The two teens worked like this for nearly ten minutes. In a bit Justin shoved the papers from him, leaning back in the small chair and folding his hands behind his head.

Ginny noticed this change in attitude and held her breath. What was going to happen? She felt her tits starting to swell. Ginny glanced down at her watch. There were thirty minutes left in the period. Then surely someone would be coming into this office. It was a miracle no one knew they were there in the first place!

"You're a pretty girl – real pretty," Justin said.

Was there something in his voice, a catch, a sudden throatiness she hadn't noticed before? Ginny curled her toes against the soles of her sandals again. In some strange way, her flesh seemed to sense the heat and excitement radiating from him. She felt a sudden glow wash over her skin while her body responded against her will. But was it against her will? Ginny was feeling things now, things she instinctively knew they were wonderful and promising. The girl lowered her eyes modestly, feeling her pussy swell.

"You know, I've been waiting to meet you for a long time," he said.

Ginny gasped. The words sent a jolt of terror mixed with hope racing through her mind.

"Oh?"

"Yeah. You've always been with somebody, though. And I guess I've been busy with the game and everything," Justin admitted.

"And I've wanted to meet you. But…"

Ginny was surprised at herself at this sudden boldness. Her cheeks were burning with embarrassment and sexual arousal. Now the young blonde teen could feel those juices seeping from her cunt, dampening the crotch of her white cotton panties.