Gorgeous Sarah Brown was trembling as she pulled into the school parking lot for her calculus final; she glanced at her car radio and the time showed she had arrived over an hour early. She had studied diligently for weeks with her secret Chinese boyfriend, Darren Liu, but still, she dreaded writing the exam. Nervously, she stepped out of her pickup truck and began walking to the side entrance, reciting in her head the differentiation rules.
The summer was hot, and the bright sunlight reflected off her sunscreen-coated bare, toned, athletic legs. She had chosen a comfortable short tennis skirt, sleeveless tank top, and strappy sandals to survive the heat outdoors and within the exam room, which conveniently was not air-conditioned. The sun was so bright she kept her sunglasses on as she walked towards her school for the final time; calculus was the last exam.
Realizing she needed focus and calming, not extra studying, she reached into her purse. Taking out her phone, then checking over her shoulder to make sure no one was nearby, she quickly pressed Darren's icon in her contact list. After a few rings, the phone indicated a connection had been made.
"Hi. I was going to call you," Darren stuttered.
"It's OK. I just need you...need you to meet me in the usual place," Sarah replied quietly.
"Where? Oh...OK...see you there," he replied.
"Bye," said Sarah.
"Bye."
With that, Sarah disconnected the call and placed her phone back into her purse. She then looked around to make sure no one was watching and quickly jogged behind the school to the backfield. After a few steps, she found the outside door to the cheerleader equipment and change room, checked quickly again to ensure nobody was watching, then used her key one last time to let herself in.
Once in, she quickly shut the door behind her and locked it. She carefully checked around to make sure she was alone; she didn't anticipate anyone else as she was the only person with a key now. Tiptoeing into the dark room, she went deeper and only turned on the light in the center to ensure no one outside would suspect anyone was in the room. She quickly took her phone from the purse and checked her locator app; it indicated that Darren was nearby.
Sarah then walked to the maintenance door, and tapped gently on it; on the other side, Darren responded with four knocks, their agreed-upon code to indicate the coast was clear. She quickly opened the door, pulled him in, and quietly shut it behind them. Once alone inside, she held his hand and hurriedly dragged him to the lighted area hidden in the center of the storage room; they sat down on the gym mat.
No words were exchanged; they just gazed into each other's eyes and knew what to do. Darren leaned forward, wrapped his mouth around hers and their tongues met and danced within. As their tongues played with each other, his hand slowly felt its way up the top of her legs, from lower to over her knee and then on top of her thigh. He continued feeling under her skirt until his fingers found her panties.
Next, she pulled his T-shirt off from the waist and over his head, breaking their kissing. With her mouth now free, she began kissing his chest and licking his nipples. Her hands felt down his smooth, hairless chest, and she took a moment to admire the contrast of her slightly tanned white hands against his firm, toned, dark golden, soft skin. Her fingers traced the definition of his forming abdominals until they reached the waistband of his shorts, where they found the center, unbuttoned the top, and unzipped the middle open, exposing his erection, which had risen through the opening in his boxers.
His hands reached over and pulled her top off over her beautiful face and long blonde hair tied into a ponytail, exposing her bra and firm, flat stomach. He began fondling her breasts, then wrapped her legs around him. He then felt her legs up the sides to under her short skirt.
"You are so beautiful. I can't stop thinking about you," gasped Darren between breaths of passion.
"I can't stop thinking about you either," whispered Sarah in reply, realizing their heavy breathing was starting to synchronize.
With that, she began pumping his phallus, using her fingertips to put pressure on the base from the testicles to the bottom edge of his glans. Once her fist made it to the base of his glans she used her thumbs to rub the bottom edge up to the tip. She knew he enjoyed this as soon he was reliably pumping his erection into her hands.