Images of yesterday drift over me; a woman, a restaurant, lingerie, champagne, a gentle lingering kiss, gorgeous breasts, hard nipples. Random images ...lay, but I am unable to focus on any one of them before the erotic slide show moves on. As I become more aware of my surroundings I recall the layout of the room. I am in a hotel. The room is very quiet – a high floor – and the room is only faintly light, the first shafts of sunlight squeezing through gaps around the heavy curtains. I am lying on. She felt it pulsing and growing and she lightened her grip and stared as the cock grew in girth and length. Stepping closer to her dad, she slowly moved her hand down the shaft and a audible "ahhhhhhh" escaped his lips at the movement. She turned her body slightly and continued to stroke her dads cock in a steady up and down motion feeling his body stifffen as did his now fully erect cock in her hand. Her dad moved his head in an effort to put it on his daughters shoulder but due to his. It was all that was on my mind. With finals for school and state playoffs coming up, I was beyond stressed. Not to mention the fact that I had not been laid in over six months. I walked into Mr. Patterson's class and took my normal spot at my own desk at the back of his room near his office. It was almost torture being so close to his office. The place where we had just been so intimate only a week before. Thoughts of his tongue skillfully massaging mine and his cock grinding against my pussy. “The fly man the fucking fly,” was all he could say his voice breaking with excitement. I tried to calm Jeff the best I could and get a handle on what he was so excited about. “Ok, calm down man, you lost me somewhere between chrome carburetors and flies. Just exactly what the fuck are you talking about? Jeff was talking a mile a minute now. “I can see your entire rec room and hear everything that is going on. I can hear your stereo and I just heard your dog bark.” “What’s the big deal with.