Carson, please have a seat," said the big man from behind his desk."Mr. Fitzwater, I'm not sure why you would request to see me. After all, Mrs. Seale... is my guidance counselor," smirked Derek."Mr. Carson, let's cut to the chase." By all means, Mr. Fitzwater." Your little friend has not come to see me." And what little friend is this?" You know very well who I mean." If you are talking about Miss Turner, isn't it is quite obvious why?" frowned Derek."Well, son, I don't think you realize how. " Melissa said stepping out of hercar to the man standing outside of his truck."Yes it does, Melissa. I wish I could tell you I had done it." was hisreply."Excuse me?" Really... I don't mind you finding someone else to do the work, likeyour nephew. I just like a little notice before hand so I don't have towaste the trip." Huh? What are you..." Melissa started to say when she saw the frontdoor open and Derek walked passed her, opened the back seat and tookthe groceries in she had just purchased;. She stood up and saw this gorgeous blond big chested girl wearing only a bra and a thong. I became hard and she made me stand and told me to get naked. I took off my clothes and threw them into a pile and touched her breasts again. They were warm and soft. I undid her bra and let her D-cups hang. I took a step back and stared. They were even better than previously especially out of the bra. She kissed me and once again her tongue entered her mouth. We kissed passionately and her hand stroked my. ‘What do you think?’ she asked coquettishly. I slid my hand under the hem of the dress, slipped my finger under her panties to feel her moistening slit, and whispered in her ear, ‘Just don’t wear the panties,’ as I pulled my finger away. ‘Oh, please, don’t stop,’ she begged in her breathiest whisper. I slipped my moist fingers through her lips, onto her tongue, and said, ‘There’s more for you to try on,’ before walking out of the fitting room and leaving her restless. I knew she would need.