Kelly watched his fingers flying over the piano keys as the children in the assembly hall sang God's praises. Her thoughts were far from holy as she pictured those broad hands with their long fingers playing over her body with passion to equal his playing.
Mark was a new teacher to the school and immediately she had been struck by his blue eyes as they were introduced by the headteacher. His firm grip, as they shook hello made her nipples harden as she noticed her hand engulfed by his. He was put in the classroom next door to hers and over the coming weeks she found every excuse to pop in and talk to him. As time went on, the talking became more tactile, brief touching at first – brushing past him as she reached for a pen, then more suggestive- touching his arm when he made a joke, pinching his bum jokingly as he bent over. Kelly wanted him and she had to have him. But it had to be done right, she didn't want to spoil their friendship.
She waited some weeks until there was a late meeting at work and invited him for a drink afterwards. Everyone left straight after the meeting and the caretaker wouldn't be locking up for at least another hour.
Kelly smiled to herself as she walked into her room and flicked off two of the main lights, leaving the room dimly lit. She undid a couple of buttons at the top of her shirt and reached under her short pencil skirt to her already damp knickers. Hearing Mark's door opening, she removed them and quickly shoved them into her bag. Her classroom door opened.
"Are you ready?"
"Nearly, why don't you take a seat while I just sort a couple of things?" she gestured towards her teacher's chair.
Mark walked over and took up the invitation to sit down, Kelly perched casually on her desk, crossing her legs so her skirt rode up her thighs.
"I hope you feel you've settled in here Mark, has everyone made you feel welcome?" she trailed a finger casually up her leg as she spoke and was satisfied to note Mark's eyes following its journey.
"Um..yes. Thank you. Everyone has really been very friendly, particularly you," his trousers were feeling tighter and he shifted in his chair to get more comfortable.
Kelly slid off the desk "We should go if we're going to meet everyone at the pub." She walked over to pick up her bag from just in front of his chair. As she bent over just in front of him, she felt his hand on her leg and froze, willing it silently to move further upwards.
"I don't think anyone will notice if we're a little late, do you? Turn around Kelly" his voice was low but there was no mistaking the command. She did as he asked and turned to face him, legs slightly apart. He reached forward with his other hand so he was touching the calf of each leg with both palms. He looked her in the eye as he started to move his hands upwards to her knees, then back down. Slowly he stroked upwards again, this time getting a little higher. Her nipples were hard, standing out from her braless breasts in line with his face.
"Undo your shirt", that low voice again.
Her fingers shaking slightly, she did as he ordered, enjoying the feeling of the cool air on her naked skin. Mark leaned forward and outlined her piercing with his tongue, making the already peaked nipple tighten even more. Her body shuddered. His hands were higher now and Kelly could feel the wetness in her pussy as she willed his fingers to touch her there. He seemed in no hurry as his hands made their now familiar descent down her legs, she moaned aloud in frustration.
"Something wrong?" his hands stopped, hovering teasingly above her skin.
"No. Please. Touch me." she gasped. Kelly reached forward and touched his head with both hands, she bent down and pressed her lips to his. Mark stood up and pushed his body against hers, his tongue darting between her lips, his cock straining against his trousers as it pressed into her belly. Her hands roamed over his body undoing buttons, pulling at clothing, baring his skin.
Mark stepped back, breaking all contact.
