"Not bad" I said as I gave it another lick. "Not bad at all" and I turned, unlocked the door and left her standing there in the room. As I walked down...the hall I figured that it was probably best that I get the hell out of there.As I headed for Managerial Econ on Monday I wondered what was in store for me. Not class wise, but from Miss Stewart. She was already there when I took my seat and she ignored me. Didn't even look my way once. At least not as far as I could tell. I did look at her. I put on my sexiest dress and played with my erect nipples, tweeking them and rubbing them, pushing my other hand down my front gripping my balls and squeezing them softlly. I moaned and realised what I was doing. I hadnt even started putting on makeup yet. Fifteen minutes later I was ready. I looked in the mirror and thought that I looked good and sexy for my client. He he, I let out an involuntary giggle and laughed out loud. Jesus, the nerves were killing me. I need a drink. I poured myself. Hold-up black stockings with lacy tops, black silky knickers and matching bra, a black clingy dress with see-through lace along the arms and around the neckline, modest heels.... she looked sensational but when I tried to embrace her she pushed me away gently, saying that's for later, maybe. Our conversation was matter-of-fact but I could tell there was a sense of excitement in her voice.I asked her where she was going and she said, that's for later also but not to worry about her as she would. His athletic background was enough for him to manage to keep his cool as her banged the gorgeous female in front of him.“You two are… ohhh… different but are the same! Ahh… Serge fucks me with class and you with strength… ohhh…”The match-up of two people with different builds excited Bella’s mind enough for her to dive herself into sucking Serge’s cock and allowing Don to have a full view of her ass so he could stick his pole into her slit and have a good afternoon of sexing with a MILF like.