I was turned on. I knew I shouldn't be but this man was just so damn fine... I pulled a notebook out of my bag & reached across Mr. James' desk to gra... a pen. He grabbed my hand and stood up bringing me with him. "now, you could do all the make up work, but I have an alternate plan in mind." He pulled me closer to him & I could feel an erection growing in his pants. "Teach that is so wrong." I know," he ran a hand down to my breast and began to fondle it, "but I know you want this." he said. Then it happened, the same two girls he had seen before, together and this time the cheerleader was in street clothes.They were standing in front of a set of glass doors that led into the school.“Hi girls!” he said to them. “Hi,” they replied making small noises and a couple of giggles.The dark haired girl said, “I'm Tamara, Tamara Jackson.”“Wes Beckman.”“Good team this year?” Wes said.“Pretty good,” Tamara said, “probably not as good as last year.”Wes was getting uncomfortable, he said, “Nice. I didn't think he'd want me to cum in his mouth so I let my moans tell him where I was. Then he sped up a little with deep strokes. I could feel the head of my cock rubbing against Bill's tongue and hitting the back of his throat. When I was almost there, I told him, "I gonna cum!" Then he started bobbing up and down quickly on only the head of my cock and I exploded! Wow! It was intense!My cock was still in Bill's mouth when I stopped cumming. Then he licked me a little more and started. It was 8:45. Knowing that you’re always fifteen minutes early, I could see you taking a seat at our favorite corner table, the outside one where the warming summer air could mingle between us, just like our lust for one another did. I sat in my closet digging through shoes, trying to find the perfect pair. All my shoes where heeled because your 6'4" frame towered a complete foot over me. After a long debate with myself, I selected a pair of black lace heels. It was now 8:55 and I could see you.