“What is taking so long,” Lavender breathed to herself. The noise of the class covered her muttering. She shouldn’t have been surprised that Fleur didn’t get settled right away, but that didn’t mean she needed to wait patiently.
Unable to resist the urge, Lavender’s hand slid under her skirt and lightly brushed against the front of her knickers. She shivered lightly as she kept touching herself. Finally, she say Fleur’s knees appear under her desk as she sat down.
Lavender smiled evilly. Once she moved, the charm would be gone…
Reaching for Fleur’s knees, Lavender gently pushed them apart. Her hands moved up Fleur’s thighs where she began to tease the sensitive flesh under her fingertips. She continued to smile evilly as she stared up under Fleur’s gorgeous robe. The soft fabric tickled her arms as she slid them up.
Where she kneeled, her tiny skirt barely covered her knickers.