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Chapter 3 by Harkeld Harkeld

Do you stop being distracting? Do you behave and get to school on time? Or does the prospect of teasing Kevin just seem too much fun?

Why stop?

She considered it, she really did. But the prospect of teasing Kevin seemed too much fun to pass up. She knew he had always had the hots for her; it was an open secret between them and their group of friends. Besides, they could afford to be a little late for school, right?

With a smile, Max flipped down the overhead mirror, pulling at her tie as she did so.

"This uniform is so suffocating," she said, undoing the top two buttons on her shirt. She paused before undoing the third one as well. She adjusted the material so that the white lace of her bra showed up against the tan of her skin. 

Kevin pulled the handbrake on for a red light and looked over at her. She caught his look in the corner of her eye, and pretended to absent-mindedly smooth her hands over her breasts. They felt so sensitive today, and she felt her nipples harden against her palms. 

Max took her hands away and knew Kevin could see them through her shirt. She shifted in her seat, the ache between her legs intensifying with his stare. How far would she go to drive him crazy? How far could she go without driving herself crazy?

She glanced past the overhead mirror and grinned. 

"It's a green light, Kev," she told him. Kevin jumped, and the engine roared into life as Kevin turned out of the town centre and into the lanes. She covered her surprise with a smile.

"Something on your mind?" she asked, looking over at him. She dropped her eyes to his crotch and was satisfied to see the straining material. She felt the wetness between her legs, and wondered if he would tell her off for teasing him? Or maybe beg her to suck his cock? 

She leant back in her seat and propped the foot closest to the window up on the dashboard, turning her body towards him so that her skirt rode up completely. She spread her legs as wide as she could, and draped a hand casually between her thighs. 

With a sharp swerve, Kevin pulled into a lay-by on the lane and stopped the car. 

What does Kevin do?

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