Tiffany, My Teenage Slut
It was 3pm on a Friday and I couldn’t wait to go home. It had been a long week and I was ready to get the weekend started. When 5 pm finally rolled around I grabbed my keys and practically ran out the door. I am usually one of the last ones to leave the office, regardless of what day it is, but today was a special day for me. I finally got home, walked to the fridge, grabbed a beer and made my way to my bedroom. When I walked in, Tiffany was laying on my bed. When she had asked me what she should wear I told her to surprise me. She was dressed in the classical plaid school-girl uniform complete with an unbuttoned white blouse that barely covered her C cup breasts …