We had been out, had dinner and a little walk in the cool weather. Maybe cliché, but it's one of the best ways to spend the evening. Throughout the dinner and the walk, we excited each other with little caresses, facts, gestures and words. You would slurp some rosé wine and I would watch wide-eyed as the drop ran down your chin and dripped onto your chest before rolling down between your tits. You giggled because it tickled and sighed when you saw my gaze, full of desire and promise. Just my gaze made you swell and get hot, you felt the blood start to pound in your pussy and you moaned softly as you let your foot slide up the inside of my leg under the table. Luckily, the tablecloth was long, so no one could see you find your way up to my crotch.You had kicked off your shoes a long time ago and now you felt my cock getting harder and I had to get myself in better shape to make room for your growing favorite. Outwardly we looked calm and controlled, but inside we began to smolder with intense desire and we both knew we were going to be even hornier before we got home. I leaned close to you and whispered, "I think I'll have to take you in the shower when we get home." You swallowed and nodded. You don't remember the rest of the dinner, you only thought about the double bottom of what I said: "Are you going to just order me into the shower and watch me? Or are you going to shower with me? And if so, are you going to fuck me in the shower?" You sat a little closer to meYour breathing became heavier as you fantasized about you and me in the shower, with warm water gushing over us as I stood behind you and let my cock slide up between your buttocks, into between your legs, hard and ready to penetrate you deeply. I noticed that you were sitting uneasily in the seat next to me and I looked at you and smiled knowingly. I placed a large and strong hand on your thigh and began to stroke and knead, higher and higher. Finally I slid my fingers down between your legs and I pressed against your pussy as you spread your legs apart and gasped. I kept my hand still with a firm and determined pressure against your throbbing pussy. You tried to push against it, but then I let go and leaned towards you, stroked your hair to the side and kissed your neck just below your ear and whispered "later, my Snuppa. Then you'll have it." You trembled and trembled, your breathing was heavy and you moaned low and deep with frustration and desire. "Fuck, NO ONE else turns me on like you do. NO ONE else makes me lose control and surrender to such a degree of senselessness, completely and utterly." You whispered to me.You can fantasize about me and have an orgasm without me touching you. The walk went relatively quickly, I laughed at your eagerness where you almost ran in sky-high heels and pulled me after you.

You stared down at the book. You saw the letters, but they made no sense. You had spent many hours in this reading room for the past week, and you didn't feel any more prepared for the exam and the other schoolwork because of it. Your thoughts kept wandering to other topics than the ones you really should be concerned with.You looked around and realized that you were completely alone. You probably had been for a while too. Normal people weren't in school at this time of day. You looked around again to make sure there were no other people there before you slowly slipped your hand down your stomach and inside your waistband. You hadn't done this in a long time. It was always exciting to feel yourself when there was a risk of being caught. Just as your fingertips were approaching the delicious wet spot between your legs, the door opened. You quickly pulled your hand back up and placed it on the table in front of you. You felt yourself blushing heavily.