It had been a week and I was successful at the hide and seek game I was playing with Kerry Ann; a game she was oblivious to but one that I had to begin because I was having more and more difficulty trying to control my thoughts towards her and to keep my hands from touching her when she pass.
I let out a long breath and lean against the bathroom walls. I had escaped into one of the stalls, slam the door and tried to catch my breath. It couldn't be true, my mind must have been playing tricks on me, apart of me was praying that she was straight, and another part was drooling, tongue hang out and on my knees, that she was either gay or bi. Though I hated the idea of her being bi because I was too possessive and hated the idea of sharing, at least it meant I had a chance of getting her, feeling the nakedness of body in my arms and those perfectly shaped breast that showed beneath her shirts in my mouth.
I exited the bathroom and splash some water on my face from the wash basin. It was the last attempt to cool me down. I couldn't believe it, for the entire week I was calculating, and scrutinizing trying to figure out if Kerry Ann was the least bit into girls. It wasn't a question you could just openly ask someone, well at least not in this sort of environment, but here I was having just seen the two metal rings rolled from her bag into my hands. This sealed it.
Just a couple days ago, the boys, the trouble makers caught her reading a free ebook on Amazon. They were so shocked to find out she was there reading an erotica of two girls and a guy, they had caught her right in the act of reading the girl on girl scene. "Yow Kerry Ann, a dem things dey you a read?" She blushed. "So you like that?", one asked. I strained my ears to hear her answer, I am sure she didn't. I was too close to her to miss her response. She laughed shyly, accusing the guys of being too fass. I turned around, trying to look oblivious to their conversation, our eyes met, and I could swear I saw a twinkle there. I held my head down, and went back to reading the PowerPoint sachia had given us. I could hardly concentrate, my pussy was vibrating, I swear I was drooling to the side of my lips. I couldn't shake the thought of spreading her legs and tasting her cum. Licking her until she shivered and spasmed all over me. Oh god, she looked sensitive, like her moans would drive me crazy. I wanted her breast in my mouth, fuck, I wanted her on my face, I wanted to sink my tongue deep in her, as far as it would go. I felt my temples pulsate and I felt a trickle of wetness seep into my panties. "Fuck", I screamed in my head. This girl was driving me crazy, I don't know what the hell it was but I couldn't stop thinking about her.
I wiped my hands with a paper towel, dumped it in the bin, and drew strength from within to face her again. I knew she was there reading one of her erotica, probably with her pussy wet as fuck. I contemplated my next move as I entered the training room. I knew for a fact she was into girls, I just needed to know if she was taken, though I couldn't care less, I needed her. My soul and body was crying out for her. I felt like a werewolf who had imprinted. I couldn't shake her from my thoughts. I knew her scent, it was musty and the aroma was strong. Yes, she had a nice sweet smelling Cologne but her pussy scent was different. My nostril was keen to that, it was stronger when she was beside me, no doubt reading one of those books. I relish the scent, hoping her juices tasted just as good and wishing for the moment I would have her to myself.
"Ahh fuck! suck me, harder, jee..sus Kri..as, oh fuuucck I'mm cummin", I grabbed her clit in my mouth and sucked on it more viciously. I felt her vibrate under me, she was cummin, the sight of her made my pussy jerk. I couldn't believe it, I was cummin without being touched". I stood above her reading the lines from the book. She didn't even realize I was there. I smiled, I could just imagine how wet she was from reading that, I was and if it affected her the way I was, then she should be soaked. I smiled at the thought of her soak, wet and dripping. I wanted to be between her legs lapping at her pussy.
"Okay guys, please close the PowerPoint and click on the link to begin the assessment". I rolled my eyes and curse Sachia mentally. She wasn't bad looking, and sported a nice metallic tongue ring, and her pussy was fat but I had lost interest the moment she started talking about her man, and their hotel vacations, plus she was domineering, and they say "two bulls can't reign in one pen".
I adjusted my seat, plugged in my ear phones and prepared to do the assessment. I turned around and my eyes met Kerry Ann's, I smiled, she didn't need good luck, she seem brilliant, smart and sexy. Yes sexy, those cute nerd glasses and pout strawberry lips, made her look sexy. One last look and I knew I didn't want her, I needed her. I needed to have her, in every possible way.
"Times up". Saschia bellowed.

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