..."What the........" Tracey said. This was a different Traceynow, though. She was no longer a mousy brunette, she was a stunningredhead.I touched m...self. I was so happy to be back. My body seemed wholeagain; no tiny titties, no useless little cock between my legs. Istretched, feeling every muscle in my body sing with joy. I felt sorryfor that unhappy little guy, wherever he was. I knew I had to help himsomehow, but I wasn't exactly sure how.I looked at Tracey. She looked even better. Now I'd slept with a teacher and couldn't stop thinking about him. I was in the school bathroom ready to finger myself to an orgasm. I bit at my bottom lip as my heart began to race. My thumbs hooked around my thong as I tugged them down, only stopping when I had kicked them off to the floor below.I breathed through my mouth as I peered down at my clean-shaven pussy, the hot throbbing radiating from me, nearly causing me to squirm even though I hadn't even touched myself yet.I closed my eyes. That first time together, we spent the next couple of hours in his bed fucking each other like rabbits, talking to one another and enjoying each other’s company. Finally, we both got up and took a shower together. I got dressed and again hugged and kissed him passionately before leaving, but only after being completely satisfied as only a woman can be, by a man like him.Several days passed before Steven called me, asking if I would like to get back together and maybe continue with what we had. He immediately pulled me in close and I could smell his cologne as we kissed hello, then he led me by the hand down the path, from one pool of light to another, making small talk as the sexual tension built up.Eventually, we reached a dark and private place surrounded by fragrant pine trees and he told me, “Here, this is where I want you.” We began kissing again and he was squeezing my ass through my tight skirt. I was pressing myself against him and I could feel through his already hard cock..