The Dressing room.

unable to look away from Jane's ass, John reaches forward and, with a loud smack, slaps her right Cheek. John could see the ripple as his hand made contact. Jane made a small "yip!" and quickly turned around to see John with a flirty half smile.

"Sorry," John said with a hint of sarcasm. "with an ass like yours, I couldn't help myself. it was just begging for a good slap."

As they stood alone in the hall, John flashed her a wink. He could see her slowly processing it as she stepped closer to him. her face hard to read. The closer she got the more heat he could feel radiating from her breasts. her nipples were hard. Without warning, Jane's hand moved down, quickly locating John's semi-erect cock.

"Well big boy, if you like it so much, why don't you prove it?" Jane's voice was full of lust.

"oh? How do you suppose I do something like that?" he retorted. he wasn't sure what she had in mind, but he was more than willing to find out firsthand.

"Why don't you come with me and find out big boy?"

there was a glint in her eye. John wasn't sure what caused Jane to get like this, all he had done was slap her ass. He didn't want to think too hard about it. besides, He loved seeing her all worked up. He only ever saw it when Jane was feeling especially frisky.

The day Jane was the maid of honor for her best friend, Jane gave John that same look. they excused themselves and slipped off into the bridal suite. my god was that the best head John had ever gotten. Another member of the bridal party thought maybe Jane had gotten ill and went to check on her. luckyly she only knocked instead of walking right in. John and Jane still laugh about it to this day.

Similarly, there had been the time they went to visit John's Grandmother in the nursing home. In her confusion, John's Grandmother had flipped the Tv to one of the paid porn channels. And because of her poor vision and hearing, she had no idea the TV was blaring moans and grunts. The sights and sounds of the tiny woman on the screen getting gang banged must have done something for both Jane and John because Jane gave him that look. Moments later they found themselves hidden away in a janitor's closet making moans and grunts of their own. they were always good about not being caught but now that they were naked and in the open, did it really matter?

the excitement of being so sexual in the open made John feel warm. He could feel his erection slowly growing in Jane's grip as she stroked him secretly in the tight space between them. after a few minutes of working him up, Jane began to look around.

"follow me"

she said with a certain urgency as she released John's hand and instead grabbed his hand leading him down the hall and through a door. once inside John recognized it as the women's locker room. John looks around noting the similarities to the men's dressing room but mirrored. it didn't take long for John to discover Jane lying with her back on the bench seats separating the lockers. her legs spread wide and her fingers making quick work of her glistening folds.

"John, i need your cock now..."

Jane's cheeks were flush red, quietly whimpering. John didn't need any explanation as he took his place between her legs. Jane was quick to reach down and help guide John's cock between her folds. Jane felt warm and wet against his cock head. her lips slowly gliding around his member as he teased her with his lack of speed. soaking in the feelings.

"John, please, don't make me beg for it, i need..."

Suddenly they're startled by the sound of the dressing room doors opening, followed by the voices of two women talking about their next PTA meeting. the only thing keeping John and Jane from being spotted are a few rows of lockers. they look at each other and with an unspoken glance, they know what to do next.