Amber’s regulation school skirt finished above her knee and she tied her laces by placing each foot in turn on a metal pole next to the bus stop. As...I sat waiting for my bus, I had the most perfect view up Amber’s skirt. I barely had to divert my eyes – I just changed the focus from the distant corner where my bus would appear to the rougher skin of Amber’s knee before sliding my view up the soft, smooth skin of her inner thigh and on up between her legs, allowing my gaze to rest on her exposed. Shall we say, community service," Debbie laughed. Sue went and put a CD in her stereo. It was the soundtrack of "The Full Monty". I picked up a bottle of vodka that was sitting on the mantlepiece, unscrewed the cap and took a large swig. "Hey, what do you think you are doing?" asked Debbie. "That's O.K.," Sue reassured her. "Just a bit of inspiration," I explained. "You don't expect me to dance for you two sober do you?" "Well, just get on with it," Debbie insisted. "But none of the usual rules. Both were wonderful.”I put away the leftovers. (They made twice as much as needed.) My students loaded the dishwasher and made short work of washing the two pans and the spaghetti strainer.I was led to my own bedroom. The covers had been stripped back and two large towels were on the bed as well as extra pillows from the other bedrooms. I thought I knew what was going to happen next. I was wrong.In unison, the girls/ladies/sluts/students (what should I call them?) said, “It’s shower time.”I. "Jade.” She was planning on saying more but Jade kissed her neck and sucked. Cat moaned out and she knew Jade had her.Jade knew it too and smiled before attacking Cat's mouth and assaulting her breasts with her hands.Their tongues continued to dance as Jade ran her fingers in Cat's soft hair pulling her closer. Cat brought her hand up to rest on Jade's shoulder, not knowing what else to do. Jade took the lead and one of her hands came down to gently caress Cat's tits.Cat shifted under Jade's.
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