Her musky sent was driving him wild, blood pounded in his ears as he started to stroke her hair. It felt soft, wispy under his rough hands and smelled...of lavender. It was intoxicating. Slowly he trailed his fingers down her neck marveling at its delicate beauty. She stirred and a soft moan escaped her. Lyon lost what was left of his control with a ragged sigh of surrender he lowered his mouth and started to passionately kiss her shoulders, her neck, the little beauty mark at the side of her. She looked self-conscious."Come in," I said.She stepped inside and I closed the door. "Thanks for bringing it back." She handed it to me. "Did you guys win?"Happily she said, "Yeah, we were the only ones with a slinky." Well, you owe me. I think a kiss would do." I have no idea why I said that. It just popped into my mind and I said it before I thought about it. I often seem to do that. As soon as it was out and I couldn't swallow the words, I thought, 'STUPID! Wait till the neighbors find out. I can't wait any longer."One of the problems for smokers who worked on the upper floors was the fact they could not make it out to the street and back again within the fifteen minute break period and risked getting docked for a full fifteen minute loss of pay. The use of time-clocks was archaic but instilled a sense of fairness to each and every one of us.I noticed that right after she took the first puff, she seemed to relax and her knees spread open a lot more allowing me to catch a nice shot. At the last minute though, just as the door was opening Mandy released me and I got back into my chair and pulled my pants up just in time. My cock was still throbbing and as Mrs. Barnes scanned the classroom I realised she perceived my discomfort. “Is everything alright Matthew?” she said. I was in such a state I couldn’t answer but just nodded my head. She looked at me strangely but sat down in her seat and resumed some of her paper work. At this moment Mandy looked round and gave me a subtle.