” “I’m very tempted to do just that if you don’t explain. Just tell me what the hell is going on.” “And remember how you owe me. All those...times I covered for you as you both went off to fuck in your office.” “Billie! “ “Okay, okay. I didn’t sleep with Kent. I just invited him to your party as my date to make you jealous. To make you open your eyes and see what you have in front of you. A really good man who’s in love with you.” “He didn’t look like a man in love the way he was all up on you.”. I could separate the lust of my fantasies with what I was feeling so I knew it was love. I would never give up. It was after school and a Friday afternoon, I had just left my seventh hour, which was downstairs, and put my books in my locker. I then walked upstairs to Mrs. Sparks’ classroom. Before I entered her room, I peeked in the side window to see if the room was empty before entering. Lucky for me, she was alone. I entered her class with a smile, “Hey Mrs. Sparks.” I said with enthusiasm. As she grasps the base of his cock with her left hand, she spreads her bare, smooth, moist lips with her right hand. She sees the head of his cock at the entrance to her hole. She slides down so that the tip of his cock is parting her pussy lips. She hesitates. The feel of his cock twitching inside the entrance to her pussy has her shaking with anticipation. She slides down further only allowing his cock to enter the very edge of her pussy. His manhood, twitching inside the outer folds of. She imagined she heard a gasp and a groan.She stopped, frozen, that wasn't her imagination, realisation dawned, and she leaped for the door, and pulled t open. There was her ghost, Tim, Susan's boyfriend, on his knees, cock in hand, frozen in shocked surprise. The little pervert had been looking through the keyhole."TIM! What the fuck do you think you are doing?"Tim just knelt there, jaw open, staring, but not at Julie's face, she realised that she was standing there hands on hip, her nighty.