A vary thin, lacy bra was all that held Sheila’s small but beautifully formed 34A’s. The waistband of her flared blue skirt was easy and the garm...nt slid over her hips. As she always did, she was wearing a white thong with her lacy garter-belt and tan stockings. Mrs Wilson’s eyes were drinking in the scene as I unfastened the suspenders and removed the belt. The thong was a tie sort and I was undecided which to unfasten first. My hands hovered between the front-fastening bra and the side. It turned out they needed to finish some drawings they had begun yesterday. They showed them to me. They were very realistic but incomplete. Parts of my penis and torso were missing. I told them I couldn't help unless the class instructor okayed their request. When I got back from my break the instructor pulled me to the side of the room and asked me if I could stay after class to do some posing for a few students who had not finished yesterday's work. I readily agreed. The two coeds I had. ’ ‘Ithaca, New York.’ ‘That’s a ways away. What brought you out here?’ ‘I lost my job and decided to have an adventure before looking for a new one.’ I liked the way that sounded, like I was in control of my destiny. ‘You just up and left? What about friends and family?’ ‘My parents live in North Carolina. I still have my friends, but I needed a break.’ I shrugged and accidentally-on-purpose brushed my arm under her breast. I felt her shoulders shake in a silent laugh. ‘Ithaca will be there. Her nipples still jut out. She couldn't resist the kissing. Tom was good at it. She wondered what his tongue would do to her down below. She had to find out. Fuck it, it's Vegas. Crystal found herself reaching for his shorts. She felt his bulge and wasn't disappointed. Definitely bigger than her husband. Tom knew he had her now. He pulled off her bikini top with force. Didn't even untie it. It popped off and Crystal gasped. Her bare breasts stood proud and he stopped kissing her to suck on her.