The music is loud. I feel the bass as I open the heavy door that leads into the dark steamy cafeteria filled with dancing students. Bright lights flash across the room and pop music blares from large speakers on the sides of the stage.
I push my way through the crowd of kids and other parents, to find you, without being too obvious. I feel your stare from across the room. You're surrounded by teachers and parents, half engaged in multiple conversations, your charm captivating every one of them. They are fascinated by you, the new principal, just as I was when we met for the first time last fall. How grateful I was that my daughter was a bit of a troublemaker and was often sent to your office.
My eyes find yours and lock in our familiar greeting. You excuse yourself and walk away from the group. I think you are coming towards me but instead you turn and head toward the stage.
My heart drops a little with disappointment. You glance back and catch my eye for a brief second. I understand. I wait a moment then follow. No one notices. It is extremely dark and I don't know the lay out beyond the curtain. I use my hands to find the wall and hope that you are there waiting but you're not. I feel in front of me and follow the wall further back.
Out of nowhere I feel your hand cover my mouth I take in a quick deep breath and you pull me backwards into an open room. I can see nothing but I hear the door close quietly and your hand moves from my mouth. Your shirt is off. I can feel your bare skin. You tell me to say nothing just listen. You guide me backwards to the wall and turn me around so my face is pressed against it.
You take your neck tie slip it over my head and around my neck letting the end hang down my back. You hold my hands together over my head against the wall. You pull my hips back slightly and I can feel your heat. Your hands move to my thighs your hips pushing into me. You slide your fingers slowly up the side of my thighs over my curves into my waist around to my breasts grabbing hard and pulling my body into yours.
You unzip my dress starting at the nape of my neck to the base of my spine. You slide each arm out returning them above my head and the dress falls to the floor. My black tights are smooth and tight as you slip your hand in the top and gently pull them down to my thighs your hand caressing every inch of skin on the way. Your fingers move forward and find their way inside of me.