The affair | A Chris Wood imagine

Chapter three

Sorry this chapter is short, I've kinda been losing motivation.

He puts his hand on your face, and slowly caresses your cheek. He leans in for a kiss, but you stop him. "We shouldn't do this." You whisper to him. "I know." He kisses you. His hand moves higher up your thigh. You start to unbutton his shirt, and he starts to take off yours. He gropes your boob as he lifts your shirt. He stands you both up, and lifts your skirt up. He picks you up, and sits you on the table. His hand trails up your legs, lightly touching the outside of your underwear. You bite your lip and moan when he starts to rub your clit. He takes off your shirt, and sucks on one of your nipples. You intertwine your fingers in his hair, and lean your head back. He lifts up your skirt, and moves your underwear to the side. You push his head down to your pussy. He slowly starts to lap your clit. You lean back on the table, using your hands to keep you sturdy. His tounge moves quicker, and you feel yourself about to come undone. He puts two of his fingers inside of your mouth, and you start sucking on them. He removes his fingers from your mouth, and brings them down to your pussy. He rubs your clit before putting his finger inside of you. "More." You say. He puts another finger in you, pushing you over the edge. Your legs shake as you cum. He sucks on his fingers after taking them out of you. He grazes your pussy, cleaning up your orgasm. He sticks his fingers is your mouth, and you lick off the rest of your juices. He licks through your folds, then stands back up.

You hear a knock at the door. You both flinch, then he rushes to the door. "She's getting her things." Mr. Wood says to your mom. You pull your underwear back, then stand up. You hurry to get your books into your bag, and fix your skirt. You put your bag on your should and walk to the door. "How was this session?" Your mom asks as Mr. Wood closes the front door. "Good. Very good." You respond. You freak out the whole car ride, hoping she can't tell Mr. Wood just ate you out.

What are you gonna tell your friends? Are you gonna tell your friends?

When you get home, you rush to your room. You sit there for a while, just thinking. Thinking about what you're gonna do. Thinking about what you're gonna do. And thinking about what the fuck just happened!

You go downstairs to ask your mom a question. "Hey mom. What's Mr. Woods number, I have a question about the homework?" You ask your mom. She tells you his number, and you immediately text him when you get back to your room.

Hey Mr. Wood, this is y/n. My mom gave me your number

Hello y/n, do you have any questions?

Yeah, I have one

Try me

How did I do today?

You did a very good job, as long as you keep quite about what happened

Yes sir

Good, I will too

Okay

You know what has to happen. You know you can't tell anyone about what happened between the two of you. You HAVE to keep this a secret. But what happens if someone finds out?