Chapter 4
Tori
For some reason, it always took the parents way longer to adapt to the pick-up line rules than it did the kids. There were people cutting in line, yelling obscenities out the window in front of the children, and even one mother who got out of her car, leaving it parked in the line, to walk up and get her kid, so she didn’t have to wait behind the others.
I informed her that we don’t do that, and how important it is to keep the line moving when he pulled up. I excused myself and hurried back to my line duties.
Katie Reed was my favorite student, and her father was my favorite parent. Not because we’d met, but because I’d seen him from afar. The school had Open House Night a week before I started teaching, so I didn’t have the advantage of meeting the children’s parents that night, and sadly, most parents hadn’t shown up for class parties. I’d have to assert myself if I wanted to be noticed.
So, I took Katie by the hand and walked her up wishing I’d stopped by the bathroom on my way out to freshen up a bit. I probably smelled like glue, and my hair was mussed with sweat from being outside at recess.
Katie looked up at me with her big green eyes and the sun reflecting off her bright auburn hair, making it look like flames. “That’s my daddy.” She pointed to the car, and we walked forward. I opened the car door, and as she climbed inside, she introduced me.
“Daddy, this is my teacher, Ms. Bloom. She’s going to stay with us now cause Mrs. McConnel quit.” Her father gave me a warm smile, and my breath hitched when our eyes met.
He had the same green eyes as his daughter except his smoldered. His salt and peppered hair told me he was once dark haired and he looked as if he spent most of days at the gym, or outside somewhere doing man’s work. I suddenly imagined him shirtless and sweaty and found myself stumbling over my words. Even his facial hair was sexy.
“I will get with you soon to discuss Katie’s progress.”
He seemed confused. “Is everything all right?”
I leaned across to help Katie with her seatbelt. “Yes, you’re perfect—I mean, it’s perfect— your daughter’s doing well.” About that time the car behind us began to honk, and I bumped my head backing out of the car. “I’ll call you.”
I shut the door, and he drove away. I had looked like a proper idiot. The look on his face when I’d said he was perfect told me he caught that I was attracted to him. I tried not to let it get me down. I guessed that many women thought he was attractive and so he was used to it.
As if the end of the day couldn’t get any worse, I arrived home to find Kevin waiting on the stoop with a bottle of wine and a bouquet of flowers that still had the $4.99 price sticker on them along with a big red slash that showed it was reduced.
“Hey, sexy. I’ve missed you.” He leaned in and kissed me and even though I was on the verge of telling him to get lost, I still had a weakness for him. I wasn’t sure what it was because he was nothing like Katie’s dad, who I was still wet in the panties for, but he was more like a lost puppy. You couldn’t help but want to feed him.
“Thank you for the flowers. They’re lovely.” I put them to my nose, and it crinkled as I smelled like jalapeno peppers. He’d bought them at the market. I pulled away before my eyes started burning. “Let’s go put them in some water.” Or on some nachos. I unlocked the door and locked my arms in his to walk inside, and he went straight to the cabinet and took out two wine glasses and poured us some wine.
“Would you like to have some take out with me?” I had barely gotten the words out when he came up and kissed me.
“I want to be close to you, Tori.” He rubbed his stiff cock against me and then cupped my sex. I thought about the sexy salt and pepper hunk I’d met at the school, and another tingle erupted between my legs. “Do you want to go to the bedroom?”
I let out a huff and gave him a sideward glare, but he raised his hands. “We can sixty-nine, baby. I’ll let you sit on my face.” He was so repulsive at times that I wanted to punch him, but the heat was blossoming at my core, and I had to quench it.
I let him lead me there, and once we were beside the bed, he slowly undressed me before himself and then slipped his finger down between my legs. He rubbed my swollen bud below my mound, and then he lay back pulling me to his side. “Straddle my face, baby. I’m going to eat that fucking pussy so good.” He had a way with words that didn’t do him any favors, but I gave in and climbed on him, straddling his chest facing his cock. He lifted my ass and spread my folds, kissing them like they could kiss him back. He let his tongue dart to my ass, and he pressed his tongue into my little star, and I jumped not expecting it.
I took my time taking his cock into my mouth, but once I did, I rolled my tongue around the rim of his head and then took him to the back of my mouth. There wasn’t much more to take in, but he reached his hands down and pressed the back of my head down far, not letting me catch any air, and I choked. My gag reflexes went into overdrive, and I pulled away, my eyes watering.
“That’s right, baby. Choke on my fat cock. Your mouth is so fucking hot.” He slapped my ass, and I took my time taking it back in only because I knew that he’d do that again. He licked my ass, and then I felt his fingers slip inside my tight star.
“You should let me fuck you here, Tori. You’d still be a virgin then. I’d take my time and make sure it didn’t hurt you.” His voice was sincere, but there was no way I wanted to be penetrated in the ass before my vagina. He never understood a damned thing about me.
I climbed off and crossed my arms, and he gave me a dirty look. “What the fuck’s the matter with you?” His pissy tone was enough to make me mad, and I folded my arms and met his eyes.
“I’m not doing that!”
“Fine, relax. Come up here and finish sucking me, please? It won’t take me long to come.”
‘Then you should have no problem rubbing one off. The bathroom’s that way.” I pointed to my bathroom, and he stood and stared at the floor.
“It’s not easy, you know. I care about you, but people in normal relationships fuck, and I wanted the night to be fun.”
“Yeah? Why would you expect something more? All we do is a fight.” I was to the point I didn’t give a damn.
“I was hoping I could use the house. For a tournament. The guys need a place with a big screen so we can hook it all up and play together.” I couldn’t believe he was asking for my fucking house, but at least this time he asked.
“Fine, go ahead. But I want everyone out of here by one a.m., and you’re cleaning up after. Also, no more than ten people.”
He flashed me a wink and his boyish charm shined through. “With me and you it makes ten. Thanks, Tori. You’re the best.” He went to the bathroom and stayed in there a minute while I set out some food for his company and then retreated to my room.
Three hours later, he’d managed to behave and keep it down, but I hoped he’d mind my curfew and ask his friends to go home as soon as possible. I didn’t want anyone staying behind.
Instead of joining them, I decided to soak in a long, hot bath and as I lay there, I had more thoughts about Mr. Reed. I was still afraid he saw me as a clumsy fool and hoped that if I had another chance, I’d make him see differently. I still had one opportunity to talk to him, and that was about Katie’s reading scores. She was reading more than kids two grades ahead of her, and I felt she should enroll in the gifted and talented program at school.
I wondered if she got her mind from her father? I’d already checked into her file to make sure she was a single parent child and seeing how there was no mention of another parent, not even on an emergency contact, her mother was probably deceased or not in the picture.
I wondered if he was interested in younger women or if he was one of those men who had reservations. I didn’t want him for his money, the truth was, being a virgin at twenty-two was getting old, but I couldn’t give myself to some asshole like Kevin who was immature and not really as in love with me as he was my big screen TV.
That slow ache was back between my legs, and I couldn’t help but give it attention. I’d learned that kind of desire didn’t like to be ignored, so I reached down and rubbed my hand flat against my mound, and after rubbing a bit of firm pressure, I parted my folds with my index and ring finger so I could work my clit nice and softly with my middle fingertip. I liked to graze it, nice and slowly, barely touching until the desire built so much that I felt I’d come apart. My knees went together, and I clenched sending delicious waves of ecstasy through me as I came, sending waves through the bathwater as I moved my hips involuntarily.
A moan escaped, and my cheeks flared hot as I remembered I wasn’t home alone. I relaxed down into my water which I suddenly realized had gone cold.