The female security guard that always started her shift half-an-hour before school ended is so hot. I pass by her desk in the lobby of my high school's entrance everyday, as I leave. Everyday I make sure to smile at her and she always smiled back. I often got hard getting my books together at my locker, knowing that I would soon be passing by her.
She has very short black hair with slight red highlights (red like a red marker, not actually orange hair). She was young, no older than 22. She was about 5' 6" tall. Her breasts were not very big, but they were more than good enough. She always wears the navy blue jacket with a patch from her security company. Under that she wears a white button down shirt. She always wears very dark blue pants (almost black). She always wears black shoes.
During my senior year (actually the week after I turned 18), I joined a club that met only after school on Wednesdays and Fridays. After a few weeks, I thought if I get my books together slow enough after the meeting, then I'll be the only person in the whole school with the hot security guard. This thought turned me on. Being alone with her anywhere would be great, but at my Catholic High School, there was a bit of a sense of danger. The risk was minimal because everyone including teachers, the prinicipal, etc., left as soon as the final bell rang.