Peters.”
“You certainly should be. Why, I have a good mind to… Stand up, Miss Harkin.”
She did so, her skirt falling back into place. He continued to read. xxx 18 “Oh, god yes.” he replied. He swallowed. “God, I’m getting hard again just looking at you.”
“Really? I don’t believe you.”
She reached out and laid her hand against his zipper. Sure enough, she could feel something, if not hard, then at least upright. She began to stroke it.
He swallowed again, then half-heartedly tried to push her hand away, saying, “I thought you didn’t want the janitor to see us.”
“I’ve changed my mind.” she replied, continuing to stroke and squeeze him there, and getting that mischievous look on her face again. Then she dropped the chalk to the floor, and came to stand in front of his desk again.
She
