Misconstructed

Twenty

The morning comes all too quickly. I wake up in something hard and notice it's the downstairs acrylic egg shaped tub. The headache starts settling in and I try to remember exactly what happened last night. Did Janice and I really... Did I really walk in on Maddie? And how did I end up in this tub?

Getting up, I look for my lost shoe that can't be too far away. I'm right when I see it by the toilet. I almost fall over when I try putting it on, I'm so hung over. What the hell was in that punch last night?

Walking out of the bathroom, I see everyone at the kitchen table and everyone cleared out of the house. "Well look who came back from the dead." Trevor jokes.

"Seriously, I thought we were going to have to get paramedics in here for you if you weren't up in an hour or two." Dustin agreed.

"What time is it?" I ask them, scratching my back.

"It's a quarter after one."

"In the afternoon?"

"Unless you slept the whole day away," Rex shrugs. I notice Daniel put his arm around Maddie and I almost feel disgusted for some reason.

"I have to go." I tell them, looking around for the rest of my clothes. "Where's my shirt?" Magically, Rex hands me my black shirt and I'm headed out the door.

"Where are you going?" Allen asks. Everyone at the table turns to me and I just shrug my shoulders.

"Wherever the wind takes me," Although, I already know where I'm going.

It only takes a me a couple of minutes to get to her house and when I do, I knock on the door. She opens up and everything seems like deja vu "Saxton?"

I lower my voice, even lean into her a bit. "Is your boyfriend here?"

"No, he's at work. What's up?"

"We need to talk," I tell her, rushing her in her home. She doesn't seem too pleased with me at the moment. Have I disturbed her?

"What do you need?" she asks me as she fixes her shirt. She sighs.

"I need to know if anything happened last night." I tell her flatly. "I need to know if you and I," I point to myself. She sighs, even chuckling under her breath. I'm starting to calm down, thinking that she's going to tell me that everything's okay, but that's not the case here. Instead she tells me the complete opposite.

"Do you need me to recap everything for you?" Did I actually win the bet? I'm a bit speechless, sputtering out various words at a time and then saying nothing at all. I shake my head, not needing her to do any of that. The memory will come in its own time hopefully. "I had some time to think over what you said though," What the hell did I say? "That I wouldn't let this be what it is, what it truly is,"

"And what's that?" I ask her, genuinely not sure what she's talking about.

"Perfect." her hands come up to my neck, and as she drags me down to her, she plants her lips on mine. I don't stop her, frankly, I'm too frozen to, but that doesn't mean that I want to stop. If anything, I want to keep going.

She brings my hands down to my waist, unbuttoning it even, I continue to stand frozen as she starts dropping my jeans, only leaving my boxers on me. "What are you...-" I try to get out the rest of the sentence but it's no use, she's dropped to her knees and holding me in her hands. "Janice," I babble. "Now is not the time for this,"

"Really?" she asks me, exposing me from my boxers. I gasp, not expecting this in the least and as I suck the air in, I can feel her tongue running along my shaft

I'm powerless against her and it shows. "Really," I tell her, snaking my hands through her strawberry blond hair. As her Viridian eyes stare up at me, I can't help but groan at the way she's making me feel. She stuffs me in her mouth and it's like all the air is sucked out of me. The memories of last night start coming back to me and it's almost like the headache is coming full force.

Letting go of her hair, I take my shirt off and land it on the floor next to us. She takes me from her mouth, only to stand up. I tower over her, but when she raises her arms, it's clear that she wants me to take her shirt off for her.

Exposing her nipples, they're already hard. I grab hold of one breast, bringing her into me as I'm ready to enter inside of her. She jumps onto me and as slow as I can, I lower us onto the hardwood floor. Our lips mold together and it's like the heavens are singing.

Moving her hair out of the way of her neck, I bring my lips down lower, past her neck and to her breasts while my fingers continue on. Gently spreading her legs apart, I don't need to remove her panties to know how she's feeling.

Moving her panties to the side, I ease my two fingers gently around her. As soon as a moan escaped her lips, I insert my fingers. Placing her hands on my chest, she stops my movement only to grind on me. Noticing that she's about to finish, I take my fingers from her. "No you don't," I tell her. "That wouldn't be a good girl."

Grabbing both of her wrists, I bring her hands up over her head and bring them both into one. With my free hand, I bring my hand down to my cock, inserting it. Her gasp is cut short as I plant my lips onto hers.

The room fills with our moans and gasps but it doesn't last long and neither do I. I mentally scold myself for not cumming outside of her but I don't let it ruin my day. "Janice," I say.

"What?" The two of us are just laying in our filth.

"What does this mean?" I ask her, not needing to elaborate.

"This means that we have to be extra careful with my relationship and school." This means we have to continue hiding from everyone around us and there's not a goddamn thing we can do about it. Taking myself in my hands, I wipe myself off before putting my pants back on,

"But there is a "this"?" I ask her, getting up from the ground. She does the same and we both go to her living room to sort this whole mess out.

"According to other people, there isn't a"This ". There's nothing except for a student teacher relationship. I only help you with your homework and you ask for help, is that clear?" The two of us take a seat on her couch, pondering our next move.

"Do we tell your boyfriend?"

"Oh god no!" She yells at first, but brings her voice back down to a calm. "We're not going to say anything to anyone, is that clear?"

I nod my head, and for once, I actually want to keep this to myself. The fact that I feel like I can open up to her like I did last night means something to me, and I'm going to keep my word to her.