The After-School Special

Buddy Hollywood cruised the quiet block when he spotted Liza cutting school. House empty, she waved him in. The talk got thin fast. She tried on her new bikini right there in the living room, tiny strings and even tinier coverage. That settled it. She dropped to her knees and took him in, mouth working like she’d been waiting all day. Buddy’s eyes dropped to her feet though, and she caught the hint. A quick flip later and she straddled him on the couch, sliding down while he grabbed her soles. He licked between every toe he could reach, soles pressed to his face. She bounced, feet flexing over his mouth until he couldn’t hold it. Buddy finished right across her pads, warm ropes on soft skin. Cue the teacher speech: extra credit for community outreach, buddy. Wink.