She slowly pulled open the door and walked inside, flipping just one of the light switches on and seeing that Tristan wasn't there yet.  She put her purse down on one of the student's desks, then started clearing the teacher's desk, moving all the items to the wooden chair that sat behind it.  As she finished, she heard the door open.  She quickly turned around and saw Tristan walk in. 

"Hey," Tristan said.

"Hi," Lorelai said, glancing away. She always felt uncomfortable when they first greeted each other. 

He walked over to her and smirked.  "You keep coming back for more," Tristan said.  "I must be doing something right."

Lorelai rolled her eyes and tapped her watch. "And you're right on time, as usual.  Guess I'm doing something right too, hmm?"

Tristan shrugged. "Guess we're both good at what we do."  He removed his coat and tossed it on one of the small desks.

Lorelai propped herself up on the teacher's desk as Tristan stepped towards her.  He ran a hand through her wavy brown hair, pushing it away from her neckline.  He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her neck, then gently started sucking on it.  She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, her breathing becoming heavier as she felt his warm lips sucking harder on her skin.  He slowly brought his mouth up and spoke lightly in her ear, "Hey, you wanna try something a little different?"

Lorelai opened her eyes and brought her head up straight. "Different how?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him with curiosity. 

Tristan smiled, then reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a black bandanna.  "Blindfolded," he replied, shaking it open.

"Blindfolded?" Lorelai asked, a questionable look on her face. 

"Yeah," Tristan said. He pulled it taut between his hands.  "When you take away one of your senses, the others become magnified. You'll feel much more aroused."

Lorelai nodded. "Yes, I know, I've done it before," she said. "I just, I don't think we should."  

Tristan let out a small laugh and shrugged at her. "What - you don't trust me or something? Come on, it'll be fun."  He held it up in front of his chest and raised his eyebrows at her in a hopeful look.   

Lorelai bit her lip and stared at the blindfold for a moment.  She brought her gaze up to Tristan's face and her eyes locked with his.  She stared into them for a moment before she finally sighed and said, "Fine."  

He smiled. "Good.  Here, turn around."   

Lorelai hesitated a second, but then slowly turned around and smoothed her hair back with both of her hands.  Tristan reached around her head with the bandanna, and a moment later she was staring into a sea of darkness as he tied it around her eyes

"Too tight?" he asked from behind her.

She adjusted it on her face and said, "No, it's fine." 

As Tristan turned her body around, Lorelai was already noticing the effects the blindfold would bring.  Just the feeling of his hand on her upper arm made her heart race.  She twitched with surprise as he brought his mouth to her neck, his warm lips sucking tenderly on her soft flesh.  This was not a position she was used to; not in control, so helpless, so oblivious to any movement going on around her.  However, she was already enjoying the element of surprise; she had no dea where she would be touched next, so every touch was twice as stimulating. 

He suddenly pulled away, and she felt his hands on the bottom of her shirt.  She raised her arms in the air as he brought the shirt up over her head, revealing her bra-less chest.  She re-adjusted the blindfold, then placed her hands on the desk behind her as she waited helplessly for his next move.

She felt his warm hands gliding over her chest, finding their way to her breasts, squeezing them, rubbing them, making her body shiver with arousal.  Lorelai let out a moan as she felt his mouth surround her breast and start sucking on it, stimulating her nipple with his tongue.  Her breathing became heavy as he moved to the other breast, treating it in the same way.  Every sound in the room was amplified; their breathing, the gentle sucking noises, her moaning.  Her heart was racing with excitement. 

She felt Tristan's mouth kiss it's way down from her breasts to her stomach.  He suddenly pulled his lips away, and a moment later she felt his hands at her ankles.  He unzipped one of her short black boots and pulled it off, then removed the other.  She felt his hands back at her waist, and they started unzipping her pants.  He slid them down her legs, and she lifted up one foot at a time so he could slide them off completely. 

She felt him press his head between her breasts, felt his nose rub gently against her chest.  She placed her hands on the back of his head, running them through his hair.  His lips pressed against her chest, gliding down her stomach, stopping at her navel. She felt a finger on either side of her panties, and soon they were slowly being pulled down over her hips and down her long legs. Lorelai's body surged with excitement as her last piece of clothing was removed.  She took a deep breath, and then settled into a slow rhythm of panting as she anticipated Tristan's next move. 

"Lay down on the desk," Tristan's voice said.  She propped herself up on the desk, then Tristan placed a hand on the back of her neck, guiding her downward until she was lying flat against the desk. There was a moment of silence before he said, "Uh, wait, I think I forgot to lock the door."  She heard footsteps walk over to the door.  She heard a light scuffling sound, as though he was opening the door to check it. A moment later she heard the click of the door lock, and then footsteps walking back towards her. 

The additional arousal that the blindfold had brought was incredible.  Lorelai's sex was pounding with desire as she lay there in anticipation, wondering what he would do next.  Suddenly she felt hands on her breasts, palms pressing flat against them.  The palms slid down her stomach, down her thighs, all the way down her legs.  She felt the hands on the underside of her knees, bending her legs so that her feet were flat on the desk. 

Suddenly, she felt a hand on either one of her bent knees.  Slowly, they slid down her soft thighs, which were now quivering with excitement, and slowly headed towards the center point between herlegs.  As they reached it, Lorelai let out a grunt of pleasurable surprise as the hands started gliding softly over her sex, rubbing it, caressing it, stimulating it. She moaned loudly and started slightly rocking her pelvis towards the hands.  Suddenly the hands were removed, and she groaned at the sudden feeling of emptiness.

Soon she felt a warm breath between her legs, and moments later, a tongue on her slit.  "Ooohhhh. . myyyy. . Gggoodddd," Lorelai moaned slowly, drawing out the moan for several seconds.  The tongue moved up and down the outside of her slit slowly, licking her like an ice cream cone.  The tip of the tongue parted her swollen lips slightly, and she groaned as it teased her, making her squirm with impatience.  The tongue suddenly delved into Lorelai's opening and she let out a loud gasp and jerked her hips.  She clutched onto the sides of the desk tightly.  The tongue wiggled back and forth as it extended deeper into her wetness.  It started gyrating rapidly, twisting and twirling inside of her.  A constant moan escaping her lips, she arched her lower back off the desk as her body pulsed with intense pleasure.  With the intent of pushing him even tighter against her sex, she reached down with both hands to grab the back of Tristan's head.

Only to find out that it wasn't Tristan's head.  Her hands were not met with the short hair that she had felt moments ago on her chest; instead they were met with a longer, softer hair. She gasped loudly with surprise and immediately ripped off the blindfold, sitting up to look at the person who had been pleasuring her so incredibly.

Louise lifted her mouth from between Lorelai's legs and smiled.  "What's up?"

"Oh my God!" Lorelai yelled. "What the hell are you doing here!?" 

Louise stood up.  "Uh, it's called oral sex."

Lorelai immediately brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, trying to cover herself.  She saw Tristan leaning against the chalkboard smiling. 

"What the fuck is going on here?" Lorelai yelled. "Are you nuts?"  Her chest was heaving up and down as anger and embarrassment overwhelmed her.

Tristan walked towards her. "Calm down. Louise is cool and she's totally into this. She won't say a word, will you?" He looked at Louise.

Louise smiled slyly and held up a hand. "Nope. Scout's honor."

Lorelai stared at him stupefied. "Well, that's fucking great that Louise is into this, but you might wanna consider the fact that I'm not!" She covered her hands over her face and shook her head back and forth muttering, "Oh my God, I cannot believe this."

"Hey, I just thought it would spice things up a little," Tristan said.

Lorelai dropped her hands from her face and scoffed loudly.  "Spice things up a little!? This is not an old marriage that's falling apart and needs to be rekindled!  This is two people having sex!  How much more spicier can you possibly get?  And didn't I tell you not to tell anyone about this?" Lorelai shook her head in disbelief.  "Unbelievable. Please tell me this is a dream. Or a nightmare."

"Chill out, Lorelai," Louise said. "What's the big deal?" She folded her arms across her chest.

Lorelai clenched her teeth together and stared at her.  Her lips pursed tightly, she said, "Okay, take a minute to comprehend the fact that if one wrong person finds out about this, I can get in a shitload of trouble." After an exasperated sigh, she said, "Hand me my clothes."

Louise shrugged.  "I won't say anything," she said.

"Yeah, and I won't tell anyone else," Tristan added.

Lorelai snickered. "Yeah, like I'm gonna believe you ever again, right. Hand me my damn clothes please."

Tristan walked over to the desk and stood next to Lorelai. "Look, I knew Louise was into stuff like this so I asked her to come along because I thought you might like it." He shrugged.  "You didn't, I'm sorry.  Now I know for next time." 

 

Lorelai's mouth dropped open. "You go and pull a stunt like this, and then you think there's gonna be a next time? You cannot possibly be that naive."

She shook her head at him. "Forget it Tristan, no more."

"What?" Tristan said, genuinely surprised. "Come on, Lorelai.  Just forget about tonight and we'll go back to the normal routine."

"Look, I was just looking for some fun," Louise said, holding up her hands innocently. "You know, with someone experienced; Madeline only knows so much. But I can just leave right now and forget about it."

"No," Lorelai said. "You stay here and have a ball. Start your own weekly routine.  I'll leave. And Jesus, I'll get my own damn clothes."  She stood up and walked over the desks that her clothes were near.  She quickly pulled on her panties and exhaled loudly. "I can't believe this."

"Hey, you looked like you were enjoying it plenty when you thought it was me," Tristan pointed out.

Lorelai didn't say anything. She couldn't disagree; she *had* enjoyed it.  She pulled on her shirt.

Tristan smiled slightly at her silence. "See?" he said. "Look, Louise already knows about it so stopping now wouldn't fix anything. Come on, we had a great routine going.  You really wanna give it up?" Tristan asked, taking a few steps towards her. 

Lorelai was quiet as she pulled on her pants. She zipped them up before looking at him.  She sighed loudly.  "No, I don't.  I should want to. . .but I don't want to, okay?  I don't want to.  But now I have to; it's too out of control now.  No more."

Tristan sighed. "Lorelai, let's ? "

"Come on Tristan," Louise interrupted. "Forget it. She's obviously not as cool as you said she was."

Lorelai gasped, then let out a small laugh.  "Oh my God. I'd love to know your definition of cool. Please enlighten me."  She put her hands on her hips and glared at Louise. 

Louise walked over to her with her hands across her chest. "First rule of coolness, you never freak out. You stay calm." She gestured to herself.  "Look at me, I'm nice and calm."

Lorelai rolled her eyes.  "Yeah well, who's the one who'll get in trouble here?  You?  I don't think so.  But go on, Ms. Perfect."

"Secondly," Louise said. "You're always willing to try new things. And third, and most importantly. . ." She leaned forward so that her face was just inches from Lorelai's. "When someone's going down on you, you don't interrupt them."

Louise's last sentence, and the deep sexiness of her voice when she said it, made Lorelai realize the unsatisfied feelings of arousal that were still lingering in her sex.  She felt it calling to her, wanting to be touched.  She became flustered for a moment, then stammered, "Uh, yeah, well, thank you for that. I'll be sure to remember those rules in the future." She glanced at Tristan standing near the door with his hands in his pockets. 

Louise smirked at Lorelai. "You wanted me to keep going," she said knowingly. "Even after you saw it was me, you wanted me to keep going. You were so close." She licked her lips.

Lorelai ignored her.  She busied herself by adjusting her shirt, then crossed her arms across her chest and sighed.

"You still want me to keep going," Louise insisted. "You know you do."  She leaned forward and whispered.  "I know how wet you are."

Lorelai looked at the floor and shifted her feet uncomfortably, trying to ignore the fact that she was overwhelmingly aroused. Her thighs were lightly quivering as she stood there. Louise's face was just inches from hers, and she could feel her breath against her cheek. 

Lorelai slowly brought her head up and looked at Louise. Louise narrowed her eyes at Lorelai.  Lorelai narrowed hers back.  They were both breathing heavy, both were obviously turned on, and both knew exactly what they wanted to happen next.   

Finally, it was Louise who leaned forward first.  She pressed her lips against Lorelai's.  Lorelai, who was too turned on to enforce the "no kissing on the lips" policy, eagerly returned the kiss.  Lorelai placed her hands on Louise's shoulders as they kissed and Louise's hands found their way to Lorelai's waist.  Tristan watched them with wide eyes, a smile growing on his face.  Their lips parted and their tongues roughly swirled over each other inside their mouths. 

Louise backed herself towards the teacher's desk, not breaking contact with Lorelai's lips. When she reached the desk she finally broke the kiss, both of them heaving to catch their breaths. Louise reached down and pulled Lorelai's shirt up over her head, and Lorelai did the same to Louise's tank top.  Lorelai pulled down Louise's black skirt, surprised to see that she wasn't wearing panties.  As Louise stepped out of the skirt, she unzipped Lorelai's pants and slid them down, and Lorelai quickly kicked them away. 

Lorelai rubbed her hands over Louise's chest, caressing her breasts softly.  Louise leaned her head back and groaned as Lorelai's mouth engulfed her breast, sucking on it hungrily.  Louise placed one hand on the desk behind her and the other hand on the back of Lorelai's neck, pulling her tighter to her chest.  Lorelai moved to the other breast while Tristan, a few feet behind her, started undressing.

While Lorelai continued on Louise's breasts, encouraged by her approving moans, Louise slowly reached down and slipped her hand inside Lorelai's panties.  Still wet from earlier, Louise's fingers easily slipped inside her slit.  A moan got caught in Lorelai's throat as she was caught off guard by Louise's sudden action.  She brought her lips up from Louise's breast and closed her eyes tightly as Louise's fingers flicked rapidly against Lorelai's clit.

Lorelai felt her legs trembling.  She placed her hands on Louise's shoulders for support.  She squeezed her thighs around Louise's hand as she felt her orgasm brewing quickly.  Her breathing was loud and heavy, her constant moans long and forceful.  Lorelai's mouth dropped open as her body felt like electrical currents was running through it.  Louise's fingers were moving faster and harder against her sensitive clit.  She dug her fingernails into Louise's shoulders as the stimulation overcame her.  "Oh my God, Oh my God," Lorelai muttered breathlessly.  Her eyes clenched shut, she let loose a loud scream as she climaxed, and soon it dissolved into a long series of pants and moans as her body relaxed. 

As Louise slipped her hand out of Lorelai's panties, Lorelai opened her eyes.  Her chest still heaving, she and Louise stared at each other for a moment.  Tristan stood a few feet to the side of them, intently watching them in just his boxers, waiting for the right moment to join in. 

Louise sat on the teacher's desk, and placing a hand on Lorelai's shoulder, pulled Lorelai towards her.  Their mouths crashed together aggressively, and Lorelai heard a soft moan come from Louise's throat.  Lorelai moved her lips down to Louise's chest, running her tongue over her breasts.  She sucked on them diligently, nipping at the nipples with her teeth as Louise's approving moans grew louder with stimulation.  Louise slid back on the desk, then lay down flat on her back. 

Lorelai leaned over Louise's body, running her hands over her soft skin, gliding in and out of her curves.  Lorelai leaned back and stared at Louise's sex.  She ran her fingers down her slit and heard Louise groan at the touch.  She teased her with her fingertips, dragging them gently up and down her swollen lips as she listened to Louise's whimpering moans. 

Lorelai leaned forward, resting her elbows on the desk and hooking one arm around each of Louise's thighs, spreading her legs wider apart.  She brought her lips to Louise's sex, slowly inserting her tongue into the wetness.  Louise's hips jerked at the contact, and she let out a long moan as she got used to the feeling of Lorelai's tongue inside of her.  Lorelai pushed her tongue deep into Louise's opening and started moving it in slow clockwise circles.  Louise's body writhed with pleasure on the desk

Tristan, still in his boxer shorts, walked over to the desk and lowered his face to Louise's chest, taking one of her breasts into his mouth.  He ran his tongue over and around the nipple before he started sucking on it.  As Tristan moved to the other breast, and Lorelai continued working on her down below, Louise's deep moans were constant, echoing throughout the room. 

Lorelai moved her tongue up to Louise's clit, now hard from the intense stimulation, and started flicking at it with her tongue.  Louise's pelvis twitched and she groaned loudly as Lorelai took the small nub between her lips and started sucking on it.  Tristan suddenly removed himself from Louise's chest, walked over to Lorelai and stood directly behind her.  He leaned over her body, reaching around her and taking her breasts in his hands.  Lorelai's sucking was interrupted as she moaned at Tristan's contact, then she lowered her mouth back down again to continue.  He squeezed her breasts, grinding his palms against the nipples roughly. 

He brought his hands to Lorelai's waist, where he slowly pulled her panties down her legs and slid them off her feet.  He started at the top of her head and ran his hands down her hair, over her smooth back, and down the curves of her bottom.  He leaned against her tightly, and her sex suddenly felt numb with arousal as she felt his hardness through the thin cotton barricade of his boxer shorts.  Seconds later, he had removed them and was standing behind Lorelai with an intense look of hunger on his face. 

Tristan placed a hand on either side of Lorelai's waist and guided his hardness to her opening.  Lorelai lifted her mouth from Louise's sex, but still remained bent over the desk, as she felt his tip start to enter her.  Slowly, he pushed himself into her and her mouth dropped open as he filled her.  "Uggghhh," she groaned loudly as she took him in completely.  She clenched her eyes shut tight as Tristan started pumping into her from behind.  He kept his hands on her waist, quickly pulling her hips towards him rhythmically.  Her panting and groaning got louder with every thrust as she allowed

Tristan to have full control over her body.  She relaxed her hips and let Tristan keep pulling her roughly against him, sliding her up and down his hardness.  She could hear his satisfied grunting as he buried himself deep inside of her.  She finally opened her eyes and looked at Louise, who was breathing heavy with the anticipation that Lorelai would finish her off.

Lorelai placed her lips back around Louise's clit and started sucking on it again.  Louise moaned pleasurably and she leaned back on the desk.  Lorelai tried hard to concentrate on what she was doing, but it was difficult with Tristan pounding into her from behind.  She wanted to stand up and scream out in pleasure, to moan loudly with every incredible thrust.  However, she managed to focus on Louise, and it was only a matter of moments before she felt Louise's thighs start quivering.  With a few final flicks from Lorelai's tongue, Louise's body started writhing and she let out a long deep moan as she orgasmed.  Lorelai lifted her head up and saw Louise lying on the desk with her eyes closed, her chest heaving up and down, a satisfied smile resting on her lips.

Lorelai now started concentrating on her own orgasm that was rumbling inside of her, the second one in a matter of minutes.  She kept her body perpendicular to Tristan's, leaning forward over the desk, her hands clutching either side of it tightly.  Tristan's arms, which were probably starting to get tired, continued to jerk her body forcefully against his, but now his movements were getting even harder, even quicker, as he started approaching his limit. 

"Ugh . . . ugh. . .  ugh. . ," Lorelai's rhythmic grunts with each thrust started increasing in volume as her orgasm lingered just seconds away.  Tristan pulled her body roughly against his one last time and she felt him release himself inside of her.  A loud moan poured out of her lips as she climaxed. Her muscles contracted around him and he groaned loudly as he pushed himself tightly against her.  He finally removed his hands from her waist and shook his arms in the air, trying to relax them.  He leaned over her body, wrapping his arms around her stomach, not wanting to leave the comfort of being inside her warmness. 

Lorelai rested her cheek against the desk as Tristan's body covered her.  Her heart was racing, her body was sweating, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. A minute later, emptiness overcame her body as Tristan pulled out of her.  She brought her eyes up and looked at Louise, who had now propped herself on her elbows.  They smiled shyly at each other, and Louise gave Lorelai a look that clearly said, `I told you you'd like it.'

Lorelai finally lifted herself off the desk and stood up straight.  "Oww," she said, clutching her back as a pain shot through it as she straightened it for the first time in several minutes.  "We need to find a room with higher desk next. . ."  She suddenly stopped talking and glanced down at the floor.

Tristan, who had pulled on his boxers, smiled at her. "You were about to say next time."

"No, I wasn't," Lorelai said quickly, not looking up. "No, I wasn't."  She glanced around the floor and found her panties in a ball by the chalkboard. She walked over to them and picked them.

"Yes, you were," Tristan said, a sly smile playing on his lips. "You loved it. I knew you'd love having Louise in on it with us. You were so into this Lorelai, admit it."

She pulled on her panties and stood up straight.  She glanced at Louise, who was pulling on her tank top.  Lorelai sighed deeply and shrugged. "What do you want me to say?  That it was great?  Fine, it was great."  She walked over and grabbed her other clothes and started putting her shirt on.

Louise pulled up her skirt and smoothed it flat before saying anything.  She perched herself against the teacher's desk. "I think he wants you to say that there can be a next time."

Tristan smiled.  "A next time," he repeated. "The three of us, same time, next week." He looked at Lorelai expectantly.

Lorelai stepped into her pants and pulled them up. She sensed that both Louise and Tristan were watching her, but she didn't look at either of them. She walked over to her black boots and picked them up.  She sat in one of the student desks and pulled them on.

Finally, she stood up and stared at them.  She glanced back and forth between Tristan and Louise.  Louise was fully dressed now, leaning against the desk with one hand holding the other's elbow, her fingertip in her mouth.  Tristan was still just in his boxer shorts.  Her eyes roamed his body, his forehead still covered with beads of sweat, his muscular arms were folded across the curves of his chest.  While looking at them, she felt a small stirring in her sex.

Louise sighed impatiently. "So what's the deal, Lorelai?  We don't have all night."

She picked up her purse and started walking to the door.  Tristan and Louise looked at each other with disappointed shrugs.  Lorelai stopped with her hand on the door and bit her lip for a moment.  They both stared at her back, waiting for her to say something. 

Finally, she looked back over her shoulder and said, "I'll think about it."  They both nodded, and Lorelai opened the door and walked out into the hallway, and they heard her footsteps fade away as the door fell shut. 

Tristan looked at Louise and smirked. "She'll be back," Tristan said. "She'll definitely be back."

Louise narrowed her eyes at him. "You're pretty confident. How do you know?" Louise asked, a skeptical tone in her voice.