Chapter 5. As always, reading the ones before will fill in the blanks. Enjoy and thanks for reading.
That was it, just a short 10 minute bathroom suck fest for another week. I tried to get a little action from her but she was very guarded about doing it in class. I tried to focus on my training and was doing the best work I had ever done since I had started. Coach was impressed at my focus and discipline. I was feeling good by the end of the week.
Friday rolled around and I came to class a little late that day. I walked into a very dark room with a movie just starting to play.
"Come here," I heard her voice.
"Oh," the class groaned in unison. I'm not in trouble I thought. Little did I know I was. I felt my way through the dark to her desk.
"I need you," she whispered.
"Right here," I asked surprised.
"Just touch me," she begged as she turned her chair to face me.
"I don't like this," I whispered. She took my hand and put it under her skirt. It was short and loose. My hand touched two weeks of wet stubble. She was very wet and very naked under her little skirt. I couldn't even see what she had on the room was so dark. Just a soft glow from the TV was the only thing that showed her to me. I couldn't resist.
I ran my hands softly over her swollen lips and found her center. I buried my finger into her creaming hole all the way to my knuckle. She was soaking wet. I withdrew and ran my finger to her clit and drew very soft circles around it. Her breathing increased as I softly played with her slippery clit. She reached out and touched my cock.
"Leave it in there," I whispered desperately. I wanted her but not with the whole class here. I would have taken it had we been alone.
"Yeah I know," she huffed.
I checked over her shoulder to make sure everything was clear. I couldn't see a thing since it was so dark. I could barely make her face out. I wouldn't have known it was her if I didn't know her pussy so well. I pushed my finger deep into her hole again before returning to her clit. Her juices were flowing hard now as she was close. I pinched her clit with my thumb and finger. She crushed my hand as she started to cum hard. I winced in pain and she bit her lower lip and rolled her eyes with ecstasy. She wiggled on the chair and opened her mouth and gasped silently as she continued to cum.
She opened her eyes and saw my expression. She opened her legs hard and banged the side of her metal desk. It made a loud thud. The class stirred as my hand quickly left her puss. The door opened and light flooded the dark room. Eyes squinted as they adjusted. It blinded us all and may have saved us as well.
She jumped to her shaky legs and started for the door. She wobbled a little as she walked. I couldn't help but smell and taste her cum. Exquisite. I felt her chair. A puddle lay on the chair where she sat. I wiped it clean as the door opened and who ever had come in left.
"That was close," she whispered as she returned. She scooted closer and we sat lips to ears so we could talk and not be heard.
"I know," I replied.
"Sorry I crushed your hand but that was good," she said.
"No action I take it," I asked? Bad question to ask.
"Nope and I even tried the other night," she said. "I am getting so despite." I grumbled a little.
"He is still my husband," she whispered. "You can't be jealous."
"I'm going to try and not be," I said. "I am a little," I admitted.
"You shouldn't be," she whispered. "He said he was tired and would try tomorrow, that was three days ago," she continued.
"Maybe if you shave the shadow off," I teased.
"Maybe," she teased. "I haven't had time to though."
Her soft perfume and warm skin on my cheek were working thier magic on my hormones. I couldn't help it as I inhaled her scent deeply before I tilted my head slightly. I softly kissed her neck just under her ear.
She signed deeply as she tilted her head to give me a better angle. I started working my way down slowly as my hand started back up her skirt. She pushed into my kisses letting me know it was okay to keep going. I reached the start of her jaw at her neck as my fingers found her wet outer lips. She moaned very softly as her hand went for my cock.
Hiss! The sound of somebody cracking open a soda bottle broke us out of the moment. She pulled away and stood.
"Who ever has the soda better put it away," she said. Nobody claimed it was them but I heard some rustling.
She came back and pulled her chair quietly back to her desk. She leaned down to my ear."We better cool it," she whispered. I figured that out from the rolling chair.
She sat down and shook the mouse to wake the sleeping computer. A soft light came from the monitor as she crossed her legs and pulled herself under the desk.
She opened some papers and thumbed through them. I turned back around and watched the movie. I wasn't going to get anything I thought.
The bell rung. Somebody flicked on the lights and everyone started to pack up. The class emptied out. I hung around as usual and waited. The coast was clear as I stood. She met me with a kiss. We kissed softly as I returned my hand under her rather short and wavy skirt. She whimpered as we kissed.
"Why don't you tell asshole you have a teacher's conference so you can stop by and we can fuck at my house," I asked?
"Or, we can go out somewhere," she said as she pondered the thought.
"I don't have any money," I replied. "It would have to be on you," I continued.
"That's not going to work," she replied. "Teachers conferences are always paid by the school."
"Well, try telling him that anyway and you can stay at my house, I will figure something out," I pleaded. She thought. "Call me when you get home and tell me whether you can do it or not." "Your pussy will thank you," I said as I opened the door and walked out. I ran to the bus and hoped for a call.
******
The phone rang at half past four. I answered it and heard her voice. "I can come over," she said quietly.
"What," I asked not hearing her that well?
"I can stay," she whispered a little louder.
"Oh, good," I said. "This is going to be a little strange," I said.
"What," she asked?
"My mom wants to talk to you," I started. She said that you could stay here while your house gets fixed, hint, hint," I continued. "Your water heater broke and leaked all over the carpet."
"What.... oh, I get it," she finally caught on.
"Can you handle that," I asked?