Cassandra's day

Day 1

Cassandra woke up this morning feeling like crap. “Of course, midterms are going on and I got the flu.”

Cassandra dressed, feeling a little off, she wore one of her less conservative, more her party clothes and not her study clothes. One last look in the mirror, and a lock of hair seemed out of place. She locked her hand and then pushed the lock to where she wanted it.

“Perrrrfect.”

Classes were no better, the longer they went on, the more disinterested she became. Cassandra found herself less interested in her studies and more interested in her boyfriend; Larry. Her daydreams ran from dinner and walk in the parks to kissing and sex.

“Professor, can I be excused, I m not feeling good and to top it off she coughed. Leaving spittle with the virus over her seat and table, she now had on her hand, and ready to spreadsheet to the door when she left the room.

“Yes,” the said said dismissing her from the class. As she reached the door handle, he forgot all about her. He droned on to the rest of the class.

Cassandra reached for her phone, she wanted Larry to come and pick her up.

She picked right up when Larry’s car pulled into the lot. She jumped inside the car and proceeded to kiss him all over his face until finally a smoldering kiss on the lips

“I thought you weren't feeling good.” He asked as he came up from air.

“I m feeling a little better now you are here,” She kissed him again as she reamed down and tried to slip her hands down his pants.

“Cassandra what is getting into you?” He asked as he helped her open up his belt and pants for her. “That feels good,” he said as she began to massage his balls.

“Soooo,what do you want to do for the rest of the day?” From the look in her eyes, he could see what she wanted to do, and the hand job he was getting, said she wanted it now.

“ Um, I was thinking of a little retail therapy, would make you feel better.” then with a sly look on his face. “Unless you have better ideas?”

There was this slinky black outfit down at a store she loved to visit, and wearing that for Larry would be exciting.

“Ok,” she said, but she never took her hand out of his pants for the entire drive too...