Age Is Just a Number

Under The Table

Sitting in the library with Karen, our hands accidentally touched while checking papers. My heart raced as I felt the electric spark between us. Karen's hand remained in contact with mine, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was intentional. 

For the next 10 minutes, I was captivated by the thrill of our forbidden connection, so much so that I felt my dick growing hard in my pants. My mind was numb, I was 17 and I had never felt this aroused before, I had never even been with a girl before. But then I did something that changed the dynamic of our relationship.

I placed my hand on top of hers making it seem casual, (it wasn't) She didn't react, this encouraged me to hold her hand, and she held mine back. By this point, I was rock hard.
After a couple of minutes, the bell rang, it was my break, as I got off my seat leaving Karen's grip I noticed a bulge on my pants and sat back down. 

"Don't you wanna go on your break?" Asked Karen, with a slight smirk on her face. 

"No, I don't feel like I need one" I replied. 

"Are you sure about it"? She asked. I nodded yes, but what was she really talking about I thought to myself, I can't just walk out with a boner,

 I felt a bit awkward now that we weren't holding hands anymore, but then I felt something on my lap, crawling up to my crotch, I saw Karen had only one hand on the table, It was her! She ran her fingers over the bulge on my pants, I looked at her, and she kept looking at the answer sheets with that same smirk. "Holy Shit!" I thought to myself, my mind was fogging up, without thinking twice I moved one of my arms closer to her tits pretending to reach for an answer sheet, I brushed my arm against her tits, picked the sheet, and put it close to me, she quickly adjusted herself and then leaned on my arm pressing herself against me. 

After the break, Karen thanked me for helping her and left the library. My heart was racing as I rushed to the washroom to freshen up, my mind replaying our encounter over and over again. As I walked back to my seat, I couldn't shake the feeling of pure excitement.

 Later that day, my phone lit up with a call from Karen, and I couldn't help but answer instantly."Did you miss me?" she asked, her playful tone sending shivers down my spine. I stammered, trying to come up with a response, but before I could even reply, she dropped the bombshell. "Your hard-on gave you away", Karen's teasing left me speechless and flustered. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, trying to play it cool and hide my embarrassment. "Oh really? If only you could see your face in the library," she replied, savoring her victory. "Anyway, I won't bother you with my paper-checking task next time." I felt a pang of disappointment but decided not to let it get to me. "No, that's totally fine. I love helping you," I said. "Well, actually, I think I'll be more productive without you," Karen added with a flirtatious twist that left me eager for more.

 The next day, I was studying under the supervision of another teacher when Karen walked in. "Mr. Richard, would it be okay if I borrow Miles for a bit? I need to discuss his progress," she asked with a hint of mischief in her voice. "Sure, I think we're done for today anyway," he replied, and I followed Karen out of the room. I couldn't help but check her out as she walked ahead of me in her tight jeans, my mind racing with anticipation of what was to come.