sitting at or on my desk, I made sure to spread my legs just enough cause my class to wonder if I had anything on under my skirt. Soon enough, the boys were dropping their pencils and anything else they could think of to. The following days were filled with boring and long winded summaries of the case that would be presented and defended as the teams of lawyers pranced and primped across the floor in front of the jury. Paul was only able to keep awake because of the long hours he had spent on guard duty that trained him for this sort of inactivity. When finally the opening arguments had been presented the panel of judges called the day to an end telling the prosecution to begin the presentation of witnesses the. I decided to ride my luck and told him to get naked. Oh, man! He got out of the rest of his clothes like they were on fire! I don't know if he realized how fast he was going along with my suggestions, but it was obvious to me that he was ripe for the plucking. He stood naked in front of me as I sat on the couch, looking up at his perfect body. I asked him to turn around and he did a slow spin. That ass! Oh, that ass. I knew I had to have him. I sprang to an erection. My cock responding to the. “You have a nice pair, Serena. Mind showing me your ass?” Mike asked after he had me nearly swooning from his touch. Mike was direct and not one to drag things out. If we were going to fuck, I was hot to get it started. “Ohhh, yes, baby,” I purred, the ultimate slut in me taking over. I loved his attention and turned my naked back to him, slipping my thumbs inside the elastic waistband of my sports shorts, and peeled them down my legs, revealing the thong that barely covered my snatch and.