If the music is to loud then you are too old. Well, I guess that makes me too old. The DJ has the music blaring and I am looking for a place with a little peace and quiet. It is hard to find in the small gymnasium where our high school is having their dance. I don't know what possessed me to chaperone this senior class dance anyway. These dances are not like the old days. The girls are barely dressed ... tops cut way too low and skirts cut way too high. Some of the better developed girls are lucky that they are not falling out of their shirts but every time they bend over they are giving the boys quite a show.
The gym is old and has seating in a balcony up above the basketball floor. There are separate stairways at each end with doors that lock on the bottom floor. They are supposed to make it easier to keep track of the students during dances but I have found students smoking there in the past. The stairwells are fairly quiet though so I think I will use that spot for some peace. If anyone asks I can always tell them I am checking for students.
As I use my key to open the door, I can hear some giggling coming from the stairs. There are just a few steps before the landing where you make the turn to the second flight. It is a blind corner so I can't see anyone yet but it is obvious from the sounds that it is a boy and a girl.
"Stop that, Jared," I here her say. I recognize Lauren's voice. Jared and Lauren are our star senior athletes. Both were held back earlier in their schooling and are now 19 years old. They are more mature than the other seniors both in looks and in behavior. On more than one occasion, I have had to separate them in the hall for their public displays of affection. They have been dating since 7th grade and will be graduating in a few weeks.
"Come on honey," Jared says is a voice that is almost pleading. "You have been rubbing your ass on me all night long while we have been dancing. You can feel how hard you've made me. Just a quick blowjob and we can get back to our friends."
"Not a chance Jared!" she said is a pretty firm tone. "It will mess up my makeup and then everyone will know what we have been up to."
"It feels so good with you stroking me right now, honey. And I know you are horny too. Look at how hard your nipples are. And they look like that before I got hold of them."
The conversation stopped and I heard Lauren moan softly. "It does feel good when you suck on my tits, baby," I heard her say. I could hear Jared groaning as well.
I have to admit that my curiosity got the best of me. I should have made some sort of noise to let them know I was coming but I was curious to see what was going on. The idea that I might get to see Lauren's young breasts was starting to excite me. She was very well built for a high school girl and had flirted with me in class from time to time. She always wore low cut tops and it was obvious she was proud of how she had developed by the way she was always bending over my desk when she asked me a question. She was really quite a tease. My glance around the corner was everything I had hoped for. Lauren was laying back on the stairs with her eyes closed and her tank top pulled up under her shoulders. Her skirt was short enough to see that she was wearing what she though passed for panties but were actually barely there; showing the hair that surrounded her pussy. I could see one of her breasts but the other was hidden from view by the back of Jared's head. It was obvious what he was up to since every time his head moved Lauren moaned a little louder.
Lauren was busy as well; her hand was firmly wrapped around Jared's cock. She was sliding slowly up and down, stopping to squeeze him each time she reached the head. Jared had started to raise his hips with each stroke of her hand, especially when she would stop and use her thumb to rub some of his cum around the head.
Jared raised his head from her breasts. "Come on Lauren .. you know it won't take me long to cum if you suck me off. I am so ready baby."
