You know what I always wanted to try? I've always had a thing for older women, powerful women, especially sitting at a desk. I used to have this recur...ing fantasy when I was younger. Hot, older lady such as yourself, sitting at her desk, making phone calls, wearing a skirt with no panties. I'd be on my knees, under that desk, my hands slowly sliding up her legs, your legs, are you wearing stockings? I bet not. I would run my hands up both legs simultaneously, feeling your calf in my palms, then. “Hey, Mr. Prescott..." She said, flirtatiously waving. “Go to class, Courtney!" Kayla playfully retorted.“So... See you at lunch?"“See you at lunch."Kayla looked back at him and bit her bottom lip ever-so-slightly. It turned him on even more.As Kayla sashayed in class with the boys watching her every move, Sam sent her makeout video with Megan (with consent, of course) Little did she know, her reputation would slightly change.A few hours later at lunch, at the auditorium area...Kayla got a text. ”“Strange how with all that evidence, we still haven’t heard about this catastrophic event before,” you joke from your bed, your blonde hair draping over the end of the bed.“Yea, it is weird. But it’s skeptics like you that can’t even believe the truth is anything beyond normal. They even found similar ruins in Greece, and Egypt. With similar accounts of events from another 1,300 years between events,” she goes on.“So what should we be expecting the sky to rip open?” Jen asks with sarcasm. As normal at weddings there was plenty to drink, Mother and I enjoyed a glass of wine in the evening when home but by the end of this day we had drunk more than a glass or two. We were not drunk but had the relaxed happy feeling that a glass or two (Or three) of wine gives. At the end of the evening we returned to our Hotel room having enjoyed the day and had taken a half empty bottle of wine back with us. We got ready for bed and lay in our beds with a glass of wine talking about what a nice.