*** Chapter 15: The School
In the shower Mary and her escort cavorted and played
together, rubbing each other down with the soap and
washing each other with particular emphasis placed in
the erogenous zones. His cock rubbing up against her
body an their hands everywhere, touching everything,
raising passions. He finally had to apologize to Mary
telling her that he didn't have much time to spend with
her he had to get back to his other duties. Mary pouted
and asked if he had time for a quick licking before he
left. He said that he would have to hurry so they turned
off the shower and quickly dried themselves and Mary
fell to her knees taking his hard cock into her warm
mouth. She worked quickly and had him moaning softly in
short order. "I am going to miss you" he said. "Mmmmm,"
Mary replied unwilling to give up the hard cock filling
her mouth.
He tensed, and exploded into her mouth, rewarding her
with his hot seed for her efforts. Mary swallowed down
the offering without so much as spilling a drop. He
sighed and pulled slowly out, his slightly deflated cock
leaving the warm home that it had gotten accustomed to.
"Perhaps there will be other times" he said to her
patting her on the cheek and taking her hands to lift
her to a standing position. He then took her in his arms
and kissed her, his tongue searching her mouth finding
no trace of himself there. She had held him in her
throat and swallowed each jet as it had been offered.
She didn't even get to taste him as his offering had
bypassed her taste buds. He dressed quickly and gave
Mary a final kiss before he had to leave her room.
Mary picked up her discarded clothing and straightened
out the room, she would sleep now and see what the next
day would bring. Mary lay in the bed fingering her new
charm. When she thought about it she went to her door,
which was usually locked. There was a soft click as she
neared the door and when she tried the handle the door
opened. Closing the door she backed slowly away and
heard the click again. She could not reach the door to
try it but somehow she knew it had locked again. She
smiled as she looked at the charm in the mirror. The
magic charm she thought to herself. She went to bed for
real then, her worries pushed aside she fell asleep.
When she woke in the morning she arose and looked
through her few choices of wardrobe and then got
dressed. Of course a mini skirt and skimpy underwear
were the norms now. She applied a little makeup now to
enhance her natural beauty and appreciated the reflected
image in the mirror. Rose popped in just a little later,
telling Mary that she had better hurry if she still
wanted to get any breakfast, reminded her to take her
pill since it wouldn't be supplied in the food any
longer and complimented her on her appearance. Mary
thanked her and headed for the dining room with Rose for
some food. Rose had already eaten but told her that she
had let her sleep until she woke up.
Rose made some comment about being tired after her exam
and Mary smiled, knowing that Rose must have been aware,
at least if not fully informed of the goings on of last
night. Rose told Mary that she had a date for diner
tonight. Surprising Mary with the news. "A Date?" Mary
asked, "you mean like a DATE, date?" Rose smiled, "yes,
a real date, like in the outside world, a transition
date as you may from the school to the other place, the
dreaded outside." Rose was in a relaxed and jovial mood
teasing Mary now about the upcoming event. "What kind of
date is this?" Mary asked, "Oh a blind one of course"
Rose grinned, perhaps he even has a white cane. They
both laughed Mary starting to relax as well. Rose was
acting more like a friend now than a trainer and Mary
was beginning to feel at ease when the situations were
appropriate. She still knew her place in the scheme of
things when she needed to.
Rose told her that she would be going out to dinner in a
real restaurant with a man of course. "We kind of lied
to him and told him we were you," Rose said with a sly
grin. "You met him on the Internet and he wanted to meet
you so we set you up with a dinner date." "After he
meets you we'll tell him the truth" Rose said. "Oh, I
get it" Mary grinned, "not only is he blind but he is
misinformed." They laughed again, Mary feeling a little
giddy at the prospect of going on a date again.
She hadn't been on a real date in a long time she
reflected. Perhaps it would be fun. Perhaps even a lot
of fun. Mary had little to do the rest of the afternoon,
as the activities of the school required the attentions
of her trainers. She had essentially been graduated now
and the time of the trainers had been diverted to others
still in training. She sat in her room and read a book
that rose had brought in for her to read.
She was about half way through the book when Rose
stopped in and told her it was time to get ready. Rose
provided her with a white leather mini, crotch less
panty hose and a semi transparent bikini panty. The bra
was a pushup, which would leave Mary's nipples uncovered
and the shiny sateen blouse, had an open collar that
would reveal the tops of Mary's breasts. The high heel
shoes complemented the outfit, and a small clutch bag
was provided for her essentials.
Mary took a quick shower, refreshed her makeup and began
to get dressed in the provided clothing. The silkiness
of the pantyhose caressing her legs, Mary ran her hands
across the smooth material. It felt good. The bikini
panties and bra slipped into place before Mary took a
look a look at her reflection in the mirror.
Her sexy reflection smiled back at her as she picked up
the blouse and buttoned the front with the few buttons
provided. Her cleavage nicely displayed by the open
collar design of the blouse. Mary slipped into the
leather mini skirt and put on the high heel shoes. She
was ready and she looked like dynamite, even if she had
to say so herself. She was ready for the challenge of
the "date." At least she was dressed for it anyhow.
She wasn't sure how emotionally she would be ready. Mary
put her lipstick and a small compact in the clutch,
there wasn't room for much more. Rose popped back in and
complemented Mary on her appearance. Mary was much more
confident in her appearance now that she had lost a
little weight and was taught how to make the most of her
makeup and hair style.
Rose said, "just one more thing." She came up to Mary
and took a pair of wire cutting pliers and cut the gold
chain that was around her neck. Mary gasped as she felt
the now familiar collar falling free from around her
throat. Rose let the charm slide off the cut collar and
handed it to Mary. "Here put this in your bag" she told
her. Mary started to question why the collar had been
removed, but thought better of it.
Perhaps it would not be wise to wear something like that
out she thought. It really didn't look bad Mary thought
to herself, she was going to miss it. She would have to
see about getting something to replace it as soon as
possible. She was used to having a "necklace/collar" and
felt somehow underdressed without it. "Time to go," Rose
cut into her thoughts. "Oh yeah", Mary said, "Time to
go."
She was taken in the van to an office on the other side
of town, when they got there he was waiting, a small
bouquet of flowers in his hand. He stood when they came
in and appeared to hope that this goddess that was
coming in dressed in white was for him. He eyed her
openly. He was a nice looking gentleman, 32 years old
and from the local area.
Mary was introduced and there was a brief conversation
informing the man that he had been misled and the person
that he had been corresponding to on the Internet and
Mary were in fact two different people. They made some
excuse about getting files mixed up or something. He
looked disappointed. They told him that he could keep
the date with Mary or not. That it would be up to him.
He said that he would keep the date with Mary.
The introductions were made and he seemed to be beside
himself with joy at having a date with a gorgeous woman.
Mary was quite pleased as well, he appeared athletic,
being well proportioned and very hansom. He had a nice
smile and appeared to have an even, gentle personality.
He would have been someone that Mary would have looked
at in the personals a month ago and fantasized about.
He was a hunk, Mary thought smiling. A keeper, her
mother would have said. He offered her the flowers and
the moment took an awkward turn, Mary accepted the
flowers but then what. "I'll hold them for you hear she
heard a female voice say," and without looking she
handed the flowers off. "No pockets," Mary said with a
grin and they both laughed. The ice was broken.
"Be off you two" someone told them, they didn't know who
as their eyes were locked with each other. He finally
offered his arm and Mary took it allowing him to lead
her to a waiting limo. She thought it very nice that he
had gone to the expense of renting a limo for their
date. She hadn't been treated like this since her High
School prom. The limo took them to a restaurant with a
French sounding name and a staff of supposed Frenchmen
acting as waiters.
Once inside it appeared that the gentleman was well know
by the staff and he was immediately seated at a corner
table. There was an L shaped bench seat with a high back
that provided a cove atmosphere that separated them from
main dining room. "Would you like the bench seat or a
chair?" he had asked her and she said that the bench
would be fine. Mary was seated in the crook of the L and
he sat in a chair facing her over the glass-topped
table.
The waiter appeared as soon as they were seated filling
the water glasses and asking if they preferred anything
to drink. He ordered a bottle of wine and the waiter
scurried off. Mary didn't drink a lot and was not to
familiar with wines but the name he had given the waiter
was in French and she didn't recognize it. Mary decided
that she would go with the flow so to speak and allow
her date free reign in their choice of beverage.
Not that he had asked her permission to start with. The
waiter returned with the wine, showed it to him and he
went through all the usual amenities of accepting the
wine before the waiter poured some into Mary's glass.
"Impressive" she said grinning at him. "You haven't even
tasted it" he responded. "I meant the protocol," Mary
replied. "Check the wine to see if it is worth it" he
told her. Mary ventured a sip, it was like silk sliding
across her tongue, and she loved it.
"It's wonderful she told him, simply wonderful." He
smiled, "glad you find it suitable he said." The waiter
had returned and waited discretely off to one side. He
motioned for the waiter to approach and spoke to him in
French. Mary was impressed, after the waiter left she
said, "you obviously speak French." "Yes" he said, "that
is one of the languages that I speak, there is also
Italian, Russian and Greek."
Mary's eyes widened in awed surprise, "your kidding she
said," "not really" he replied, "oh and Pig Latin" he
added to Mary's amusement. Mary had picked up the wine
glass and had just taken a sip When she laughed at his
Pig Latin addition she almost lost control of the wine
in her mouth, it dribbled onto her chin.
Mary quickly dabbed at the wine before it landed on her
clothing and gasped, "that was close." They were at ease
with each other now and joked with one another through
the meal. Their conversation covered many topics and he
asked her if she had been brought up in the local area
and Mary told him no, she had lived in a little town
called Allison many years ago and the family had moved
from there and she had ended up going to college here
and worked in a bookstore for an elderly couple.
She admitted to him that she had taken over control of
the store and that most people thought that she owned
it. But she had an agreement with the original owners
and was in the process of purchasing the business from
the widow. Mary asked where he was from and told her
that they all seem to come from some small town
somewhere. And that he was involved in many business and
moved around quite a bit before finding something
special in the area. He said he was thinking of putting
down roots here if things went right.
Mary told him that she hoped that he found what he was
looking for in the area. The food came and they ate
while they talked and got to know each other better.
Mary finally said to him, "what should I call you?" "I
don't even know your name, and you know that I am Mary
but I never heard you mention a name." He smiled at her,
"what name do I look like he asked her?"
"Mmmmmmmm, let me see, George...no definitely not a
George or a John, perhaps a Shawn, or Darrel, no not
Darrel, something sexy, Zorro, Don Juan or Romeo" Mary
said. "Take your pick" he told her, "and for tonight I
will be that person, just for you." "Well in that case"
she said, "Romeo where for art thou?" He smiled and she
did as well.
The service was excellent Mary thought. The waiter
seemed to be there at every opportunity, clearing plates
making sure the wine glasses were filled to an optimum
level enhancing the enjoyment, filling water glasses if
so much as two gulps of water lowered the level a
little. Mary commented to her Romeo that the place must
be expensive for the amount of service they were
getting.
He smiled at her, "not that it is not expensive," he
replied "but the extra service is because of you and not
the money he said." "Me," Mary looked at him her eyes
opening wider. "Yes you, Have you noticed that he sets
everything down to the side of the table and that
whenever someone puts a plate in the middle he is here
to clear it off?"
"Well yes" Mary agreed "that's right." He smiled at her,
pointing to the table he told her the obvious. "The top
is glass, that lets him see your legs, and when you're
relaxed you might have let him see a glimpse or two of
your panties." "Like a good Italian, he likes his women
and he will look at every opportunity at such a
wonderful view."
Mary did not blush at the realization or the compliment.
"Wait a minute" Mary said, trying to change the subject,
"he's Italian." "Yep, speaks pretty good French for and
Italian from New York doesn't he?" Mary didn't believe
him and looked at him with a sly smile on her face.
"I know he said, you don't believe me, watch when he
comes again and listen carefully to what is said." When
the waiter came to the table again. Romeo spoke to him
in French carrying on a conversation. Mary listened but
didn't understand anything they were saying, suddenly
she realized that they were not speaking French anymore
but Italian instead, she knew a few words and the
pattern.
The waiter looked at Mary, "my secret is out I am told,
allow me to introduce my self, I am Guido and yes I do
come from New York." Mary smiled at him not knowing what
to say, "you make a good Frenchman she said, had me
fooled for sure." "Thanks" he said, a touch of the NY
accent slipping in. He left the table then to attend to
his other customers.
"See" Romeo told her, "now I'll bet that if you were
naughty and didn't have any underpants on he would
really go out of his way to serve us." Mary looked up at
the twinkle in Romeo's eyes. Yes she thought and so
would you. "Mmmmmm," Mary said, "should I be naughty or
should I be nice." He smiled, "your choice he told her."
"Only one problem" Mary confided leaning over the table,
presenting Romeo a nice view of her cleavage. I don't
have anywhere to put them she said, pointing to the
little clutch purse, "no pockets remember." Mary was
feeling the effects of the several glasses of wine that
she had consumed. Of course it was not obvious how many
she had consumed due to the waiters constant attention
to maintain the level just so in the glasses.
Mary was feeling adventurous and daring and the
suggestion of her being sans panties suddenly appealed
to her. "You could always go to the ladies room and when
you came back anything that you had in your hand I would
be more than happy to put in my pocket for you" he said
holding open the pocket on his suit jacket.
Mary grinned and when the waiter returned for one of his
many trips to the table, Mary asked him to direct her
toward the powder room. He indicated the way to the
restrooms that were reserved for the more elite clients.
Handing her a key from his pocket. Mary excused herself
and stood to go to the ladies room. She had to put out a
hand to steady herself. "More wine in that stuff than
there seems to be" she said smiling at her host.
Mary made her way to the rest room and checked her
appearance in the mirror before using the facilities.
She washed her hands and then reached under the mini and
dropped her panties to the floor. Mary then retrieved
the garment and folded it into a small package, palming
it in her hand and covering it with her purse. When she
returned to the table she carefully passed the folded
material to Romeo who secreted it away in his jacket
pocket.
As Mary slipped back into her seat Romeo was treated to
the enticing view. They giggled together like school
kids at their little secret until the waiter made
another of his trips to the table. This time to see if
he was ready for the check, when they saw him coming,
Mary feigning innocence allowed her legs to part until
her knees were about 4 inches apart.
While Romeo busied himself studying the damages, Guido
busied himself clearing the last of the dishes. As he
looked down and caught a glimpse of Mary's now naked
pussy, his casual glance turned into a double take and
he dropped the dishes he was clearing. They bounced off
the table and clattered onto the floor.
Fortunately they did not break, apologizing profusely he
quickly attended to the dishes he had dropped. Crouching
down to retrieve them, while Romeo offered his hand to
Mary, "ready to go?" he said and Mary took his hand. The
movement necessary for her to get up from the bench
seat, caused her legs to open further. Her naked pussy
passing directly in front of Guido's crouched form.
He spoke to the waiter in Italian. "Quite a pleasant
view isn't it Guido." Guido looked up and replying in
Italian as well said, "One of the few natural wonders of
the world. A view to behold for all eternity." They
exchanged smiles. Together Mary and her Romeo left the
restaurant. Mary noting that there was no exchange of
money, only the flourish of a pen as they departed.
"Good evening Mr. Cunningham, hope to see you again
soon." "Good evening" he said and they departed. Once
back in the car Mary said to him, "Romeo Cunningham. Now
there's a name." "Jeff he replied, short for Jeffery.
Not all that sexy is it?" he said. "Depends" Mary
replied.
Jeff asked Mary if she had any specific time that she
needed to be back and Mary said that she didn't think
so. No one had told her to be back at any particular
time and she hadn't thought to ask. Jeff asked if she
would like a cup of coffee or something, honestly he
said I don't want the evening to end just yet. "Coffee
would be fine" Mary said, adding that it had to have a
low wine content that she was beginning to feel a bit
tipsy. "My place okay?" Jeff asked and Mary agreed that
it would be.
The limo eased from the parking lot of the restaurant
and moved quietly through the night. Mary was hoping for
a little sex from this dating adventure. She had really
jumped at the idea of flashing her pussy at the waiter
because she had wanted Jeff to get a look an perhaps
even fill her up with a hard cock. Judging from the
bulge that she had noted through the glass top of the
table he would be up to the challenge. She just hoped
that she was not being too obvious.
The limo took them to a large house in the rich section
of town and brought them to the front door. Jeff had
gotten out and the driver had opened the door for Mary.
Reaching out to take her hand, Jeff was once again
treated to the view between her seemingly flawless legs.
Mary stepped out of the car and the mini fell into place
temporally blocking the scenic view. Jeff led her to the
house and opened the door.
Leading her into the large living room, Jeff lit a
candle or two and turned down the main lights. " I go
put some coffee on" he said. He turned and pushed a
button on the stereo system and soft music began to
play. He turned to look at her sitting on the couch
hoping to get a glimpse of her pussy perhaps or just to
look at her.
Mary motioned him toward her and he approached, she had
decided that she didn't want to drink coffee or talk but
to do other more interesting things. "You're not trying
to seduce me with candlelight and soft music are you?"
she asked looking into his large brown eyes. "Sure I
am," he laughed lifting his right hand up touching the
underside of her left breast with his fingertips.
Mary's left hand grabbed his wrist and moved his hand
away from her breast and brought it up in front of her
face. "Won't work," she said still absorbed by his eyes,
kissing the back of his hand brushing her lips across
his knuckles, feeling the small hairs tickle her lips.
"No?" he said looking into her eyes as well. "Nope" Mary
said "your eyes have already done the job." As he leaned
forward to kiss her moist lips Mary quivered with
anticipation and just plain lust. His fingers caressed
her cheek as their lips met for the first time.
When Mary moved her hand away from her face she brought
his right hand with it, back to her breast. This time
not for just a light tender caress but for a needed
solid contact. Jeff took a firm hold of her breast
moving his other hand into position on the other one as
well. Their lips parted and their tongues mingled
searching each other out. Jeff felt Mary's hand move up
his leg to his bulging crotch.
As her hand made contact with his erection Jeff used one
of his hands to grab her wrist and pull he hand away.
"Not trying to seduce me with candlelight and soft music
are you?" he teased. "No," Mary admitted "I am just
trying to seduce you." He smiled and took her hands to
help her stand. His arms wrapped around her and he
pulled her in tightly while their mouths locked together
in passion.
His hands roamed her back and moved down to massage her
ass through the material of the leather mini. She was
doing likewise feeling his firm ass and pressing his
hard cock against her. His hands moved up and between
them and he made room to reach the buttons of her
blouse, he began to unbutton them one by one.
Mary gave him the room that he needed and when the last
of the Mohegans fell prey to his busy fingers Jeff
pulled the blouse clear of her skirt and parted the
material so that he could observe her partially
uncovered tits. Her nipples stood out hardened by her
sensual arousal as Jeff bent to place his mouth upon one
of the exposed nipples.
Mary moaned from somewhere deep inside. After sucking on
one and then the other nipple Jeff stood and took Mary's
hand. Without another word he led her toward the stairs
and up to the master bedroom.
The room was decorated early Victorian with a large king
sized four poster bed and several other large pieces of
furniture in the room but Mary was not interested in the
d‚cor of anything other than the bulge in Jeff's pants.
Jeff led her to the side of the bed, there he slid the
blouse from Mary's body and kissed her as his arms
encircled her to unfasten the catches on the bra.
Mary stood as he removed her clothing her only actions
were to return the many kisses that he applied between
articles. She felt the catch on the mini come loose and
the leather material fall away as the skirt dropped to
the floor. Her panties had already been removed. Leaving
Jeff and easy view of her shaved pubic region and most
of her ass. The pantyhose was next as Jeff expertly
lowered the material sensually down her legs.
With her skirt and pantyhose in a puddle at her feet
Jeff eased Mary into a sitting position on the bed, the
opportunity to kiss her hard nipples taken advantage of.
He pressed her back onto the bed until her back was flat
and then he lifted one foot and removed a shoe, then the
other for the other shoe. The pantyhose were removed
from her feet and the skirt was picked up off the floor
and placed on a stand near the bed.
He sat her up and then physically picked her up and
turned her before depositing her onto the bed. Mary lay
there and watched as he stripped off his own clothing
revealing a muscular body in the dim light of the room.
Mary fingered her naked neck idly while she watched.
"Something wrong with your neck?" he asked. "No why?"
asked Mary. "Just that you are touching it a lot." "At
the restaurant too," he said. "Oh I am just used to
wearing something around my neck," she said "and I
didn't have it on tonight." Mary was being honest but
hoping not obvious in her answer.
As Jeff stripped off his underpants, his hard cock stood
proudly and it pleased and excited Mary as she watched.
She would be sure to lunch up on that specimen she
thought if the opportunity arises. Jeff came to the bed
and rolled her over onto her stomach and then again onto
her back. "More room to play in the middle" he said
smiling. Mary looked left and right, smiling back she
commented that the playroom was large but not crowded
enough.
Mary held her arms out to Jeff and he willingly filled
them with his large masculine frame. The bed shifted
under his weight as he crawled into Mary's waiting
embrace. His mouth found hers and they locked in another
passionate embrace, his hands exploring her body as hers
did his. His mouth moved over her body, the need was
immediate now and he covered her chest with kisses.
Normally Jeff would have liked to eat her before he
fucked her but his cock was calling out for pussy and it
would not be denied. As Jeff's fingers touched and
explored Mary's pussy he found it to be soaking wet. The
dam had burst and the river was flowing.
He moved into position as slipped his hard cock into the
velvety interior of Mary's womanhood. He entered easily
due to the lubrication that had been provided but that
in no way diminished the tightness that he felt gripping
his cock as he entered. His cock pumped into her with a
now desperate need as he stroked deeply within Mary's
willing pussy.
Their passions rising quickly Mary felt his cock swell
and knew he was close to coming, she to was close, ever
so close. The it happened, his cock exploding sending
jolts of hot come deep inside Mary's pussy. Mingling
with Mary's own juices, she heard a woman's voice off
somewhere in the distance saying, "I'm coming."
She didn't know where the voice was coming from because
she was too busy having a climax of her own as her body
tensed and convulsed and twitched and twisted and
writhed under the pulsing, pounding, pile driving attack
of Jeffery Cunningham.
He collapsed on top of her, their spent bodies pooling
together, as they caught their breath. After a few
minutes Jeff slipped his cock from he soaked pussy. Mary
felt the retreating cock and realized that it had not
diminished in size appreciably from its fully erect
state.
Another one with staying power she thought to her self.
Mary looked at Jeff, "wow!" Jeff looked back and smiled,
"wow!" is right. He kissed her and wrapped his arms
around her. Jeff's hands toyed with Mary's body with a
light but sensual feeling for Mary, "hope you're up to
more than one bout she told him if you're going to keep
that stuff up."
He assured her that he would be, he wasn't going to let
her get away before the dessert course was over. Mary
snuggled into his arms. He said, "you said that you
lived in a little town called Allison didn't you?"
"That's right" Mary replied, "why?" "Did you know a boy
named Bobby he asked?"
"Do you mean Bobby Johnson?" Mary asked with some
surprise. "Yes Bobby Johnson," Jeff replied. Mary smiled
recalling their times together. "Yes I knew Bobby, why
do you ask?" Jeff rolled to the side of the bed and
pulled a picture frame from the nightstand. "Tell me
about these," he said handing the frame to Mary.
Mary turned the frame over and looked at a pair of pink
frilly panties that had been carefully mounted and
framed. They looked almost as new as they had been some
20 years before. A tear came to her eye before she broke
out in a fit of laughter.
Someone had actually kept her panties for 20 years. She
couldn't believe it. No it couldn't be. "Wait she said,
how old are you?" "32" he replied. "Your not Bobby's
older brother are you?" "Yes, I am," he replied.
"Please tell me about these," he said again pointing to
the small panties behind the glass of the frame.
"Where's Bobby now?" she asked. "He's dead," he replied.
"When he was 10, he was out with our father and they got
in an auto accident." "My mother remarried and he
adopted me." "Her new husband was Gerry Cunningham."
Mary said "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know." "So tell me
the story as you remember it Mary, I know how Bobby told
it and I believed it but now I have my doubts." "Why do
you doubt it?" Mary asked. "Because the school reported
that you were virgin when you were enrolled."
"The school, you mean THE SCHOOL?" ............ He
smiled at her, "Not mad at me for sending you are you?"
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in
for a wet seductive kiss and said, "mad, hell no, horny
hell yes and damn proud of it now." "Good" he said, "I
was hoping it would work out."
"Now tell me about Bobby and the panties," pointing
again to the frame. Mary related the story of the
panties to him as she lay in his arms looking up toward
the ceiling. His fingers tracing her body as she told
him the details as she remembered them. He let her
finish without interruption as she relived that day.
When she finished she said "that was about it." "He had
to get out of there in a hurry and since the panties
weren't my style anymore I never worried about getting
them back." Jeff laughed and took the frame from her
hands and put it back in the dresser. "Still got the
pictures?" he asked. "Well I still have the dresser,
maybe I do, and I'd have to check." "Please do he said
to her."
"What was Bobby's side of the story?" she asked with
interest? Jeff replied that it was a long story but now
that he heard her side it took on a different context.
"When Bobby said that he had gotten into your pants I
thought he meant that he had sex with you." "I had a
pair of girls' panties that I had stolen of a
clothesline somewhere and I kept telling him that it was
a souvenir of my first time with a girl."
"When he came home with these I thought that he had
actually had sex before I did." "I mean I was 12 and
here my little brother beat me in the sex department,
not that I ever admitted it to anyone before now."
"Enough of that for the moment though," his hand dipped
into her sopping pussy.
They made love more slowly this time the need having
been diminished by the earlier session and several
questions answered. Mary now knew who sent her to the
school. She didn't know the why yet but at the moment
her body was demanding more attention and he was
supplying it. They would have to talk later.
Mary loved the feel of his hard cock in her pussy and
she was satisfied several more times before Jeff told
her that he would have to take her back to the school.
It was just past midnight and the doors would probably
be locked. Mary told him that she had a locket that
opened some doors but wondered why he was taking her
back. "Give it a few days," he told her "and all will
become clear."
Mary put her clothing back on and realizing that she
didn't have any panties on asked Jeff if he still had
them in his pocket, he smiled at her and said, "You
didn't really expect to get them back did you." "No I
guess not" Mary said smiling back. "Worth a try though."
"My driver will take you back to the school" he told
her. "If you have any trouble getting in he will let me
know and I will see if I can make arrangements."
"Will I see you again?" Mary asked, having gotten some
information and wanting more, he would just reply for
her to give it a few days.