“Come on, want to?” he said and without thinking she jumped at the chance. “Sure, where to?” she said. “Let’s get in the car uh my car and...let’s figure out where okay?” he told her. She was all ears and all heart. This guy, one of the schools younger teachers was all over that, all over her hearts shortcomings. He told her what to do and she did it. He walked out another door and met her outside. They ran, hand in hand, to his car, and once there both were so excited that she made the first. The inner office had been designed both by previous occupants and by previous architects to impress. The cavernous sanctum was furnished in a High Victorian style. Stained-glass windows (reinforced against terrorist attack) allowed sunlight to dapple across the richly carpeted floor during the day and the garden's lights to reflect a riot of primary colours on the ceiling at night. The columns were topped by miniature gargoyles. A portly, short man sat behind the ornate desk, a stack of papers. . OK ... I'll be there in a few minutes!" he said as he hung up.I hung up my phone and put it back in my pocket. I ran down to the first floor and walked out of the house, not even bothering to tell my mom where I was going. Ever since my dad died when I was thirteen she didn't really pay much attention to me. She just got drunk and had sex with random men. She wasn't even smart about it. I mean seriously! If you're going to be a whore then at least get paid for it!As I got into the passenger. I ground and then pulled away until his cock almost came out, and then sat down hard, pushing his cock hard against my back wall. Grind, pull up and push down. Grind, pull up, and push down. This time took at least 20 minutes as I came twice more, until I felt a much smaller, but still hot liquid enter my cavity. I lay on him, my breasts against his. I could feel that he was still hard, but neither of us was moving. I love you, Julie, he said, and my heart jumped. I love you so much, too, Mark..