She was a little more made up than the other women. ‘You’re new!’ she exclaimed. ‘That’s right, I am,’ James answered. ‘I’m James O’...oole. I’ll be teaching math this year.’ ‘I teach English, myself.’ she said. ‘I’m Victoria Morgan.’ ‘I’m pleased to meet you, Victoria.’ James answered politely. ‘You’d better call me ‘Vicki’,’ she corrected. ‘Everyone does.’ ‘Thanks, I’ll remember that,’ James answered. ‘Are you married, James?’ she probed. ‘No, I never have been.’ James answered, a little bit. I mean she was soaking. So I start to finger her slowly, gradually sliding 2 fingers in and getting faster and faster until she begs me to slide down my jeans. Sliding them down she tells me to stand up, I oblige, and she rips my boxers down exposing my erect cock. She takes it all in her mouth, right down to the base and back up again. Starting to toss me off, she tells me how much bigger than her boyfriend I am, and how she wants to violate her face. I oblige and take a handful of her hair. " I heard her soft gasp, but she didn't pull away when I placed my hand on her knee under the tablecloth. No one could see my hand caressing her knee and begin to move up her leg under her dress and along the soft, warm skin of her inner thigh. She let out another soft sigh as she parted her legs to give my bold hand access to her secrets. I could feel her heart beat faster as I whispered how much I wanted her and my fingers touched the heat of her pussy through the thin barrier of her panties.. There was no logic to why I felt this experiment or this woman was so important."Good. Thirty minutes at McDonalds on Main Street. Wear a tight T-shirt, no jacket," She said just before she hung up."But wait," I started speaking into the now dead phone. There were so many questions I wanted to ask. The McDonalds was only about 15 minutes away from my apartment. I rushed around, put on a fresh T-shirt, dabbing deodorant under my arms in the process, brushed my teeth, and quickly shaved my.