I had a choice of tops and plumped for my light cerise blouse, with cream buttons. It was a close enough fit, so that it flattered my breasts, but sti...l looked a little business-like. I might only be seventeen but I wanted to show Mr LeMay what a big girl I was. White cotton socks, red lollypop and my ass hanging out would have been too obviously provocative. I wanted to demonstrate to the top man that I had a little culture as well as being a self-proclaimed slut. There was a buzz around. Little do you know that I’ve been needing you all day. I ask you to come in to my office and shut the door. You get a worried look on your face, wondering if you have done something wrong, whether you are being let go. You sit in one of the guest chairs facing my desk. I can hear the swish of your stockings as you walk through my office, your heels sinking into the carpeting.I ask you if you like working for me, and you smile shyly, saying that you do enjoy it, but you wish I was a bit more. ..feels soo fucking good. Now its my turn” she dropped to her knees and began to undo my bathing suit while running her hand where my hard cock was poking out, she pulled them down and my hard cock was fully erect. “such a nice and meaty cock” she said, and began to lick around the head and shaft, then she put her lips on it and slowly began to suck, I moaned in delight as she went from slow sucking to fast sucking and eventually to near deep throating, her mouth was covered in saliva and. They couldn’t understand our love, though. They could never understand that we were saving ourselves – our moment - for that special day, not wanting our first time to be in a car or a seedy motel room. We wanted it to be special.I wonder if they still wonder if we ever ?went all the way? back then. Do they still wonder about our first time? Could they ever understand why we waited until after graduation, for a time when we could be together without fear of interruption or hurried tackiness? I.