We Belong Together

(III.) Temptation

I am sitting at the kitchen table and drinking wine.
How could this happen to me?
I don't understand who resented me that much? I finally got a job, I love teaching, I love my pupils, I have a good salary and then - I get involved with my pupil uncle.
How can I pretend that nothing has happened between us, if I am going to see him every day in the next few weeks?
Arrivals at school, parental meetings, celebrations... Somehow I will have to avoid him, otherwise I can stay without a job.

"Tina, are you at home?" Lupe asks at the door. "Yes, come in!" I call to her. She enters and walks to the kitchen. "You look like a heap of misery," she said and I smiled. Even at such a bad day, she can makes me happy. "Let me cook you a soup," she said and began cooking. I do not contradict her. "Andres again?" she asks when she cuts the vegetables. I shook with my head. I decide to tell her the whole story.
"Oh, sweetheart. You really find yourself in a goddamn mess," she said fifteen minutes after that. I sigh: "I know."

At eleven I fell asleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night because I dreamed how we make love. I drank some water and quickly fell asleep again.

*

I come to work in time, Adrian is talking to me a lot today.

During the break I am sitting in the staff room, when an old chemistry teacher - Mrs. Alberta comes to me: "Dear, a parent of one of your pupils is outside in the hall and wants to talk with you," she said kindly. "Oh, thanks. Surely there is someone from Vida's, because today she was not in the class," I say and walk to the hall.
Then I see him.
He is standing at the window, with his hands in his pockets, with his back turned to me. When I intend to turn around and quietly return back to the staff room, he spoke: "Wait. I need to talk to you," he said and turned. He looks so perfect again.
I try not to undress him with my eyes, but I am pretty sure that I do not succeed. And he smells so nice again. My heart beats so fast and so loud that I am convinced that it can be heard all over the school.
"I will only talk about Adrian. I hope You came for that," I say when he laughs: "Please, don't address me formally."
"I am at work," I say decisively, "do You want to see your nephew's grades?" I ask.
"If this is a condition for a conversation, then yes," he says and leans against the wall.
What if you leaned me against the wall and f*cked me at that moment?
"Cristina?" he calls me and wakes me up of my dirty thoughts. "Yes, I'll be right back," I say and walk in the staff room to take a markbook. I stop in front of the mirror to fix my hair and my shirt. I know I shouldn't, but I open another button. Then I step back to the hall. He is sitting on the bench and waiting on me. Now he quickly gets up. "If You like, we can walk to the café," I say, when I step past him. "Sure. I know one excellent two streets away," he said when he caught me. "I am at work," I say again, "I mean a school café in the cellar," I say and walk downstairs. When we got there, it is empty. "Oh, there's no one serving?" he asks, when he sees that we are completely alone. "No, we have a coffee machine. What do You drink?"
"Black. Don't be formal. We're alone here," he says when he sit at one of the tables. "I am still at work. Here," I answer and put a cup with coffee in front of him. I wait for mine and then I sit opposite to him. I open the markbook and browse his nephew's name. Adrian Tevez.
"I couldn't know that you're related," I say, when I show him the grades. "Yeah, my sister is married. You really couldn't know," he smiles. I quickly nod: "Well, as You can see, your nephew has very good grades. He is very clever and learns fast. He is a little reserved in communication, but with little exercise at home, he will quickly become more independent," I explain to him, and when I look at him, I am convinced that he didn't even listen to me. I lower my eyes and I jerkily close the markbook.
"You only had one button open before, and now you have two. Could you open the others?" he says and leans toward me and caresses my cheek to my lips with his finger. I close my eyes: "Mr. Lorenzo," I say quietly, when I feel his breath right on my lips. "I love it when you call me like that."
I quickly open my eyes and before he kisses me, I get up, so the chair loudly fell on the ground. "I-I have to go," I stutter. "Hey, I and Adrian would like to invite you to dinner," he said. "I can't," I respond quickly. "Here is my number. If you change your mind, call me," he said, giving me a note. Without words, I put it in a pocket of my jeans and walk to the glass door: "I hope You'll find the way back," I say and not to look at him, I leave.

*

When I am returning from work, I stop at the mall. Before I leave the car, I call Ms. Lupe. "Yes, dear?" she answers. "I am going to the mall, do you need anything?" I ask. "Oh, you're very nice. Some milk and fresh bread. Oh, and two cans for the cat."
I smile: "Okay, see you."
Just when I hang up and walk to the mall where I take the trolley, my phone rings. It's Andres.
"Hello?" I say. "Ciao, amore. I'm back from Italy. Can I see you? I have a surprise for you and I would like to taste your sweet lips after a long time."
"I am at the mall. When I am finish, I put things at home and I'll come to you. Do you need something?"
"Only you," he said and hang up.
He will never change. I put my phone in my pocket and devote myself to shopping.
I am driving home twenty minutes later. I park on the sidewalk, I take the bags and walk to my apartment, where I quickly put the meat and eggs in the fridge and leaving the rest on the counter. I lock the door and knock at Lupe's.
"Come in!" she calls as I enter. Every time I come to her, everything is glittering and everything is cleaned. "Hello, here are your things," I say at the door. "Thank you. Let me pay you. You know which one is your slippers," she said kindly. "I am in a hurry. You'll pay me the next time," I say. "Where are you going?" she asks. "Andres is back."
"Oh, I see. Enjoy," she winks, when I close the door.
I quickly get to the car and drive to the other side of the city. Since there is no parking place in front of his building, I leave the car on the other side of the road. I take my handbag and walk to the entrance where I bell. "Tina?" he asks out of the door phone." Yes," I say and I hear the electronic door unlocking. I walk upstairs to the first floor. The door is open. "Hi," I say when I get in. "I'm in the bedroom!" he calls. I close the door and walk down the hall to the room and look inside. He is laying on the bed. Totally naked. I laugh: "Seriously?"
"My love. I missed you so much," he said when he got up and walked to me. He's freshly tanned. "I heard you got a job," he said, and started opening my buttons. I nod. "Well, take I look what I have for you in this box," he said and handed it to me. I open the lid and see the uniform. "School uniform?" I ask. "Mhmmm, sexy school uniform. Dress it up and be my naughty student," he said and took off my shirt. "Okay," I say and I step into the living room where I change. If this will raise up our relationship, okay. I look myself in the mirror and I feel sexy. I step into the bedroom, I turn around and bend to the floor. I shake with my ass. "Rawr," he roar, "come here I can't wait any longer."
He pulls me on the bed and impales me on him. "You're still taking contraception, right?" he asked when I nod. He starts to thrust in me on a million different positions. After half an hour he reach the climax. "What is wrong with you?" he asks when I look at him tiredly. "Are you sick? You didn't cum, right?"
No, I didn't. Except that I really felt sexy in this uniform, there was nothing else that I would enjoy having sex with my boyfriend. "You need to go to the doctor. I cannot be with a girl who doesn't reach the orgasms."
Oh, really? I get up, I rip off my uniform and I get dressed.
"Did you ever think that something is wrong with you?" I ask. "With me?" he asks me back and strokes his dick. "Definitely nothing wrong with me," he proudly said. "What an ass!!" I yell and grab my handbag. "Where are you going?!"he shouts behind me. "To a doctor who will lead me to such an orgasm so I will scream of pleasrue so badly, that you can hear me to here!!!!!!" I shout and slam the door behind me.
"Jerk," I say when I get downstairs, across the street and into the car. I pull out a crinkly note from my pocket and a phone from my handbag and call Jorge.
"Hi, it's Tina. My plans have changed. Can I join you for a dinner?"