When I got to school and saw the look on Reggie's face I remembered what I did yesterday and it made me smile all over again. If I had an ounce of sen...e I wouldn't have been screwing with her like that. But she's such a bully and it really annoys me the way everyone backs down from her all the time. Even a lot of the guys are afraid of her.She was waiting for me after school that day. She blocked my path on the way out of the building. Like a mob enforcer she snarled, "Hey! Bonner! We need to. Was this really happening? It was so hot! Her breasts pressed hard into my back as my breathing came up and I began to moan softly. Then she backed off, gliding her fingers down the outside of my labia, lower towards my butthole. I was so wet everywhere that they slid freely. For an instant I was disappointed. Then she started again and I felt the orgasm building slowly once more. This time my breathing as more out of control, the rising and falling of my chest flowing with a quiet desperation. Sir and I started exchanging emails after I agreed to meet him. We chatted for hours until I left for work that night, and I started chatting immediatley when I got home. I felt as though I knew everything about him already. He was a divorcee, and lived alone in a house in a gated community across town. I sent him some pictures of myself, at his request, so he knew what I looked like, and what to expect when we met. He gave me his address, and told me to dress how I would if I was going to work. Mary ignored him.She went in and locked the door. She took a deep breath and started to get dressed.She applied her red lipstick and then black eyeliner. Next, she stripped out of her work clothes and pulled on a red thong. It felt strange having a string up her butt, but once she had it on, it was ok. Next, she wiggled into the skin-tight short back skirt, it only came down four inches passed her crotch, then she pulled on white thigh high stockings. Next, she put on a white blouse that was.