Connections (8 page)

Zach came up behind her, his hand sliding into place on her waist, “What’s going on here?”

“
Brad was telling me about this nice little coffee shop that’s not far from his office; it’s actually the same one I stop at every morning before work.” Shayla looked at Zach, her heart beating as she watched him.

“
Small world huh? Brad, are we still on for that meeting Monday afternoon?”

“
Yes, we are. I hope you’re ready for this. It will be life changing.” Brad smiled, and Shayla wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or Zach.

“
This is a wonderful party; unfortunately I’ve got to get this one home. She has an early train ride in the morning.”

“
That’s such a shame you have to leave early. I hope to be seeing more of the two of you.” Brad walked with them to the door.

Shayla felt sick as she put her coat on, how in the world was she going to explain any of this to Zach, should she even try?

“
Have a good night!” Brad called out as he watched them walk down his front steps. Part of him was worried that Shayla would confess to Zach the true nature of their relationship—but he was pretty sure she wouldn’t. He was also pretty confident that he would soon have her back on her knees sucking his cock dry like no other woman had been able to since her.

Brad looked back towards the party, he was pretty sure Claire was getting ready for her own affair, not that he blamed her but she’d been a cold fish to him for so long it seemed impossible she even had the desire to fuck and suck any man.

Shayla looked at her parents’ house, dark once again. Obviously her parents were avoiding her and she had a good idea why. “Zach, you want to come in for a few minutes.”

“
Sure.” He smiled gently as he followed her into the quiet house.

The stairs creaked a little as they went up them to her bedroom. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it for a minute. She had so much she wanted to say, yet she didn’t know how to say it.

“
Are you okay?”

She shook her head. “Just, don’t go. Hold me.”

“
I’ll so whatever you want.” He wrapped his arms around her as they stood silent in her childhood bedroom. The house dark around them, the glow of the street light coming through the window as he breathed in the scent of her body wash and shampoo.

Shayla pulled back just a moment, her hands sliding into his sports coat as she pulled it down, tossing it on the floor as she took his hand and led him to the bed. “Just hold me and don’t let go.”

“
I won’t as long as you let me.” He laid down on the bed, pulling her down with him as he wrapped his arms around her.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Carter Jensen took the last swig of his beer as he turned off his television. He looked over at his friend Eva, who was once again plotting some move to try and get in his bed. It was Saturday night and he wasn’t even out, he was home watching
Better of Ted
because they couldn’t agree about anything else.

“
Well, I guess I should get going.” Eva stretched, her top revealing her belly button.

Carter shook his head, “Be safe.”

Eva sighed, she could give him every single, and every opening and he wouldn’t touch her. Yet he would touch and fuck any other woman of legal age that crossed his path. “Want me to pick you up for Church in the morning?”

“
Yeah, sure sounds good.” He really didn’t care about going to the service, but he figured it was a chance to see some of the women in nylons and skirts. The only women he ever saw in skirts these days were he fellow teachers and the cheerleaders at the school. And he couldn’t be thinking about the cheerleaders that way now could he?

Eva hovered by the door for a moment, she wanted to confront him but now wasn’t the time. She’d tried this long, a few more days wouldn’t hurt, would it? “Night Carter.”

“
Night,” He waved her away as she left and locked the door behind her. He glanced over at the clock on the cable box and wondered if his neighbor was home? He took a moment to go to the fridge and took out a beer before he went upstairs to his bedroom.

He kept the light off when he saw that the blinds for next door were wide open, he couldn’t help but wonder if Amanda had done this on purpose or not. He’d caught her a few times touching herself after a shower, and he was sure that he’d been caught a time or two by her.

He stretched out on his bed, his eyes focused on what
could
be a show if he got lucky. He could see the light pour into her room from the hallway and then the shadows, two people.

He sat up, watching as articles of clothing were tossed around without care. He could see the form of Amanda’s body as she fell back on the bed. He was surprised though when he realized the other person with her was a girl.

He was getting a show, one he hadn’t expected.

They burst into a giggle fit before they resumed kissing. They still had their panties on. Amanda reached down her companion’s body, pushing the cotton down her legs before reaching down and removing her own pair.

Carter couldn’t believe his luck as he watched the unknown girl pushed Amanda’s legs apart about to lick her before she started laughing and pulled away.

What the fuck was going on? Carter scooted to the edge of his bed as he watched the unknown girl start to get dressed while Amanda watched a playful smile on her face as she looked out her window, right towards Carter.

She spread her legs wide open as she slid her hands down her thighs. She gently moved her fingers towards the clit as her eyes locked with him.

He rose, moving towards his window, almost as if he were in a trance and couldn’t look away, couldn’t keep himself in check.

She stopped what she was doing and moved to her own window, the street light washing over her naked body as she threw open the window, the cool air against her body hardened her nipples.

Carter pushed his window open, sure he was going to be yelled at, called a dirty old man. He was her teacher after all.

“
Did you enjoy that little show Mr. Jensen?”

“
Who was that?” He tried to focus on her face, but he found it difficult.

She smiled, tilting her head to the side, “Don’t worry, she was a friend who went to New Providence, she has no idea that you’re my teacher.”

He nodded, “That’s good. So, you did that for my benefit?”

“
Not exactly,” She confessed as she leaned her upper body out into the cold night. The houses really weren’t that far apart. If she was adventurous she could probably reach out and touch his window.

“
Then why?”

“
I wanted to know if you would watch me. I thought about bringing one of the guys back with me, but I didn’t want them to get carried away.”

Carter leaned out his window; the yellow of the street lights was hidden thanks to the trees at this spot. “You don’t want to fuck them?”

She smiled again, “No. I only want to fuck you.”

Carter almost fell out his window. This couldn’t be real. He must’ve had more to drink then he realized. “Where are your parents?”

“
Out of town—again.” She pulled her body back inside, feeling almost frozen, “Why don’t you come over?”

He smiled, he was ready to. He had a strong desire, but he stopped when he saw her twin bed. “The beds too small, if I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to do it in a proper bed.”

“
What are you suggesting Mr. Jensen?”

He could feel his cock harden and rise when she called him that, “Meet me at my backdoor.”

“
Okay.” She backed away, closing her window and drawing the blinds.

Carter couldn’t believe it as he slammed the window shut, closed every single blind he could find and turned on the beside lamp before going down to the backdoor.

He wasn’t sure she would be there; he was almost convinced she wouldn’t show.

He heard the knock that was soft so that the neighbors didn’t hear, it was late at night and his other next door neighbor did tend to be a busybody.

He swung the door open, finding Amanda dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. They must’ve been the first things she could find. “Come in.”

She was cold as she rubbed her arms with her hands, nervous as she bounced on her feet.

Carter watched her as she looked around. This wasn’t the first time she’d been in his kitchen, but it had been a few years. He couldn’t think about that though, it made this whole thing disgusting. “I wasn’t sure you would come over.”

She smiled, “When your hot teacher asks you to come over after midnight, you do. Especially when you’ve been fantasizing for months about what would happen if he ever did.”

“
What do you want to happen?” He wasn’t sure if he should take control, let the physical, sexual tension between them erupt or go slow, see if she backed out.

She stopped hugging herself and ran her hands through her hair, “I want you to take my virginity. I want you to do to me all those things I know you’ve been thinking about while watching me the last few months, all those things you’ve been thinking about while you’ve touched yourself.”

Carter took a deep breath before going to the fridge and opening it, pulling out a bottle of vodka. This was wrong, but it was feeling so right. He poured two shots and took one before handing one to Amanda. She took it without question.

He watched the face she made as she took the shot and then as her hand came back down with the small glass. He reached out for her, pulling her young body against his. “What do you think I think about? Do you think I fantasize about eating your wet pussy? About coming all over your stomach?”

“
That and more,” Her heartbeat was racing as she felt his arms wrap around her, his fingers combing her hair. “I think you’ve fantasized about almost every, dirty, naughty, kinky thing you’ve ever wanted to do, and thought about doing it to me.”

She smelled like cheap beer and smoke, but a hint of peach body spray lingered. Carter could feel his erection wanting to break free from his boxers. “You sure you want this Amanda?”

“
I’m very sure about this Mr. Jensen.” She looked into his eyes for a moment studying just how green they were.

He kissed her, she tasted of sugar as his tongue explored her mouth, and his hands felt the curves of her body as he pulled her close to him. “If we do this, there is no going back.”

“
This is what I want.” Amanda forced him to look her in the eyes to see how serious she was about this. “I’m not a stupid child. I’m a woman, treat me like one.”

Carter felt a flood of arousal at the attitude she presented him with as he urged her legs to wrap around him as he pressed her body against the wall of the hallway. Part of him was tempted to take her on the stairs—but then he remembered his promise of a proper bed as he kissed her neck and climbed the stairs slowly. The desire between the two of them starting to boil over as they stood outside his bedroom door.

“
Mr. Jensen, I’m yours to fuck.” Amanda’s voice as thick with desire as her body arched towards Carters.

He couldn’t help but smile, “Are you getting turned on calling me Mr. Jensen?”

“
Well, I figured I am in your homeroom class, isn’t that one of the hottest sex fantasies, teacher and student?”

He reached his hand down her waist, slipping his hand under the elastic of her shorts, “You are my student, and I am your teacher. This is reality and I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to make you cum like you’ve never come before.” He slid his hand down to her bare pussy, he could feel how wet she already was. “I’ve watched you make yourself cum Amanda, but what I’m going to do in that bedroom will be like nothing you will ever experience before or ever will again.”

She bit her lip as she felt his finger go over her swollen clit.

“
Do you understand, no turning back?”