Jennifer left her desk at lunchtime. She did not plan to eat today; rather she wanted to write another story for her lover. She wanted to wander the hallways of her school to let her mind jump with ideas. She had done so many things to him when they were in school together she thought the hallways would kindle memories that would help. Idly she slipped into the backstage area, sitting behind the closed curtains, mind going back to when she was in school.
The plays flooded back to her, a smile slyly starting. She was about to go when she head whispers, a girls giggling. Silently she stood and peered around the corner. She could see two students entwined in a passionate kiss, tongues probing. They clutched at each other as only someone feeling arousal for the first time can. Naturally she started to raise her voice and let them know she was here. She did not plan to punish them, just send them back to class.
Jennifer opened her mouth then stopped, her eyes drawn to the girl's hand as it slipped down his lean body. With no prompting from the boy she latched her small hand on his cock, outlined clearly in his jeans. Fascinated Jennifer saw his head snap down, hands reach for her breasts. She watched as they ground their hips harder and harder, dry humping, his hands now on her ass. Without thought her fingers were at her own crotch, pressing thru her clothes that hard pebble, the moistness apparent even now. His hands slipped under her skirt. In the darkness their profile was clear, his hands now kneading her cheeks, then his hand slipping to the front.
