"Ok so what is the answer?" Emily asks. "Urgh! I don't know. I just don't understand this." Today was Tuesday and it was my first tutoring session with Em. We were working on some type of function and I just wasn't picking it up. She's done had to explain it to me at least 5 times and I still wasn't getting it. Why does math have to be my weak subject? Why can't it be English or science? At least with those subjects it would be easier to pull my grades up. With math, I always just barely pass. But this year, I have Emily, and everybody talks about how amazing she is at it so hopefully I'll do much better this year. But right now, I'm starting to doubt that. "Don't get upset, just calm down. Now, in order to solve this problem you have to-" and she began to explain it to me for the 6th time.
By the time we were done it had been an hour and a half and I had gotten maybe 10 to 15 problems done which isn't half bad. I understood most of them and only had to have her help a few times. Hopefully our session on Thursday will go a little bit better but who knows, we'll probably be working on something different by then.
I started making my way out of the building. The hallways were deserted and extremely quiet. While I was walking I was looking for something in my book bag, when I felt someone grab my arm. I found myself being pulled into a closet, a janitors closet probably. It was completely dark and I had no idea who I was in here with. I mean, I could be in here with a secret stalker and he could try and rape. I knows that's probably unlikely but still, you never know. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I was pushed back against a wall and a body was pushed up against mine. I could feel their arousal poking against my thigh so I knew it was a guy. "Who are you?" I ask, a little nervous. He doesn't answer and it kind of scares me a little bit more. "Who. Are. You." I ask again, pronouncing every word slowly and a little more loudly. They still don't answer and instead of getting scared some more, I get annoyed and frustrated. "Look I don't know who you are bu-" I'm not able to finish my sentence because I get cut off when I feel a pair of lips crash into mine.
I stand there, frozen. I could feel my eyes bugging out and my lips weren't moving at all. I moved my hands onto his chest and tried to push but he wouldn't budge. I pushed again and this time, he grabbed my wrists and held them above my head against the wall. He nibbled on my lower lip making me give out a quiet moan. He started moving his lips against mine and I did the same, considering I wasn't able to get loose, I figured I'd might as well kiss back so I could get out of here and go home sooner. Once I started kissing back, he kissed me harder and pushed into me more. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance and I granted him access. Once his tongue touched mine, I shivered. Not in disgust, but in...pleasure. Our tongues battled for dominance which he won. He let go of my wrists and placed his hands along my waist and I weaved mine into his hair. He moves his hands down my waist and to my thighs. He lifts one of my legs and I jump, wrapping my legs around his waist. He holds me there and we continue kissing. We kissed for a few more seconds and then he pulls away, setting my feet back on the ground. We are both breathing heavily and he rests his forehead against mine. "You will be mine...soon." he whispers before pecking my lips and walking out of the closet as fast as he can.
I stand there stunned, not knowing what to think. I just kissed a guy that I didn't even see and I...liked it. I can't believe this. I touched my lips with my fingers and could feel a little tingle. I bit my bottom lip and smiled, leaning my head against the wall. I stood there just thinking about it until my phone rang and snapped me out of my own thoughts. I pulled my phone from my pocket and saw it was my dad. I pressed the talk button. "Hey dad....Yeah I just got finished tutoring with Em....Mhmm I'll be home in 15 minutes....Alright love you too, bye." I pushed end and put my phone back in my pocket. I grabbed my back pack that I apparently dropped when I was pushed in here and walked out of the closet. I closed the door behind me and made my way out to the parking lot to my bike and made my way home.
I parked my bike in the drive way, turned it off and walked into the house. "Hey honey!" My dad called. I walked through the house and realized he was in his office. We ended up having a small room by the bathroom downstairs and dad decided to turn that into a mini office. I walked in the room and leaned against the door frame. "Hey dad." "So how was tutoring with Emily?" he asked as he took off his glasses. "It was good. I got about 15 problems done and she helped me through it. I'm feeling a little more confident about it." I said honestly. "Well that's good. Oh and I meant to tell, I was invited by one of my co-workers to have dinner with him, his wife and son tomorrow night." "Oh ok. Is there anything specific that I need to wear?" "No you can wear whatever you want." "Oh so is it ok if I go in my new bikini?" I ask playfully. He gives me the 'look' and I bust out laughing. "I was only kidding. I'll make sure to wear something nice to impress your new friends." I say in a little sing song voice and exit the room. I can hear him chuckling and a smile plays on my face.
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