He was probably her best friend. He was there when she needed an ear, a shoulder. A great friend but never more, every time a man would break he heart he would be there to listen and hold her but he never asked that she let him "hold" her. Until one day...
They worked together every Saturday night and closed up the store around midnight. They were running slightly behind tonight due to a last minute straggler. As he finished up everything she said she needed to use the ladies room and excused herself. He had no idea the surprise that awaited him when he came out of the office and all the lights to the storage room where off.
He felt a firm hand push him against the door, and full warm lips pressed against his. Instinctively he let his lips part as her tongue found his. He knew she was finally ready to love him. It had always been there an untapped emotion between them. She would not risk losing him as a friend if their love could not last. He didn't want to try to force her to love him and lose her all together.
Their kiss continued in the darkness. He placed his hands on her face and held her, as he had wanted to hold her for so long. She held him at the waist. As much as he didn't want to rush her he couldn't ignore the bulge growing steadily against his leg.
He broke the kiss and held her face in between his palms.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Let this be your answer."
She walked away from him and he heard the lights switch click. He shielded his eyes from the sudden brightness. As his eyes adjusted he knew she wanted to go through with it. She stood before him as she had a Halloween night a few years ago, an image that had a common place in his imagination many a night.
Her sleek brown hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. She wore black rimmed glasses that made her brown eyes glint beautifully. Her d-cup breasts were held tight by a white button down shirt which was tied in a bow accenting her smooth tan stomach. A short plaid skirt, that he remembered being slightly longer, barely covered her perfect girl next door butt. White stockings hugged her long sensuous legs stopping half way up her thighs.
She walked towards him and grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts. He gave them a gentle squeeze which caused a moan to escape her sweet lips. He paused not wanting to force her.
"Do you real..."
She placed a finger on his face; the stubble of his beard tickled her finger tip.
"Please teacher I need to get my grades up somehow." She was about a foot shorter than him so she looked up from under her bangs and slowly slipped her other index finger in her mouth and sucked it.
He couldn't postpone his feelings any more. He slipped a hand around her uncovered back and pulled her close kissing her full on the mouth. His cock set hard against her pelvic bone.
He moved from her lips to her neck, moving very slowly taking time to give her ear a little nibble. She once again let a sigh of pleasure escape, she had told him so many intimate things and he remembered. His right hand held its place at her breast slipping inside the shirt caressing it slow and tenderly. His left moved around and pulled her skirt up above, she knew exactly what would turn him on the black boy shorts hugged her ass perfectly. It took everything he had not to come right then.
Grabbing her hand he opened the door to the office and pulled her inside. He spun her around and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pulled her skirt up sitting her on the desk sending pens and paperwork sprawling.
"Well now lets see if we can figure how you can get up those grades." He said kissing his way down her to her perfect tits.
He slowly undid the shirt with his teeth exposing her orange bra. He slid the shirt off her back kissing her on the forehead as he did so. The snaps on the bra came free easily as they embraced in a passionate kiss. Her breasts sprang free when he pulled the bra down her arms. He took his time; kissing all over both of them sucking and nibbling the nipples like she had told him had happened in high school that had made her crazy as she was now.
She wrapped her legs around him again pulling him to her. She moaned scratching into his back. He felt her wetness and warmth saturating his crotch. He thrust forward making sure she felt his cock against her moist mound.
"Please Greg, FUCK ME!!" Ashlynn screamed throwing he hair back.
