What do you do for lunch?
First you have to get through Math class.
Math class seems interminable. Sitting beside Ashley is making you crazy. You can smell her hair, almost feel the warmth of her, and keep sneaking looks at her face bent over her notebook.
She seems oblivious to you, but four times during class he leg bumps into yours, supposedly by accident. Once you glance at her as it happens and you see a sly smile quirking the corners of her mouth. Her touch and her proximity are driving you nuts, your cock stiff in your jeans again, throbbing with your need.
Finally class ends, and Ashley closes her notebook, and starts to get ready to leave. As she does she lets her hand fall into your lap as if by accident and you feel her squeeze your cock through your pants. You stifle a moan, and she looks at you in mock concern.
"Ooops, sorry. My bad," she murmurs, getting up and leaving. You try to compose yourself, sitting for a moment until your heart starts pounding, before getting up and hiding the bulge in your crotch with your books again.
Your mind feels like it's swimming as you try to choose between finding your friends for lunch or going to a bathroom to jerk off and relieve yourself.
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