So I'll see you at the party?." June asked him.The party at Ethan Hall was in the Hall kitchen and adjoining study room where you could eat something ...uick you made or have morning coffee. It was a players only get-together with only small amounts of dorm-banned alcohol. It was usually a bottle of Jack Daniels or the like, a jug of wine and maybe a couple cases of beer. Few knew who provided the booze to the mostly underage crowd, but as long as it didn't get rowdy and the party didn't seep. ..When she opened the door she was in her school blazer...just her school blazer she said come in, the house is all ours.She led me upstairs and sat me down on her bed, she starting taking off my jeans and then stopped halfway off, so I started caressing her exposed pussy lips already wet and dripping with desire. She started taking my jeans off again and this time she pulled them off and started using her hands on my hard cock...it felt amazing, a lot more intense than just wanking normally.. "And this one?" she said handing me another knee length skirt but this time black with a stunning front knife pleat and side button fastenings. It was a bit more fashionable than the brown one but just as feminine. Taking it from her I again went into the changing room to try it on. The skirt felt great and looked fabulous, it was going to be difficult to decide! Again I came out from the curtain and saw that Val again was grinning. "You really suit that one too Andrea, infact I would say its. So here I sit, naked, blindfolded, tied to one of The Jefferson’s best reproduction Chippendale chairs, with dried cum all over my legs, and warily awaiting your next move. I hear a faint rustle, and then a zipper being slowly operated. I assume the rustle was you removing the blouse, and the zipper must be in the back of your grey pinstripe skirt. I was only partly right; the zipper was the skirt, but the rustle was you removing and folding your suit jacket. I feel cool silk against the tops.