The supply room was a dark, dreary room about the size of an average living room, with rack shelving slicing the room into smaller bits of space. He k...ew it well, though. He’d jerked off in the back corner on many occasions when Nurse Baker was on her break or otherwise unable to track his every movement. He first caught a glimpse of the new girl as he opened the door to the supply room. She was petite with long, silky auburn hair pulled back into a pony tail. Her waist was tiny and her ass. “Let’s see them.”“What?”“You heard me” said Liz. “This is now your dare. Take off your top.”“You’re joking.”“No”, said Liz. “You’re living with an inferiority complex, one that’s unwarranted. You’re beautiful with a perfect body. I want to see you. That’s a dare.”Neither Billy nor I said a word. Let the girls sort this one out. But we were rooting for Liz.Simone sat still for at least a minute. No one spoke. What was she thinking? Then she stood up. Her fingers began to unbutton her. He laughed at her perplexed expression and how she was scrunched defensively."Matthew it's not funny! I'm not having sex with my own son!" Even the words made her shiver icily. "Jesus ... I don't believe you just did that. It was a joke, right? A birthday prank?"His grin was sheepish. "If that's what you want, sure."Her jaw dropped. "Matthew!" She laughed harshly. "I am not having sex with my son!"But that's exactly what she did, that very night. And it was good.It was 3:43 a.m. Mattie was. She immediately began moaning and grinding her hips against my face. I sucked her clit, and tongued her pussy until she exploded on my face. I stood up, slipped my cock into her I think before her orgasm completely subsided. She gasped and wrapped her legs around me. I began bucking into her as she threw herself onto my cock. She leaned forward, wrapped her arms around my neck and said take me to the bedroom. I carried her in that position and as I did I could feel her squeezing my cock with.