Camilla is into it

Before I could think what to do, I felt her hands on mine, pushing mine aside, gripping me.

"You're a naughty boy, aren't you?" Camilla whispered to me.

"Wha... What?" I felt myself growing harder as Camilla moved her fingers inside the open zip.

"Do I turn you on?" she continued, "I can tell I do."

I leaned in, aiming for a kiss, but Camilla pulled back. Still holding me, she pulled me along with her. She kicked open a door behind her, took us both into an empty classroom.

She pushed me down onto a desk.

"I bet you've been looking forward to this for ages." she sighed, undoing the fastenings on my trousers.

"You have no idea." I replied.

Suddenly she let go, stood up again.

"Don't go anywhere," she smiled down at me, "I'll be right back."

"What?" but she was already out of the door, letting it close behind her.

I sat up on the desk. Where could she be going? Then I looked down at my bare legs.

She had taken my trousers with her.