No she's just happy to be out from under

"Genieve, what are you doing here? I thought you were sick." You respond as you scan the locker room looking to see if anyone else is around. The sight of her elicits conflicting emotions from you.

Part of you is furious with her for seducing you and then turning it around and letting her friends take pictures that they were using to **** you.  That part wants to lunge across the bench and slap that Cheshire cat grin off her face.

Another part, one you don't want to acknowledge, trembles with excitement at the sight of her.  That part remembers the way she made you feel last night.  How she overwhelmed you with her sensuality, the way her kiss made your head spin, the feeling of her smooth skin against yours, how it felt when she was licking your pussy, and most of all the way her dark blue eyes burned with desire as she brought you to orgasm after orgasm, ending with the most intense one you had ever experienced.  That part feels week in the knees at the sight of her and longs to experience all that again.

"Now is that anyway to greet the girl whose cunny you were licking like a kitten with a bowl of cream last night?" Genieve chides crossing her arms. The motion causes her perky breasts to stick out and strain against the fabric of her tight tank top. Your eyes can't help but to be drawn to this sight and you can see she isn't wearing a bra, her nipples and pink areolas are visible through the thin material.

Following your eyes she chuckles as she stands up and thrusts her chest out at you. "Or were you thinking about sucking on my tits some more. I have to say, you took to that like a pro. I bet you spent the whole day thinking about it. Tell me can you still taste me on your lips?" As she talks Genieve cross the isle and stands directly in front of you looking down into your eyes.

You feel your cheeks burn, weather in embarrassment, anger, or arousal you can't decide. When you try to move aside Genieve places her hands against the lockers on either side of you pinning you in. "Why Genieve?", you ask looking down afraid to meet her eyes. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"I didn't hear you complaining last night as a matter of fact you seemed pretty eager to me", she taunts. You look up at her in disbelief, hoping to see some remorse or pity in her eyes. Instead you see only a mixture of lust, amusement and something else, relief.

"I was trying to help you", you plead **** for an explanation.

"Oh, but you did". Genieve purrs as she presses her body against yours, making you gasp. "When I told you all those things Cec and the others were doing I wasn't making that up, but thanks to you that's all over now".

“Why? I don’t understand.” You ask trying to remain perfectly still, lest your body betray you like it did last night.

“Of course not, why would you.” Genieve says her voice filled with lust and contempt. Suddenly you feel her leg slide between yours and she begins to rub her thigh against your pussy pressing up under your skirt. “I mean look at you. I bet you were that popular girl who was nice to everybody and everybody loved. No matter where you went you always accepted and never had to work to fit in.”

As she begins to rub her thigh against your pussy you feel your body begin to react. While the sensation isn’t as intense as last night it still causes you to shudder and you feel your legs become weak. You place your hands against the wall for support and you turn your head to avoid her piercing blue eyes. You know that she can read your body and know how she’s affecting you, but you fear that if you look in her eyes what little bit of will you have to resist her will crumble.

She leans in and her warm breath tickles your ear. “At my old school I was the most popular girl there. I would have run that place this year, been the captain of the tennis team and everything, but my parents heard about this prestigious boarding school and decided that I just had to go here because it would look good on my college applications. So I had to start from square one and prove myself all over again. Do you have any idea what that’s like? As far as most of these girls were concerned I was only one step above a townie. Not to mention what it takes to make one of the varsity squads here. I had to lick so much pussy that I thought my jaw would fall off. Although I have to admit I had always been curious what it would be like to be with another girl. To tell the truth it was kinda like Pringles. Once I had my lesbo cherry popped I just couldn't stop. But I bet you know how that feels", she chuckles and whispers directly into your ear, "your starting to drip down my leg".

You gasp as you realize she's right. At some point you had soaked through your panties. The feeling of Genieve's body pressed against yours and the feeling of her warm breath against your skin had been too much for your body to resist. You finally look at her, knowing that your body had signaled it's complete surrender. The look in her eyes is one of amusement, lust, and triumph. "But…But I still don't understand" you stammer your voice thick with passion and your mind numb from the sensations her touch sends coursing through your body.

"Aw is it hard to think with your little pussy all wet" she teases. "It's simple I got out from under Cec and the others by getting you under me. Not only that but I got a forfeit on each of them".

As you stare at her trying to comprehend what she has just told you she takes a Pez dispenser from bag on the bench and takes what looks like a piece of candy between her teeth. She then leans in and says, "Now how about a candy kiss," as her lips press to yours you feel the pill slide on to your tongue. It doesn't quite taste like candy but it dissolves on in your mouth quickly.

As the kiss deepens it feels like your senses are once again super charged. Every brush of her body against hers sends waves of pleasure coursing through you. The taste of her mouth on yours, the smell of her skin and the sound of her pleasurable moans create a symphony of arousal within you and you are lost to your soundings until you hear someone exclaim "Oh my, are we interrupting?"