Tommys POV
I was sat at my desk with a black haired beauty sat straddled round my thighs. His hands tugging at my tie gently, loosening it from my neck slipping it round and biting it between his teeth, then laughing embarrassed by his flirty gesture. I hid a deep laugh to myself smiling uncontrollably, I slid my hands down his body, holding on to his sides, as we sat in peaceful silence. His hands rested on my shoulders, his grin infectious.
"How old are you, Tommy?" his childish voice says a blush creeping to his cheeks."Old enough!" I say keeping everything quiet, basking in the quiet, gentle touched of the adolescent teen. His face, had a hint of make up, black round his eyes, his cut manly cheekbones dusted with bronze. I smiled... nothing could hide those cute freckles, grazing a finger down his face when he pulled away hiding his face in the collar of his opened white dress shirt. My finger seemed to trickle down his bared chest stopping at his navel causing the young boy to squirm ticklish. Soon our eyes met and I couldn't help but lean in, his face inches from mine.
"Adam" his name a whisper rolling off my tongue...."EWWW!" I heard squealed when I was roused rudely from my sleep to see a disgusted Liz wrapped in my arms. I grimaced myself and pushed her away."Ohh no!" I said hiding the laugh as her surprised face fell to the floor on the floor at the other end of the bed. I shook my head disgusted in myself for even touching her, but in my defence I was thinking about someone else. I stood from the bed and stepped over Liz to the bathroom to shower for work.
The soap lathered on my body, coating myself in soap suds when an untimely erection sprung to light. I groaned when my hand caught it, trying to force it away. The image of Adam in my dream having me in this state. I looked up to the light on the ceiling when I cursed, turning the shower from hot to freezing, my body tensing as the intruder disappeared.'Thank god' I thought stepping out the shower.I rocked up to school, slinging the guitar oven my shoulder making my way to my classroom when I finally slumped down at my desk.
The day couldn't go any slower than it was, I had bratty first years and mood swinging 3rd years. Thank god its lunch time, a break from that hypnotising white walls. I quickly got to the canteen and filtered my way through the screaming kids. I sighed when I got to the staff room, I was finally alone. I sat down to eat my sandwich when the sofa next to me dipped. I looked up to see a blonde haired girl, dressed in a short skirt and a tight white shirt. I looked her up and down, the black gloss heels that were clicking on the floor, one leg swung over the other."Erm this is the teachers lounge" I said placing my sandwich down on my lap.
"Ohh mr Ratliff you are a funny one" the girl said covering her mouth with her hand. I awkwardly laughed along with her, but looked away to eat my sandwich again. The next thing was her hand resting on my shoulder."I'm Miss glass" she says hand rubbing my biceps. I shrugged her hand off of me."Ohh right sorry" I stutter my sandwich sticking in my throat. "Just your clothes" I cough. When her face fell."No you look lovely, its just it looks like a school uniform" I tried to cover for the fact the word slut was creeping to the tip of my tongue.
"You don't look to bad yourself" she says inching closer to me, out bodies closer now. I couldn't help but think of Liz at this time, it had been forever since I had flirted with a woman let alone anyone. And Miss Glass wasn't playing hard to get at all. Im sure the next words out her mouth is going to be why not have me for dinner. I choked juice dribbling from the corners of my mouth. Yet again her hands were on my face wiping my chin. I smiled, hand pulled back from her, straining my neck."So you got a girlfriend sir?" she says sliding a hand down the fort of her skirt.
"yes, im happily engaged to my fiancée" when the words were out I had stood from her grasp, before the python wrapped itself around me."Im so sorry I forgot I have afternoon detentions" I backed away practically running from the room. When I turned the corner to my classroom, I bumped into a student, when we both turned, his cheeks turned bright red and mine mirrored his. I laughed
"Stay out of trouble my Lambert" I turned my back to the young boy knowing his eyes never left my body untill I was out of sight.
