Andrea strolled to the Janitor's closet, in a pair of sweatpants and hoodie.
This was one of the reasons why she preferred her new school to her previous one, this school had no mandatory uniform, so she could move around in comfort.
The Janitor's closet was located close to the basketball court, so she headed in that direction.
When she got to the closet, she looked around for any prying eyes before turning the door knob.
Mark was standing there, busy with his phone, on hearing the door open, he lifted his eyes and met Andrea's eyes. They both wasted no second for pleasantries, they captured each other's lips and kissed till they ran out of breath.
While kissing her, Mark ravaged her body with his hands, he pressed, he rubbed and he slid up her hoodie to fumble with her bare chest.
Andrea's hands raked his dirty blonde hair, but they were too short and too bright. Somehow she had expected to gather his hair in her hands and pull his jet black straight hair.
She moaned.
