*Story follows on from School Cupboard Hook Up, but it can be read as a stand alone story*
There were 4 members of staff going on the school residential trip; Emma, Suzanne, Liz and Jon. Emma was nervous about being away with Jon. Nothing serious had happened since their session in the cupboard, but they always seemed to find a reason to brush hands, or end up sitting next to each other in meetings.
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On the Monday; Emma, Jon, Suzanne and Liz organised 30 excited 10 and 11 year olds onto the coach, with a phenomenal amount of luggage! Emma was last on the bus as she was counting them all on, which left her sitting at the front with Jon; who was at the front with the first aid kit and sick bucket.
"Excited?" He smiled at her. "I am actually!" Emma chuckled! They waved goodbye to the parents as the bus pulled off, raising an excited cheer from the children!
It wasn't a long drive to the residential centre and they pulled up outside just before 11am. The first day was always a bit hectic! After getting all their luggage off of the bus, they made their way into the main teaching area to meet the instructors. They were briefed on the activities planned, house rules and safety. It was a lot to take in and the children were keen to get into the canteen at lunchtime to sample the food. Emma always enjoyed the fact that she had a week of not having to cook!
After lunch, the complicated task of sorting out who was sleeping in which room. The children took their luggage to their rooms and were taken on a quick tour of the facilities; bathrooms, recreation room, TV room, wet room, kitchen etc. Then they were split into groups for an afternoon of fun team building games with the instructors. This gave the school staff time to make sure everything they needed was organised; and to have a quick cup of tea and a break!
Emma was in her room, sorting through her belongings. Toiletries for the bathroom, clothes that needed to be hung up, phone charger for later that evening etc. There was a quiet tap on the door. Emma opened it, expecting to find a child there, but instead she found Jon. He smiled sheepishly, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Are you ok?" Emma asked. Jon nodded, "Yeah, just thought I should make sure I knew who was in what room... incase of emergency?" He shrugged. Emma tried not to laugh but she couldn't keep the smile from her face. "Ok." She chuckled.
Jon looked around, checking no one was coming along the corridor, then slipped into Emma's room. Quickly, he pulled her towards him, bringing their lips together. "Maybe I can come by later?" Jon asked quietly.
"What if one of the boys needs something and you're not in your room?" Emma asked. Jon thought for a moment, "Once they're asleep it should be ok?"
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After dinner, the children were allowed some free time before getting ready for bed and by about 10.30pm, they all seemed to be asleep.
Emma was woken up by a quiet knocking at her door. She checked her watch; 11.48pm. She really didn't want to get out of her warm bed, but knew she had to in case it was one of the children. She opened the door, blinking in the darkness to try and make out who it was. A sudden kiss on the lips told her who it was, as he moved them quickly into her room and closed the door.
Emma pulled him over to the warmth of the bed, keen to get out of the cold. They stayed wrapped in each other's arms under the duvet for a while, chasing away the cold. Emma started to doze off again, tucked up in his arms with her head on his chest. Jon felt the strong pull of sleep too, closing his eyes and resting his face on the top of her head.
The early morning sun shining through the thin curtains woke Jon. He looked at his watch, cursing himself for falling asleep with Emma. It was 5.30am. Carefully, without waking her, he eased his arm out from underneath her and got up. He needed to get back before anyone else woke up and realised he wasn't in his room.
Emma woke up in an empty bed. If she hadn't been able to smell Jon's scent on the pillow, she might have convinced herself it was just a dream.
They gave each other an awkward 'hello' at breakfast and were soon out with their groups on the first activity of the morning. Emma's group had orienteering first, followed by team games. Jon's group were busy doing caving all morning.
After a quick lunch at the centre, they were back out again. Emma's group were canoeing and Jon's were staying at the centre to do team games.
Emma had a lot of fun with her group! They learnt how to work together to paddle and steer the canoe along the river. After that, they had a go at building their own rafts out of plastic barrels, planks, rope etc. Then the moment came when they needed to test them out! They worked together, cautiously pushing the rafts onto the water, making sure their whole team was on board.
One of the rafts sank quickly, leaving those children soaking wet, dragging their raft out of the river! Two teams managed to keep theirs afloat, leaving Emma's team waiting to see if they could make it as far down the river as the others could. It was going well, until one of the ropes came untied, causing their barrels to start pulling away from each other; dumping Emma and her team into the river!
They walked the short distance back to the centre to get changed. Jon saw Emma's group through the window and went next door to the wet room to meet them.
"Did you all have fun?" Jon called cheerily. "Yes sir!" Chorused the children in Emma's group. Emma was helping them out of their wet layers, sending them off to get changed and warm up. "Do you need help?" Jon asked, watching Emma struggling to peel off her wet layers. "Please!" She replied, her arms wedged into her soaked sleeves. He peeled her waterproofs off.
"I thought you were canoeing, not swimming!" Jon laughed, noting how wet her clothes were; even with all the waterproofs on! Emma glowered at him.
He watched her hang her waterproofs up to dry, her breasts clearly visible through her wet top; the cold making her nipples protrude. He felt his cock stir. Emma turned, noticing his gaze and raised her eyebrows at him. She folded her arms across her chest and headed upstairs to get changed. Jon took a deep breath and returned to his group.
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Jon couldn't get the kids to bed quick enough that evening! Emma's hard nipples had been on his mind all afternoon. His corridor had been quiet for a while, so he decided to have a shower.
