She glanced down over her own flushed and tender body, the closet door slats forming a striped pattern over her stomach and breasts. She wondered how ...he was going to make it without a chance to touch her pussy for relief. Then she got an idea. Courtney’s right foot sat close to her wet slit. Using what little resources she had in movement, she pushed her heel closer and closer until she made contact. Fuck, finally. She pressed her heel against her clit, making slow circles around her. He even gave me the name of a mechanic he knew and trusted, telling me that his charge to evaluate a car would be very reasonable.Armed with that, and having done some reading in car magazines, I decided after a week that a Triumph TR3 roadster looked like it might suit me nicely. The next Saturday, I went to the Triumph dealer. I pulled myself together and went inside, where I was greeted by a salesman, who, surprisingly, seemed to be fairly low key. I told him that I was interested in the. “It really does seem like paradise.”“Maybe there’s a snake nearby” I teased.“Well while it remains asleep in the sun it’s not a threat.” she smirked playfully.We swam to the shore and I was surprised when she simply walked out naked.As the water cascaded off her sleek form she took her hair and wrung it out.Her butt was on full display and as she flexed it a few feet in front of me my cock sprung.She looked back coyly over her shoulder at me.“Coming?” she asked.“So very nearly!”Her eyes drop. She was so used to seeing the school uniform, but not when about to go over a girl's lap. Yet she knew it had been wrong to spy on the girls when in the shower even though it gave her such great orgasms, and so she knew she deserved to be punished. However, as much as she had fantasied about it, she had never expected to be actually spanked by one of her students, although that was still far better than being reported to the headmistress and governors. She would certainly have preferred her.