Diana had my mind racing. All I could think about was her in a tight, white, swimsuit. It was more of a teddy, really. Diana had a knack for sewing, and she loved showing off her body to me. She had found a pattern for a one-piece swimsuit that she liked, and after experimenting with the sizing, found the one that best accentuated her curves and her cleavage. Diana has DD-cup tits that I love to enjoy. And she loves showing them off for me. Diana had found some white cotton/spandex blend material that was basically see-through. When wet it left nothing to the imagination. When she wanted to reward me, or wanted sex when I wasn't in the mood, she would don this swimsuit, get wet, then pose for me. I couldn't resist. On top of that, she was wearing a beautiful floral dress today, but had nothing underneath. So, it was time to blow off an afternoon, much like lunch had been blown off. I could still smell her juices in my goatee, and I knew I had accomplished enough in the morning to take the afternoon off. In addition, I knew Diana had no classes or meetings this afternoon.
There was one more hour until school let out, and thirty minutes after that, Diana would close up the library and head home. I hatched a plan in my head.
I headed to Bloomers, Diana's favorite flower shop, and picked up a huge bouquet of flowers for her. It took about half an hour for them to put it together, so the timing was working out perfectly. I drove to her middle school and parked in the teacher lot, then headed in. The front desk staff knew me by sight, and gave me no trouble checking in, each of them commenting on the lovely flowers and how lucky Diana was and how happy we both looked. I told them I was going to spend the afternoon helping Diana sort the large order of new books, even though I knew she would be done soon. She always made quick work of the order unless she got distracted reading one of them.