Shopping. Oh, how he hated shopping. He hated sitting
there, waiting for her to try on outfit after outfit.
But at least she wanted my opinion on what she wore.
He sighed, looking at his watch.
He started laughing as soon as she stepped out to the
dressing room.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, spinning around to look in
the mirror behind her. The navy blazer, white blouse and
plaid skirt went well together, she thought. “You don’t
like it?”
“No! I love it!” He waggled his eyebrows. “You look like
a Catholic school girl. And I’d love to tell you what
I’d like to do with you, dressed like that.”
Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she ducked back into
the dressing room, changing into the next outfit. But,
after a moment’s hesitation, she added it to her small
pile of purchases. She was going to have a little fun.
***
It had been a long day, and he was so looking forward to
getting home and taking a hot shower. He’d just slid the
key into the lock on his car door when he felt a tap on
his shoulder. “Hey, Mister,” a soft voice said. “I
missed my bus. Could you give me a ride home?”
He spun around quickly, surprised to see his lovely lady
standing there. Her face was clean of makeup (which he
preferred, anyway), her long hair done up in curly
pigtails. He recognized the outfit immediately, his eyes
moving down her body, taking in the straining buttons of
her white blouse, her bare legs, and the short cuff
socks and black patent leather shoes. She carried a
couple of textbooks, and she tossed her hair
impatiently, like a teenager would. “Well?” She asked
impatiently. “Can I get that ride?”
“Uh, yeah!” He could feel his cock rising to the
occasion. “Get in. I’ll take you home.”
He watched as she walked around the car, enjoying the
sight of her long legs as she lowered herself into the
car. Popping a piece of gum in her mouth, she began to
blow bubble after bubble, fiddling with the radio
stations, acting generally obnoxious. “I, uh, need to
stop by my house first,” he said, turning down his
street. “Do you mind?”
“No, I guess not.” She snapped her gum, leaning back in
the seat, making the blouse strain even further. He
could see her lacy white bra through the opening in
buttons, and he felt his body react. “Can I come in and
use your bathroom?”
“Sure.” He pulled the car into the garage, waiting until
the door closed to get out of the car. She followed him
into their house, looking around at everything as though
she’d never been there before. Dropping her books on the
couch, she wandered around the living room, eventually
plopping into one of the armchairs, hanging her leg over
the arm. “Nice place.” she said.
“Thanks.” He knelt on the floor before her, running his
hand along her bare leg.
“Hey!” She pulled her leg out of his reach. “What are
you, some kind of pervert?”
“Yes!” He pulled her legs apart, pushing the plaid skirt
up to reveal her white cotton panties. One finger slid
under the fabric, massaging the wet softness he found.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“Uh-huh.” Already her breathing had changed, her eyes
glossing over. Sliding the panties aside, he pressed his
mouth against her pussy, running his tongue through her
slit.
“Have you ever had a man eat you out before?” he asked.
“No,” she groaned, staying in the role. “Don’t stop.”
He grinned, pushing his tongue deeper. Her groans came
faster and faster, her body arching in the chair as he
brought her to a climax. “Now, how was that?”
“Great,” she squealed as he pulled her body down to sit
on top of his, his hardness pressing against her.
“Now I have something else you’ll like.” Unzipping his
slacks, he freed his hard cock, pulling her body down on
top of him. Thrusting into her rapidly, he began
unbuttoning her blouse, watching her breasts jiggle as
he fucked deep into her. “How does that feel, young
lady?”
“Ohhh!” His hands were on her hips as she began her
second orgasm, holding her on top of him. With a moan,
he shot his cum deep inside of her, laying back as she
collapsed on top of him. “Thanks for helping me with my
homework, Mister,” she said.
“Homework?”
“Yes.” She kissed him deeply, her tongue thrusting into
his mouth, still rocking on his semi-hard cock. “Sex
education class.”
He laughed, rolling over so she was pinned under him.
“Well, you’re a quick study, my dear.” He began
thrusting his hips again, feeling his own arousal
building again. “Let’s shoot for an ‘A’.”