The Price of Love

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

Lilith's POV:

"So how was your first day of school sweet pea? Did you like it there? Do you like your teacher Ms Belivet?", I ask Rindy.

But I don't seem to be the only one asking Rindy that, because at the same time I do, my sister asks the exact same thing. I'm so glad she's back with me. I have missed her so much. The whole time we were apart it was always like my heart and soul were split. I want to cuddle her and Rindy all the time.

Carol and I just have to laugh at how in sync we still are after all these years.

"Up. I want to go up Aunt Lilith.", laughs my sweet darling and pulls my skirt.

"Of course my darling."

Carefully I take her in my arms. She looks so sweet. I have missed my niece's smile so much. As she closes her legs around me, she presses a big fat smack on my left cheek and grins at me.

"You know that was so.............," and Rindy starts to tell me.

Therese's POV:

Should I call the engraved number or should I just give her the gloves right before class? Is it even her number? Maybe she doesn't even want to talk to me or meet me and it was just an accident. I'm just reading too much into it, I guarantee. I mean why would she even be interested in me? She is literally the epitome of the perfect woman: beautiful sea-blue, infinitely slender long legs, an electrifying voice, the way she looks at her sister and Rindy.

I've been lying in the cozy wetness of my bathtub for a few minutes. Hopefully I won't regret it, but I do it anyway.
What is wrong with me? I'm not into women and I'm in a relationship with Richard.

I've read through Carol's glove number so many times in this short time that this string of numbers is as ingrained in my brain as my own name and the sound of her voice. Full of fear of what might happen, I begin to dial the digits of the phone number. The sound of touching the number fields on my cell phone's display leaves a cold film of sweat on my back.

The phone number is completely entered now. I should leave it alone. What mother would want to be called by her child's classroom teacher after the first day of class? No one I think. Just as I was about to delete the number from my phone's display, exactly what I wanted to avoid happened. The number starts dialing. Desperate as I am as good as ever, I flail around wildly to somehow still prevent the call, to somehow still hang up.

It's too late!

The call has been accepted.

"Hello, who is this?" asks the voice I know so well.

My eyes widened. Oh shit it's Carol. I'm paralyzed. I form words, but when I try to speak out, nothing more comes than a barely there croak. Because it's not just the thought of her maybe touching me or lying naked in her bed. I get wetter than I ever have in my entire life.
Oh Carol! What are you doing to me?
I had never felt such pleasure with Richard. When he made love to me, it was always about his pleasure and satisfaction. It's more like rape every time. I wonder if sex is always like that.
I think with Carol it would be different.

"Hellllooooo. Is someone there?" she asks again.

I take a deep breath.

"I'm hanging up now," her voice rings out.

I chuckle briefly as I hear the slight joke in her statement.

"No please don't Mrs Aird. This is Therese Belivet. Your daughter Rindy's homeroom teacher," I tell her hesitantly, moving a little too fast so that the water inside the bathtub starts splashing.

Carol's POV:

"Ohh Therese.", I ask her in a slightly seductive voice as I hear the splashing of water.

I wonder if she's bathing straighter. I close my eyes to banish the image of a Therese from my mind, lying naked in her bathtub like the day she was born. But closing my eyes only makes everything worse

"What can I do for her? Were there any problems with my daughter today?", I ask the young woman.

My focus is no longer really on the thought of Rindy as it should be. The focus is now only on the sound of Therese's sweet, tender and sensual voice.
"No. Don't worry Mrs Aird. There is more than nothing wrong with Rindy. I've never seen such a talented girl. Besides-" she began to tell me. But I interrupt her. I can't think straight.

"Please Therese, stop calling me Mrs. Aird. It makes me feel as old as my hated stepmother," I laugh, slightly nervous.

"All right. Caaarrrolll.", she rolled my name.

I'm getting wetter and wetter because I can't stop thinking about this adorable girl. My angel. Completely torn in the moment, one of my hands sneaks between my legs. Fortunately, I'm already laying in just my favorite short nightgown. Gently I stroke my clitoris. A slow stroking turned into a circular movement that gets faster and faster. She says my name several times. But I was so lost in the sound of her voice that I was unable to even utter a single word. Before I can even stop it, a soft moan escapes my mouth. Please don't let her have heard it.

Therese's POV:

Was that a moan just now!!!? I'd rather not address her on that. I wonder if it was because of me. I hope she touches herself. How can I think about it, to see her only for a few minutes at most.

"The thing I wanted to tell you Carol is this: when you picked up Rindy today with your sister, you forgot a pair of black leather gloves," I try not to groan.

"Tomorrow morning my sister is taking them to school because I have to go to an important theater meeting. You could either give them to my sister or the two of us could have a private lunch. I know a nice restaurant with the best martinis I've ever had. I would have a break at the same time they do. You don't have to, but there you could tell me more about Rindy as her student right away and maybe more about her Therese," she asks me in a slightly anxious voice but still with a flirty undertone.

"Um. I like the restaurant idea," I stammer.

"Great. I'll send them the address later. See you tomorrow Therese. I'm looking forward to lunch. Good night and have a nice dream my angel," she said electrifyingly and hung up after a few seconds.

Her voice disappeared completely from the room.

In my mind every sound, every thought and every word, said or unsaid, ran before me.

My eyes widen as never before as I realize what I agreed to.

In order not to disappear in complete panic, I dip myself also with head into the meanwhile cold water and remain in such a way for some seconds. After I have packed my cell phone of course by side.

Oh my fucking God. I'm meeting Carol tomorrow. I wonder if that will be a date.