Richa was slim, mango boobs, a girl next door types, easy going. Monica was a bit fleshy, like Punjaban fleshy, not fat. Bigger assets than Richa but ...he was more of a demanding nature. This is my first story, I’m acting a noob but I’ll make it worth your while.So I had her against the wall in the classroom. She had that nasty smile like she wanted more but she was like oye, be careful. But I kissed her and had my hands on her arms. I moved my hands upto her shoulder to her mango breast and. She was very well dressed, in a one piece dress made of a silken material, in autumn colours.The top was close fitted across her breasts bringing them in tight and close together and at the bottom, was a short cut minidress.The cut of the cloth allowed a full skirt held in at the waist to fall in waves, right to the hem. The way she was moving allowed the bottom of her dress to dance with her movements. her legs were long, slim, straight and without any bulk.She was between a walk and a run and. She was going to make me come.I couldn’t believe it. I had to tell her just in case she didn’t want to do it: “You’re going to make me…”“I know. I can tell from your breathing.” The breath caught in my chest: my boss knew the effect she was having on me with her endless little circles on the tip of my hidden cock. The shared knowledge made it so much dirtier.The next plateau was the one just below my orgasm; the table tipped in my direction as I dragged on it, as if trying to save myself from. She sighed."'Rika?" the voice from beside her, querying."Oh, it's nothing, Elsa," she answered, "I was just thinking how much I am going to miss this place."Elsa looked at her, a worried look on her face."You are not going to change your mind are you?" No," she replied with a weary smile. "Don't worry. We can't stay even if we wanted to. Not if we are going to be together."They walked on in silence until they were home.Once inside Erika took off her coat and placed it on the stand beside.