Kelly's inebriated state revealed itself. She tried to get up but fell back into the chair. A confused look crossed her face. "That's pretty depressin...," she finally said after a brief silence.I nodded in agreement, then said, "So if you want to come you can either rub yourself off or..." Or what?" Kelly asked."Or," I whispered seductively, "Sometimes girls just have to make their own fun."A befuddled Kelly tried to think this statement out, but failed.Then I was trying to figure out the best. She threw herself into my arms and kissed me hungrily. Our tongues probed and swirled into each others cavities, as our hands groped frantically at our binding clothes. My fingers fumbled with the buttons on her blazer as she attempted to open my shirt. She stepped back, breaking free from out heated kiss.“Sit on the bed, Rajat,” she spoke seductively. I backed up to the king size bed, not taking my eyes off her. Smiling wickedly, she began to unbutton her blazer while she swayed her hips. She waswearing a short skirt and blouse, which displayed hertits, which she tried to ignore.“Hi,” said the girl. “My name Melissa.”“Hi Melissa,” replied Joan. “I’m Joan. Good to meetyou.”“Well Joan,” said Melissa, “are you a bottom or a top?I bet you’re a bottom and I would love to dominate youmyself.”Joan unaware of the terms got the message that Melissathought she was gay and told her she had just droppedin. You know the routine by know over the desk please, so you dutifully put your hands on the desk and bend over the exitement and anticipation almost at boiling point. I then slowly walk round behind you and lift your grey school skirt up as far as it will go exposing your perfectly formed long 18 year old legs, then i slowly slide your red already wet panties down to your ankles leaving your soft round arse exposed to the cool air in the air conditioned office. As this is becoming a regular thing.