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Re upload from old user account:twotoneteacher94

I go home that evening to my apartment after unloading inside of Ashley.

My mind was in a couple places…thoughts like do I fuck with Brittany tomorrow and attempt to draw more attention to my bulge and tease her? Do I act like I would have on any other normal day? Do I bring it up in the faculty lounge? Do I go balls out and tell her we’re hanging out after work?

My heart is kinda skipping at this point. I’ve all the time been extremely professional (apart from taking those quick glances when Brittany or my other co worker, who I will distribute about later, bends over to reload papers in the copy machine) and really don’t discover myself fantasizing about shit while working.

But now…fuckin hell.

There had all the time been mild flirtations and sexual innuendos thrown around during happy hour when we’re out as a little group, but nothing as explicit as the description of Brittany drooling over my cock.

As soon as I make my way into my apartment, I can’t help it and crank another one out before passing out.

I wake up and I’m fuckin giddy as all hell mostly because at the end of the day, I don’t know what the fuck could happen but it’s all those little possibilities that rile me up.

Now, Brittany and I get to work roughly around the same time and usually take a few minutes in the lounge to bullshit before we shove off to class, make copies, etc.

As soon as I pull up into the parking lot, I can feel my cock swell a little bit. I wore khakis (I had to draw a little attention) and could see the print of my head starting to form.

Deep breath so I don’t fuckin embarrass myself and i head to the lounge.

I swing open the faculty door and there is Brittany.

Fuck me.

She’s standing there in a sundress, the fabric just clings to all the right curves of that ridiculous booty she has. She definitely mentioned playing volleyball in high college so, picture that volleyball ass, and you’ve got it.

Her light cardigan slopes around her firm tits, and even its just a hint of cleavage, it’s palpable how much tension there is when she walks through the lounge. ALL of my co workers, like, ALL of us cant help but to stare sometimes.

So she’s got the sundress, the cardigan, the flats, looking simply wonderful.

She twirls around and says “hey you” with a quick but genuine grin. Her sun dress dances around her legs and she just oozes so much sexual energy without even trying.

“My my looks like some one did a little lesson planning over the weekend. I hardly ever see you making copies this early.”

“Haha oh hush”

I walk over to make coffee. At this angle, she can make copies while being able to glance at me if she wanted to. I reach up for the filter and steal a quick glance her way. Her hands are hovering over the copy screen but her eyes are zeroed in on my bulge.

“How was the weekend?” I ask, catching her off guard.

“What? Oh, it was uhhh…it was quite something” she replies looking me dead in the eyes.

My cock twitches. I grin.

“That so? Watchu get into?”

Now, I don’t know if Brittany is just thinking “you have no idea that I’ve seen your cock” OR if Ashley gave Brit the heads up like, “yo, i told him, y’all should smash now” (which is precisely how Ashley would say it) so I’m just rolling with this.

“Well, I was out this weekend at a bachelorette and ran into Ashley. You never told me you knew her?”

My skin is electric at this point.

“Ashley? Like Ashley from (school name)?

“Yes, silly.”

“Wait wait, how do you know Ash?”

“We actually went to the same middle school and were super close when she played soccer for a little. We drifted for a bit but I reconnected with her once my cousin told me they started working at the same place.”

I couldn’t help but take her entire figure in as she’s talking. The light coming in through the window is creating that see through effect…her skirt blew up walking in the parking lot once and the image of her ass in that thong is the only clear picture in my mind as she’s finishing her sentence.

“Oh tight, didn’t realize you went way back…Ash and I met in college, kinda fucked around for a few and dated for a bit but honestly, she’s such a cool human being and I’m stoked we’re still, you know, like close. We’ve had some good times.”

“Actually, from what I hear, you’re really really close.”

“Haha I mean, yeah we, still hang out every now and then…”

My cock is on the verge of not being a chub anymore. She’s arranging her copies on the table, bent over slightly. Thank you Sun for
all of the work you’re doing to illuminate her figure.

“Hmm, you know…”

My eye brows inadvertently raise…

“When we were at the bar…Ashley and I were sitting next to each other and…”

The door swings open. A few faculty walk in breaking the moment. Fucking thanks, guys.

We say our hellos and greetings…and as i turn back to Brittany my arm catches the side of the copier and jolts my coffee cup, spilling it partially on the side of my shirt and a little by my belt loop/pocket.

“Fuckin hell. Happy Monday to me…well this isn’t going to be noticeable at all during first period” I remark, looking back up at Brittany.

“Oh, it’s…quite noticeable” she says, half under her breath.

7:55 bell rings.

NSFW: yes

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