Math class and news from Ashley

You get through your morning class, your mind having trouble staying focussed. You're thinking about Ashley, about what happened yesterday, about the taste of her mouth, about the husky sound of her voice in your ear as you had phone sex last night. Your cock is stiff in your jeans, and when class ends you have to hold your books in front of you to hide the bulge.

Your next class is math, and you're so excited by the possibility of seeing Ashley that you almost run down the hallway to get there early. Entering the classroom you see that Ashley is already there, her head bent over her notebook. You slide into the seat beside her, giving her a murmured hello. She looks at you with a worried frown and nods.

"You ok?" you whisper.

"Kind of. I got detention for the week for cutting class. He asked a lot of questions about where I was. Asked about Amy. I think her mom told him that she thinks I did it. I think I convinced him, but he said he's going to look into it further." She bites her lip anxiously.

"Hey look, I was going to say let's hang out at lunch together. Maybe...play a little. But with Johnson watching me,maybe we shouldn't be seen together at school except during class. Y'know, in case he puts two and two together?"

You nod, feeling a little disappointed but acknowledging the wisdom of her suggestion.

And excited all over again at the thought that she wanted to 'play a little.'