My cock hardened and she saw it. She smiled and licked her lips again. She leant forwards never taking those hazel eyes from mine. Her hair fell around her face like a halo. Those breasts hung like ripe fruit. She wriggled out of the pencil skirt, slipped it down her legs and stepped out from it. She wore no underwear. Stood before me on that crappy motel carpet in just heels, stockings and garter. "Turn around," I said. She put hands on her slender hips and glared at me. Her face painted perfectly with make-up. "Turn around and put your hands up," I said. "Fuck you, Micky," she said, lipstick coated lips pouting. Anger and desire flashed across her face and hunger was momentarily visible as a contraction of her pupils. "Turn around, face the wall," I said. "Raise your arms." She did as I said. "Spread your legs," I said. She did. Opening those long legs. Every cell of my body was electric. I wanted her so badly. I stepped closer to her. Put my hands gently on that. I wasn’t sure if Miss Burrow was just messing with me or legitimately curious. Besides, I liked having her as just my little secret. She was one of the only things getting me through college so far after all.“She said the same thing to me too, Frank.” Miss Burrow called after me as I was midway through the door.“What’s that?”She turned to face me, that smirk returning. “She said that only her friends called her Janie.” -My head exploded with questions. Did Miss Burrow see Mary-Jane? How did she know about calling her Janie? I tried to push the stress out of my mind, to no avail. If Miss Burrow saw Mary-Jane too, why was she showing herself to me? Was I just some rando she decided was convenient to fuck? I'm not sure how I felt about that. She and I hadn't exactly talked about "what" exactly we were. Friends? Dating? Fuck buddies? Whatever the label, she was still my first. That felt somewhat meaningful.Arriving at my dorm room, I leaned back against the small desk. Today was supposed.
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