Graduation was behind us. No longer a Senior in High School, I was looking forward to a sensual summer before heading to college.
I was sitting on the sofa with Kitty as she savored the fucking I had just administered to her. It was still amazing to realize I had my personal pussy whenever I wanted it. 32 years old and no chance for her to get pregnant.
The phone rang and I answered it as Kitty was still lapping the juices from my cock.
It was Miss Adams, my high school counselor.
She congratulated me on my Graduation and wished me well when I departed for college. She expressed regret she had not been of more help in making my college decision. She also told me to call her anytime I needed advise or someone to talk to.
I thanked her and made the same offers to her.
She responded by commenting she could use a hand with something at her office before the school locked down for the summer. She wondered if I could help her for an hour or 2 that afternoon.
I responded in the affirmative. We agreed to meet in her office at 2:00. Kitty had finished clean up; but I knew I better take a shower.
As I hit the shower, Kitty joined me and began scrubbing my back. She moved down through my asshole and crack; then moved on to my nalls. She hefted them and applied soapy hands to them. That began to bring my balls and cock back to life.
We finished in the shower; and on exiting Kitty used a towel to dry my back and ass.
I combed my hair in place after applying a little gel for control. Kitty took my aftershave and doused me with it. Smiling she said she wanted her new Man at his best.
Not knowing what Miss Adams would ask me to do, I donned a pair of aussie shorts and a tee shirt. Sneakers, sunglasses and a ball cap finished the attire.
It only took a few minutes to get to school; and I parked next to her car as she had suggested.
She was waiting at the door when I walked up to the building. A big smile met me as she opened the door for my entry. I hardly noticed when she locked the door to prevent anyone from entering.
Her attire did take me by surprise. First I should note Miss Adams was about 40 years old; as far as anyone knew she had never married. She was about 5 feet, 3 inches tall and weighed in at about 160. She was a bit of a porker. Dark eyes, long finger nails, and short blonde hair finished the package.
As I mentioned, her attire caught me by surprise. Normally, during the school year, she was always dressed in a business suit. Not this day.
Her top was a very thin white cotton with tie strings from the belly button to the neckline. But the strings were loose and open to reveal all of her cleavage. From her nipples, it was evident she had no bra on.
She was wearing what you would call Daisy Dukes. The shorts were so small on her that a good amount of ass cheek was dangling free. Add to that she was wearing spiked heels which caused her leg muscles to tighten. Plus she had a very musky scent on which was something she'd never done at school.
She put her arm through mine as we headed down the school corridor; it seemed strange to be walking with a staff member like this. But then I remembered I was a graduate. Was it my imagination or was she intentionally brushing those titties against my arm?
We got to her office and I allowed her to enter first. That gave me a good shot at those ass cheeks. One thing had not changed; I was still a horn dog. If it had a hole and some hair, I would fuck it if given the opportunity.
She apologized for the air conditioning not being on. Budget issues she explained. When she saw the sweat begin to form on my forehead, she suggested I drop my tee shirt and be more comfortable.
Without thinking much about that, I did. The shorts did not hide much from view. Anyone with half a brain could see I had a large nut sac. Add to that, my cock was beginning to revive after the morning fuck.
I saw some boxes sitting on the counter and assumed they were what she wanted help with. As I began to pick one up, she asked me to stop so she could verify the contents and label the boxes.
She brushed against me several times as she looked through the boxes. I could not help it when my cock began to harden even more and cause the pouch in my shorts to swell forward.
She could tell I was hard; that was evidently her desire. One thing I hated was a dick tease.
I was standing behind her and looking over her shoulder. I had a straight shot looking down her cleavage and confirmed the absence of a bra. Those globes were hanging free and I could even see a peek of her nipples..