in the chair, and this thought made his erection increase as if the dick was about to jump out. He thought she would probably allow it. But it would be too obvious a demonstration. He could let Daryl catch him with Michelle on his knees, but he wasn’t ready to put a pornographic scene for the guard. He continued to slowly rotate the chair, turning Michelle back to the window, and then continued to rotate, so that, finally, the back of the chair again hid it. He could see relief on her face when he stopped the rotation, and it almost provoked his dark side to continue the rotation.

He put his hand to her head and pulled her to kiss. His other hand slid up her body and reached her soft chest. She made a deep sound when he penetrated her tongue into her mouth. He wanted to close his eyes, but left his left eye ajar, watching the image from the camera. He noticed movement — Daryl was turning around the corner.

- Here he comes. I just noticed him.

“Oh my God,” Michelle stiffened immediately. Her eyes quickly darted around the room, and Charlie realized that she was looking for something to hide behind. But her clothes were far away, in his car, left out of the reach of her previous incarnation, which knew that she would have a backward thought when the turning point came.

“This is what you wanted,” Charlie reminded her. “Let ... you can’t do anything to stop it,” Michelle bit her lip and nodded, but he could feel her trembling.

Charlie suddenly remembered to close the camera window. He reached out and hauled in with the mouse, minimizing the display on the screen. Michelle covered his face with kisses, as if with raindrops, as if she had forgotten how to caress each other, and only knew that she had to kiss him. Charlie put his hands on her back, feeling her long hair falling between her shoulder blades, and pulled her to himself, pressing her chest to his. His heart was pounding so hard that he was sure that she could feel it.

Now he could hear the sound of the steps of the guard in the corridor. He had to repeat the same thing to himself that he had just said to Michelle - they could not do anything to stop it. He slightly adjusted the position of the chair and the position of Michel. He hoped that the guard would not be able to see that she was completely naked, but on the other hand, if she was too hidden, the guard might get too close before he realized what was happening.

The sound of footsteps did not slow down. This meant that Daryl did not bother to look through the glass. Instead, he headed straight for the door to the room. Charlie turned the chair to the left, trying to keep the back of the chair pointing towards the door.

Top-top, top-top. Obviously, now the guard should look through the door? Michelle, closing her eyes, pressed her lips to his lips, passionately kissing him, but Charlie felt too tense to respond. Despite the panic, his cock was hard as a rock, and Michelle slowly rubbed against him. Charlie let his hand down her back, and found that for her pussy. Michelle made a low moan, but in Charlie’s ears he sounded like a shot in a quiet room. The sound of the steps of the guard abruptly stopped.

Charlie would like to know what is happening behind his back. What does the guard see? Is Daryl worth the door? Or quietly comes closer to get a better look? Michelle closed her eyes and there was no help from her. She kept rubbing about the bulge in his jeans, moving back and forth in a slow rhythm. What if she has an orgasm while Daryl is in the room? Would she try to hide it? Or would she be excited if he watched her naked body tremble with pleasure?

How long should they wait before turning to check? It seemed very important that they should not notice Daryl. He will have the opportunity to pretend that he has not seen anything, and they all could have pretended that nothing had happened. Charlie was thinking of counting up to twenty or fifty, or up to a hundred. How much would be enough?

It is best to follow the advice given to them by Michel. Let it go. Do not worry. Forget Daryl. Just focus on Michelle, and let the events happen. Charlie squeezed and kissed her tightly. She eagerly responded to his kiss, and this kiss was followed by another, and another. How many kisses? Twenty, fifty, a hundred? He quickly lost count.

Top Top Top. Now Charlie heard the sound of Daryl’s footsteps stepping low again The sound left the doorway and became deafer when Daryl stepped into the corridor. After a while, the steps returned to their former rhythm, when the guard apparently decided that he was too far away to be heard, and finally disappeared.

Charlie dared to look over his shoulder. They were alone.

- He left.

Michelle stretched out and looked out over the back of a chair.

- He saw me? She asked anxiously. "How much did he see, how do you think?"

- I have no idea. I am sure that he can say that you sat on me and we kissed. I don't know if he can say that you were naked. I think the chair hid you. He saw his legs, I guess.

“My God,” she breathed, “I can't believe we just did that.” It was so risky.

“I can't believe it either,” Charlie still felt his heart pounding.

- It's ok. We made it. He saw us, but decided to leave us alone. I knew that he would do that, - Michelle looked out the window again. - Do you think he left?

- I have no idea. How long has he been standing there? It seems he was looking at us for a while.

- Oh my God. Watched? - Michelle waved her hand towards the computer: - Can you turn on the camera again?

Charlie stretched out his hand and opened the cell window. She showed an empty corridor.

“I wish they were everywhere,” she said. “We have no idea where he is.”

Charlie's phone squeaked from the table. Michelle jumped at the sound, and then giggled at her reaction. She picked up the phone from the table and looked at the screen.

- You have a message. It's him! - she passed the phone to Charlie, - He is on the front T.

Charlie read the message: “We need to talk. Meet me at the front T ".

He grimaced. It is unlikely that Daryl will pretend not to see anything. Charlie hoped that he would not have too much trouble and would not have to hand over the keys to the school.

“I had better go,” he said to Michelle, who had not made a move to get off his knees, even when she read the message.

“Are you going to leave me naked here?”

He was not sure whether she was serious or joking.

- I'll bring your clothes. You can get dressed here while I talk to Daryl, - he gently pushed her, and she reluctantly got off her knees.

Charlie stood up, barely keeping his balance. He looked at Michel, standing so close, and could not help but embrace her, squeezing tightly. He kissed her again, his hands slipping down her back, stopping at her bare ass. His cock between their bodies pressed against her belly.

For a moment he was filled with sensations and her smell. But Daryl was waiting, so he had to let her go:

- I'll be back soon.

He quickly reached his car. As she said, the rear window was slightly open, and her clothes lay in a pile in the back seat. He opened the car and took out his clothes. Blue bra with sparkles and the same panties, a little black skirt, see-through black blouse. She came to school today in a very sexy outfit. And then she even took it off to greet Charlie completely naked instead.

“She’s crazy,” he murmured. But he felt a stupid joy from the way she dressed for him, even if he did not see these clothes on her.

He returned to the editorial and found Michelle sitting in his chair.

- Here, - he gave her clothes. - Get dressed.I'll go find out what Daryl wants. ”He turned and walked away.

When he went out into the corridor, he realized that he was losing her again. She will be gone when ... Read more →