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Lana had a surprise for her husband. She was getting her bag together in the car. One last application of red lipstick in the visor mirror before she smacked her lips together, flipped it up, and opened the door. Her bright vinyl red heels stepped out into the parking garage at Mark's work. She worked in the same building, but usually parked in a different lot. It was weird in the dark. The lighting was dim, for which she was grateful. But it made her a little nervous. She briskly walked to the entry and stopped. Was anyone in there? She had been inside a thousand times before for work, but not dressed like this, and not in the dark. And although they had worked together for years now, she hadn’t been here alone with her husband. Her mesh white thigh highs made her legs rub together strangly. Her short white pencil skirt just barely met the tops of them. She gave her shirt one last adjustment so the top of her white lacey push up bra just spilled over the top of her collar. The white button up vneck tank was loose so she wanted some curve appeal at the top.she had ironed an old fashioned nursing cross patch on the pocket. It matched her fifties style nurses cap. She had just redone her blue streaks in her hair, so there were two very bright blue stands of hair mixed with the straight blonde hair that fell just to her n****e line. It almost shimmered in the dim lighting. It matched her blue belt. She took a deep breath. No one was here. Mark had told her that himself. She opened the door, and took a step inside. It was also dimly lit inside, and it was empty. No one . She knew Mark wasn't in his office. He was in the anatomy classroom. She had messed around with him in the parking lot before, and even in his office. But not like this. She had never done anything like this before.
Lana stopped in front of the anatomy classroom door, pulled a flask out of her bag, and took a double shot's worth swig from it. Wew. That burn was all the way in her chest. She put it away, took a deep breath, and opened the door slowly.
Mark was sitting at one of the student tables. He stopped, extremely startled, and looked up from his paperwork. He looked confused, and then alarmed to see Lana. She had shown up to bring him dinner a few times, but always with warning. And definitely not wearing anything like that. "Lana!" He looked her up and down. He couldn't find any words. She smiled nervously and said, "I missed you, Mr. Benson, so I came to see if you'd be interested in an anatomy lesson? I can be your tutor."
Halloween wasn't for another week and a half, but he was SO happy she already their costumes together this year.
He just stared at her, uncomfortable and nervous and also very turned on.
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