I remember having dance classes at school and whenever I'd dance with Pam, I'd do my best to get my hands up on her chest so I could feel the budding ...its that were visibly growing there underneath her clothes.Pam also began to shoot up in height as she reached puberty and she was eventually one of the tallest girls in our class but that only made her that much sexier to we guys. We found Pam to be very sexy and by the time I went off to college and Pam was at the same school, she was a total. "Don't let me stop you" says a voice I don't recognise.Puzzled, and frightened for my job, I turn to see who is behind me. Relief floods through me when I see its not a manager, but Rachel the cleaning lady. We've exchanged smiles and glances, but never spoke. I begin to think I can convince her to say nothing, and start to put myself back in my pants. Her right hand leaves my shoulder as she reaches down past me. Her breasts brush my shoulder as she talked hold of my cock. "Oh no"' she says,. I was gentle, loving, and there was no reason not to be. Apart from her shaking, not only she looked like she had already recovered from the scare I put her through downstairs, but now she seemed to melt at my touch. If somebody saw us right now, they’d believe we were lovers. Thinking straight, in a way, I think we were. For as much as I’d like to deny, and I’d never tell her, what we had was a relationship, and if I said I didn’t feel anything for that girl, I’d be lying. I proved that to. "He was gripping her tightly around the hips now and it was obvious that he spurting deep inside her. He had finished but he seemed reluctant to pull out."Come on mate, get out of the way," said one."Yeah, sorry," he said and pulled out and moved away.A new guy moved between her legs and he too pumped away; he only lasted a few minutes when he became still."My go," said the last guy.They were all finished now and doing up their clothes."What now?" one asked."Lets take her back to my place,".