… and just for a moment you looked at me. Feeling my cheeks blush, I looked down breaking our

… and just for a moment you looked at me. Feeling my cheeks blush, I looked down breaking our gaze to regain my composure. It was there I realized we were both feeling and wanting the same thing. Both knowing we shouldn’t cross the clear boundaries between us; Yet, something had changed in those few seconds. Perhaps a silent confession to something we each already knew. I edged slightly closer, taking such a huge risk to be seen together outside the studio; yet I couldn’t help myself, I needed to touch you. I silently hoped we could laugh it off if I had mistaken your glances. As the band played we inched nearer to one another until you just slightly shifted your hips forward, greeting my ass with your hard, thick cock. Your engorged member pressed against your pants, aching to be inside me. You reached up and softly stroked your hand down my long, out of control, curly hair. Pulling harder each time, my pussy dripping wet, ready for what I had fantasized about since the first time you walked into my class. Almost instinctually my eyes closed as I let out a soft moan of approval. My heart racing faster than my mind with anticipation. The risk of being seen by anyone only heightened my arousal. My panties completely soaked through with my wetness from your simple touch.
You moved back away a tiny bit, and I almost said sorry until you were there facing me, lifting up my chin to gaze back into your eyes. I naturally rise up to my tip toes as you draw me in, kissing me passionately, yet with deep control. I let out a sudden moan of desire and confess just how much I’ve wanted you since you smiled at me in class that evening…