"Spare The Rod..." (closed)

[RobbieRand]

"Spare The Rod..."


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Important Note:
All Academy students are 18+ years of age.​

Robert Rand entered his office at the rushed pace in which the students and staff of St. Mary's typically saw him. During his four years at the Academy for College Preparation. there had been a great many jokes made about how he must sprinkle Speed over his Frosted Flakes before drinking his quadruple quadruple shot espresso laced with No Doze caffeine pills. The man just never seemed to slow down, walking and talking in overdrive and never seeming to tire. He was this way standing before classes in his role of Algebra teacher, and he was even more so this way dealing with matters of discipline in his role as Interim Vice Principal, filling in only until Old Man Cramer came back from his medical leave for surgery.

"Miss Taylor," he said with a stern voice as he entered the office of VP for Student Affairs. With an obvious touch of wry sarcasm, Robert said, "How good of you to make time for me in your busy schedule."

He slammed the door behind him so hard that the glass in it sounded as if it were about to shatter. He flew around his desk to plop down in the old squeaky chair, opening the student file before him as he began with a firm, serious tone, "According to the report from Ms. Davis, she caught you in and Art Department closet with a student ... Mister Tom Harper ... in a state of partial undress. Says here you had a still unopened condom in your teeth while you were, and I quote, frantically trying to get Mister Harper's penis out of his boxers, which had seemingly become entangled with his belt, unquote."

Robert closed the file, leaned back in his chair, and simply stared across his desk at the young woman. She was one of the oldest students at the school, nearly 20, which meant that she had long ago filled out as Mother Nature had intended. And like a great many of the older students whose libidos were running even faster than Robert did, Miss Taylor had come to take liberties with her uniform to attract the attention of potential lovers: the top most button of her white blouse was unfastened and she wore a push up bra to emphasize her incredible cleavage; her skirt had been shortened an inch or two to expose more of her delicious thighs; and her standard one inch heels had been replaced with a non-school issue pair that were pushing close to three inches.

Robert had noticed these little changes over the past months, not just on Miss Taylor but on some of the other young women in the classes and hallways who found it hard to live within the Academy's Catholic-inspired conservatory boundaries. This particular student was one of the most beautiful, sexy things on campus, and Robert couldn't help but grow a boner -- safely out of sight behind his desk -- as he imagined the shapely young woman eagerly attempting to slip a condom on his own cock. How long had Ms. Davis had been standing at the door watching the pair to make her determine why they were having a problem getting the young man's penis out and available, Robert wondered. He imagined that the 40-something Home-Economics teacher had been as eager to see Mister Harper's solidified cock before turning the pair in as Robert was eager to see Miss Taylor's large firm tits now.

"What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?"

 

[jenwishuknew]

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College preparatory indicates that a school prepares students for college. In theory, of course, every high school should prepare students for college, but that’s not always the case — even for schools that adopt the college preparatory label. That is the reason why many students attends the prep school, so they can excel in it, better than many as it would prepare them ahead of time. The fees are much higher than your typical school and so, only people who can afford it actually ends up attending. But, there are also other prep school who claims to be really good but they aren’t and the fees aren’t so bad either. Of course you get what you pay for.

Carolina Sanchez is only one of many students that attend the prep school. She really does take pride in her beauty and of course, the filthy money. No doubt, she is doing great in her classes which is why she’s here but she also happens to find some time for her boyfriend whom she met here. She did date when she used to attend her high school but now that she was here, she’d dumped the other guy and was going with another. Going to the same school does make things easier. Perhaps, a whole lot easier.

Easy is what had gotten her in trouble! And it was not simple trouble but something that can get her killed. Not theoretically speaking. If her parents found out, they would take her out of prep school and dump her back into typical high school. Wait, they wouldn’t need to take her out because she’d be expelled. The deed had been done and here she was, standing in Student Affairs office, waiting for the VP. It kind suck and it was her bad luck that the principal was out on leave. The VP was a tough man she’d heard. Strict. The always was on the move as if his ass was on fire. It was almost funny but it was his dedication. The older man came around and plopped down in his chair as he taunt her from afar.

She watched him stare at her, waiting for her to say something after reading Ms. Davis’s report. “He’s my boyfriend. And we were just kissing.” She shrugged her shoulders, knowing there was more to it. “I think she needs a new pair of glasses…” she laughed it off, standing there in her brown skirt, flowery top that showed her midriff and strappy flats. The dress was perfect to have some fun in a closet. She’d told the idiot to hold on another one hour but the dickhead wanted to be spontaneous! Spontaneous my ass. Typical boys….he was two years younger than her and she wasn’t a teen no more.

 

[RobbieRand]

"Boyfriend or not, Carolina,"Robert said, leaning forward to don his Ben Franklin reading glasses. recently adopted when the written word began to get blurry. He opened and scanned her student record, saying "You simply can't be sneaking off to a closet to get a little." He glanced over the rim of his glasses for his blunt description, then looked back to the page before him to say, "This isn't the first time, either."

He shed the glasses and leaned back, studying her to see if she had an interest in explaining away that one. As he waited, Robert realized that his cock was hard as a rock and straining in an awkward angle. He needed to adjust his position, but how did he do that inconspicuously while talking to this beauty, who was barely older than half his own 38 years of age?

 

[jenwishuknew]

Carolina wondered if she was really in trouble. And if she was, so what? He might give her a warning and let her go. The other guy was much better, she thought to herself as she stood there, bored and wanting to leave. She watched him lean forward to read something from her chart. Her eyes widen when he seemed to have come across an old report.

She looked a bit pale but didn’t say anything. That was with another guy, a year ago. Perhaps, she liked taking risks. The same had been repeated many times but only got caught this time around, her second time. She shrugged her shoulders, “I really don’t have anything to say. I’ve explained it to the Principal. I am sure it’s in the note.” She said as she had a good story for that too.

When he leaned back, she watched him, “Now can I go?” She said as she probably though how this would end, DON’T DO IT AGAIN! She was pretty sure because what else can he do? She wasn’t scared but she did worry because this was her last year and wanted to get out of here and start real college. No restrictions. That ought to be fun.

 

[RobbieRand]

"You're free to go back to class," Robert told her, pulling a sheet of paper from his side desk drawer and sliding it toward her adding, "Just as soon as you sign this."

He pulled a pin from a silly looking jar that some failing art student had given to the previous VP of discipline. Robert had wanted to gut the office and redecorate it with things from this century, but as he was supposedly only filling in, he'd forced himself to put up with the décor that was older than most of St. Mary's students.

He tapped a finger tip to the top paragraphs, explaining with a calm, matter of fact tone as if he was telling her how to log onto a new computer, "It's a standard dismissal form for students being expelled for disciplinary purposes. You'll have 24 hours to gather your things and make travel arrangements for a return home to your parents, travel which the school will pay for from the tuition which will be forfeited, of course." He lifted his glasses before his face and looked at her record again, adding, "I see your father paid in advance for the entire school year. $16,000 ... what a shame. But ... I'm sure he'll let you work it off at, what, maybe Starbucks? Walmart is hiring, I hear."

He sat back in his chair again as he made eye contact with her. Noting one of the worst schools in the state, Robert finished, "Of course, your diploma and college recommendations will be suspended until you are able to complete your college prep at another institution. I hear Harrison High in the city has a GED program from which you can get your remaining high school credits."

Robert controlled his desire smirk victoriously at Carolina. He knew she'd come in here today thinking exactly what she'd been thinking, that he was a old dog with out bite. The previous VP would have given her a lecture, told her to knock it off, and sent her away, maybe even with the rest of the day off with the advice think about your future, young lady. But Robert had the upper hand here. He also had a yearning for the sexy young thing. And he was damn well going to get something from this job above and beyond the pittance of a salary the position offered.

 

[jenwishuknew]

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At first, she was joyful when she heard him tell her that she can go back to classes but then, she paused to look at the paper he was tapping at as he asked her to sign it. She stepped forward as he started to explain to her.

She figured it was some write up, a warning, a third strike or something where she’d be signing that if this happens again, she would be expelled. That would be the obvious call. She was only a student here and probably not the only one to do these things. Sure, this was a home away from home for many, dorming as if they were in real college. She wondered how she couldn’t wait to get out of here.

“A dismissal form?” She asked and looked up at him, continuing to read on her own while he broke it down for her. ‘Shit, this dude isn’t joking!’ she thought in the back of her head, a fear slowly creeping up her spine and getting to her head, feeling it via her heart racing. She felt as if her world was about to flip upside down. She knew what this would mean for her. End of her career before her career would even start. No college would take her unless she finished GED or attended another prep school. Speaking of prep school, the others weren’t good and her parents were rich but even they wouldn’t be able to pull any strings.

“You can’t do this to me! I am not signing it.” She said and looked at him, crossing her hands at her elbow, “No...I am not going anywhere. I want to speak to the real VP.” She demanded like a bratty child but she knew it wasn’t possible. Of course, she wasn’t going to be able to talk to the real VP either. A few more moments passed as she waited for him to say something, “I can pay more money. If that’s what you want. Just don’t expel me. My parents would kill me. This is like my last viable option.” She slowly began to plead when she felt the water beneath her feet now.

 

[RobbieRand]

"Money can't get you out of this, Carolina, I'm sorry," Robert said. He let his gaze drop to the 20 year old's chest for just a moment. Her bosom wasn't the biggest he'd seen moving up and down St. Mary's halls, but it was one of the most impressive for its firmness and large nipples. Robert had caught sight of Carolina in her gym tee shirt or other tighter fitting bloused before, and he'd always been impressed -- and hardened -- by the cute little titties. He looked to the windows in the office's door and lobby-adjacent wall, then looked back to the young woman and said, "However ... there may be a way to keep you from getting expelled. Perhaps we could talk about this later ... here ... say, about 9pm tonight ... after curfew has your fellow students back in their rooms. Yes?"

The implication that Robert wanted Carolina here alone and unseen was all to obvious.

 

[jenwishuknew]

The girl was rich and some of the things, kids learn from parents. To every problem, money was the solution. To her, she'd seen repeatedly throughout her childhood, her parents had the money and to get things done, that is what they did, threw money away to solve it. She remembered one time, she'd gotten a few other tickets along with speeding and her parents managed to help her walk out without any points on her license because they knew a prosecutor. Or and no fine with clean records.

Like daddy like daughter. She offered money to the old man, hoping he'll buy it. Why wouldn't he? She asked herself a question, this job wouldn't pay enough, that's for sure. Unless, of course he wanted something else. He definitely had an upper hand, but what was he thinking? Carolina was no child and saw how his eyes dipped down to her chest. Now, they weren't big but she was proud of them for sure. They were just about the right size and many guys wanted her, if not every guy. She was so mad at him at the moment but when he told her there maybe some way, right after how he checked her out....she knew there was something.

She couldn't help but think what he wanted and she knew it too but didn't say it. Watching him look out to the hallway through the door and the outsides, though the windows, almost as if he was trying to be discreet. Whatever floats and let's her stay in prep school. "OKay? So I can go now?" Carolina asked as she took the paper, some address scribbled on it. She had an idea that it was an address to his place. 'Men...' she thought in the back of her head and even though she'd never been with guys over 22 years of age, she wondered if she was ready to do this....let an older man do his thing to help her get out of this. She knew what this was and could bet money. She didn't wait too long once she was dismissed and went on about her day.

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The guy was hanging by her dorms when she reached home, her boyfriend. She was furious in that moment so she told him they were done. She could get any guy she wants and he wasn't the only one. She told him she didn't want a dumbass and went inside, brushing him off of her shoulders as if he was some fly. Whilst inside her dorm, she had time to think about this as she was becoming more and more certain, a feeling that he wanted her, Robert. If that was the case, then so be it. If it's going to help her not get expelled, she would play along. All that had played over and over again in her head. And when it was time, she changed out of her clothes and put something else on, something decent but something that would make her stand out to him. She put on one of her causal white dress, a blue denim jacket, her small purse and finished her look with a pair of heels. When one of the girls spotted her, she simply told them that she's got a date and caught a cab which took her to the address he had given her. She was a bit skeptical but she arrived and found out that it was a pretty neighborhood and the address led her to a fancy house. She slowly approached the door and rang the doorbell.

 

[RobbieRand]

Robert answered the door in a slightly expensive and very comfortable set of pajamas, as if he'd been awoken from bed...

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The tumbler of whiskey in one hand dispelled that idea, though.

"Thank you for coming, Carolina," he said as he opened the door further and politely gestured Carolina inside. He conspicuously ogled her front side from head to toe and back up again, then as she passed did the same for her backside. As he passed around her, Robert told her with a tone and words that destroyed any possible doubts about his reason for asking her here, "You're looking particularly delicious tonight."

His slippers slapped softly upon the home's hard wood floors as he headed for and around behind an oak and black steel wet bar that was nearly three times his own age. He asked, "I know your a bit shy of legal drinking age, but ... can I get you anything?"

He gestured toward the vast array of liquor bottles and began filling two tumblers with ice, soda, and booze (regardless of whether or not she'd asked for something). He glanced about the furnishings in the room -- a large, very open space that had recently been remodeled -- and told her, "My second passion ... interior design. My first being teaching, of course..."

He was standing near Carolina again as he ogled her sexy body once more, then finished with a hungry tone and smirk, "...or rather ... my first being beautiful women ... then teaching, then renovation."

He offered out one of the tumblers as he drank from his own and told her bluntly and without pretense, "I'm clean and cut, so ... if you're clean, we won't have to use condoms."

 

[jenwishuknew]

For a guy his age, he definitely seemed fit. She hadn’t noticed before since he’s always wearing a suit, so professional of him. Standing tall at the door side as he opened the door and she found the man she’d come to see. For what reason? She yet had to find out.

She nodded at him, not wanting for anyone to catch her entering his house this late in the evening, she entered right in. “Well, you did ask me here. So I had to.” She said and looked around his spacious home. It definitely was bigger than she’d expected and he seemed to be well off. His stare didn’t go unnoticed but she didn’t think she needed to point that out to him.

She knew she was pretty and even men of older age also checked her out plenty time, she’d witnessed that with her eyes so she wasn’t surprised. “Thank you.” She said and walked further inside as she like the décor, turning to look at him as she was a bit surprised, “If you’re trying to get me in trouble than I already am….” She said and pouted her lips, “Whatever you’re having.” She said and went over to the spacious living room while he went to grab a drink of them both.

She nodded in agreement, “That’s pretty nice. I do like the interior design of this place. I didn’t expect for it to be so fancy from inside.” She never wondered if he was married or not, but in this moment, hearing his comment about his hobbies and how he switched the order of preference, she wondered.

When he offered her the drink, she took it in her tiny hands and put it to her lips. It was a hard liquor and it burnt a bit. The second sip, she knew what to expect and went down much smoother. Turning her head up to look at him after hearing his comment about him being clean and cut, not needing to use condoms, she scoffed. “So…just like that huh? How long have you been eyeing me? I am not blind.” She asked him and it was straight down to business, just like that. She decided to take her purse off of her shoulder and placed it on the couch nearby, “As long as you pull it out.” She spoke like a big girl, adding more, “I don’t get expelled. Better yet, I am getting C’s in two of my classes, I want them to be Bs, no matter if I ace or fail my exams. The rest of the classes, I want A’s, not Bs. I do want to get out of here with a good GPA. I also want a letter from you, a letter of recommendation.” She said and crossed her hand after taking another sip from the drink.

 

[RobbieRand]

“I don’t get expelled..."

Here it comes, Robert thought, his lips widening just a tad. This wasn't his first time pressuring a woman -- younger or older -- into sex in which she didn't particularly want to involve herself. And while each woman had been a little different than the last and each situation had been a little different than the last, there was always one commonality between them: They always negotiated for a better deal.

She went on about her current grades and the grades she would like to see. Robert knew her class schedule as well as he was coming to know her delicious curves, so he knew what he could and couldn't do when it came to illicitly improving Carolina's grades without attracting unwanted and potentially career ending attention. Most of her classes were taught by instructors who either owed Robert favors or were as easily extorted as Carolina -- or at least her anxious boy toy -- had made the young thing. There was one teacher with whom Robert had no leverage now. But, to bag the beauty, sexy, skilled student, Robert would figure out a way.

When Carolina finished making her offer, Robert gave his counter offer. "You're enrolled in 7 classes ... currently with two C's, five B's. Now, to become a straight A student, rather than just a B average one ... to make the Dean's list..."

Robert gave Carolina just a short moment to contemplate such an honor. The Dean of St. Mary's Academy for College Preparation made a huge deal out of making the honor roll, a much larger deal than most private schools and almost all public ones. The man had at one time or another before coming to St. Mary's been CEO of several Fortune 500 companies, and at each he had motivated his employees and managers with huge bonuses.

He carried on that tradition when he took over St. Mary's two years earlier. At the end of each term, the Dean threw a huge dinner, to which were invited only the staff and those students who had made that term's Dean's List. And while great praise was given to all who had accomplished the feat of making the list that term, the real reason the staff and students wanted an invite to the party was the cash and prizes given out during the music and dance portion of the night, as if it were some kind of television game show. In all honesty, it was the reason Robert himself worked so hard. In his time at St. Mary's, he had either won via luck of the draw or been awarded for excellence almost $15,000 in cash bonuses, a trip to Bermuda (on which a former student, now a Victoria's Secret model, had accompanied him), and the weekend use of the Dean's private box suite at a New York Mets game (in which, ironically, he'd had more sex with random baseball fans he met during the weekend than he did with Miss Angel Wings on the Atlantic island).

Robert continued, "...you would need 9 grade bumps ... two each to turn the C's into A's ... one bump each for the B's. I will give you one bump for each outstanding orgasm you cause me."

He gave Carolina another short moment to realize that he was asking for a lot more than just a couple of hard fucks here tonight. But before she could comment, he continued, "Tonight ... tomorrow ... next weekend ... whenever. I'm in no hurry. One bump--" He looked down to her body again with a hungry look in his eyes, as he used the word with a sexual undertone, "--for every bump."

He looked back into Carolina's eyes as he sipped at his drink, then said, "It might sound like a lot, but ... think about it this way. What's your little fucking-in-the-closet boy toy giving you for all your skilled work?"

He sipped again, then turned and walked away from her as he continued, "As far as the rest of it ... I'll give you the recommendation and guarantee you an even more valuable one from the Dean. And I can also guarantee you your choice of awards given at the next Dean's List party. A weekend trip to New York City maybe...? A shopping spree gift card...?"

Robert's little Bermuda trip friend had made a visit a few months back, looking for a favor from her favorite teacher. In exchange for it, the young beauty had lured the Dean into a compromising situation, of which Robert now had video. Robert had been saving the recording for the perfect moment, and as he turned to look at Carolina again and imagine all the erotic fun he could have with her, he knew that that perfect moment had arrived. Stopping just short of the bedroom door, Robert pushed it open to reveal a room illuminated by an over abundance of candles, then finished his negotiations. "...in exchange for a favor yet to be named."

 

[jenwishuknew]

Not getting expelled was her first condition as that was the whole reason why she was here. She couldn’t help but tell him what she wanted because he didn’t seem to wait for the right time to tell her what he wanted. All he said was that he was clean and cut, and not wanting to use condoms. Really…

She told him of her current grades and what she’d like. She knew that he couldn’t just bump it all to an A so she asked him within the limits. Though, she was a bit surprised when he told her her full schedule. She was a little surprised that he knew it all. It seemed as if he had done his homework, probably because he knew what he was going to bargain here OR what he’s going to lure her in with.

What he proposed was much more than she’d asked for and couldn’t help but contemplate. It was indeed a good proposal, one she couldn’t help but desire it. What she’d have to do was what came to her mind. She knew he had something up his sleeves and with the way he was going about this, it seemed as if he’d done this sort of thing before.

She scoffed at first, hearing him tell her she’d need 9 bumps and then she heard him how he’d want her to help him orgasm 9 times. An orgasm for a bump. She figured the sooner she’d finish, she sooner she’ll be done with him. She passed off a thoughtful gaze as she looked at the tall older gentleman before she finally spoke. “How about tonight, and it’s already a weekend the day after. So I can come by the weekend and see how many times we can knock it off?” She shrugged her shoulders, thinking of this thing as some task.

A task that she was going to finish, that’s for sure. And then, she’d be done with him. Or it would open up a new chapter in her life. She listened to him continue on as he promised much more than simple grade bumps. She looked up at him, “And what’s the catch? For the recommendation and putting me on the dean’s list?” she asked him curiously as he ushered her to the bedroom and she couldn’t help but notice the candles all over the place, “Looks like you’ve prepare well…” she said as she walked further into the room and looked around it, the décor was amazing and saw how spacious it was, the bed, the sheets, the dressers and the rest of the furniture.

 

[RobbieRand]

“How about tonight, and it’s already a weekend the day after. So I can come by the weekend and see how many times we can knock it off?”

Robert laughed, telling Carolina, "Slow down girl. We're in no hurry."

As she entered the bedroom and casted her gaze about it, she asked about the other points of possible agreement, “And what’s the catch? For the recommendation and putting me on the dean’s list?”

"There is not catch," he told her, his tone sincere. "Listen, Carolina ... I may be extorting you ... blackmailing you into having sex with me. But I'll never lie to you. And I'll never cheat you. I know you probably don't believe me, and you really have no reason to. I may be a shit ... but I'm an honest shit."

“Looks like you’ve prepare well…” she said about the candles sitting on just about every horizontal surface.

"I'm a romantic deep down," he said with a flirty tone as he walked up close to her. When she turned to face him directly, Robert reached out to the collar of Carolina's jean jacket, holding it for a moment to ensure she was ready, then pulled it slowly back off her shoulders. He looked down into the cleavage visible within the deeply plunging neckline of her dress and said, "I want to see you naked."

If she didn't stop him, Robert would continue to undress Carolina ... slipping the shoulder straps of her dress off to let it fall away ... unsnap her bra, and -- dropping to his knees before her -- pull her panties to her ankles ... if she didn't stop him...

 

[jenwishuknew]

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She did see this as a task at first. He had been going on about it with the counts and bumps. She was a new player in this while he'd acquired the skillsets in this perverted game of his. She rolled her eyes a bit, "You're right. No hurries." She did inquire about extra agreement he was adding in to their deal, making sure there was no catch.

He sounded genuine when he told her he was the one to lie when it came to these things. "OKay..." She said when he was able to console her. She couldn't help but notice the candles and other preparation he's done with the place for tonight. It was worth complimenting since this was the first time she was getting to know the guy in such a manner. That too, an older guy.

Just thinking about it gave her the chills and hearing him speak in his flirty tone, she looked up. If he was trying to make her feel small, he'd done it by just standing there in front of her. His hand found the collar of her jacket and that's when she felt him pull, her shoulders starting to shrug to help him take it off of her. Before she knew, she stood there in her fine white dress with deep neckline.

"Well, what's the hurry?" She said and smiled, looking up at him, "Tell me something, what are you into? In bed? What do you like done?" She said and moved to hold his hands so they wouldn't try anything else just yet. "Want to go into a closet or on bed?" She asked him as this was the first time she was with anyone over two years older than her. She was already feeling the pressure, standing there in her pretty little white dress, watching his eyes ogle her, "If it makes you feel any better, I am not wearing any bra..." She raised her brows at him and smiled, running her hand through her hair.

 

[RobbieRand]

Robert glanced down at Carolina's comment, smiling a bit wider. All his life, since the first time he'd spied his older cousin's beautiful tits while they skinny dipped in their grandfather's pond, Robert had been infatuated with breasts, or more specifically nipples. He loved seeing the swollen bumps pressing against the inside of a thin shirt ... loved the exposure caused by cold or rain. He'd once paid a trio of teens he'd met at the river $100 to shed their bras and frolic in the water in just their tee shirts and bras. They probably would have done it for free just to tease him, but giving them cash had seemed to make it more taboo and erotic.

"I like oral sex," he said bluntly, answering her earlier question. He looked into Carolina's eyes for her reaction, clarifying, "Receiving ... giving ... I don't care. I like both. Just ... not at the same time. No 69 or anything like that."

He reached to her shoulders, took the straps of her dress, and began to move them outward, wanting to see her unbridled breasts.

 

[jenwishuknew]

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She watched him look her up and down as she teased him and stalled him for a bit. When he spoke about how he liked oral sex, she looked right back into his eyes as he continued to elaborate on what he meant.

When he reached for her shoulders, she sort of shrugged at them, helping the straps of her dress down her arms and she pulled it upwards, making it free for him to pull down her dress until her swells were out of the confines of her dress.

Her 34 B swells seemed just perfect on her petite frame as she looked up at him, curiously waiting to see how he would react and if he was pleased or not. She continued to push her dress down to her waist and then wiggling her pert little butt out of the dress, she let the dress fall to the floor while his gaze lingered around her torso. She stood there with only her white panties on her as she felt a bit odd but excited.