Wizened by Age (Student/Teacher)

Chapter Four - A Flirty Feeling

MR TERRY'S POV

 

I woke up, wiped a sorry spot of sweat from my greasy forehead and eyed myself lustfully in the mirror. The red rim around my eyes really brought out the blue - the question was, did I enchant her like I enchanted myself?

I shook the thought away. It was a game to her, she was too young, it just couldn't be-

And she was taken by Larry. My Cody was taken by Larry-

Wait. My Cody? I couldn't think of her like that. She was a student, a thirteen-year-old student. And I was 56. Was it too much?

I fingered my razor carefully, easing stumpy grey stubble off my chin. Or would she liked the stubbled look? The question swam in my head, her face floating in my mind as it did so. I could see her puckered lips right now, leaning into my chest hair, and that short, sexy wink she gave me-

I jolted. The razor cut across my cheek and with a yelp of pain I noticed a trickle of red blood run down my cheek. Trickle.

I dabbed it away carefully with a tissue, and glanced at my watch. Five minutes til work! How had I wasted so much time just thinking of her? I leaned into the mirror, stroking the reflection of my face. There was a rather handsome scar left there. I felt like a warrior.

I was ready.

I licked my lips and left the house, before getting into my slate-blue Honda. I started the engine, the rumble that began echoing that of my stomach, and the pleasure I felt when I was near Cody. I was hungry for her.

The day dragged out as I waited with anticipation for my year nine class- my Cody Class as I had nicknamed them- she was the only one I noticed, after all. She walked in, pert bottom forward as she made her way to her seat. I collapsed on my desk. She was ravishing.

But she turned to me with a cold stare, and I remembered last night. The detention. Me giggling. Me so wanting her that I had to leave-

And she'd thought I'd rejected her. It hurt me that I had hurt her.

My voice wobbled, and a blob of spit landed promptly on the desk as I blurted her name in the register. The silk reply of, "Yes, sir." sent shivers down my spine, and to my front. I sat on my chair and pulled myself behind the desk to hide how much I wanted her- needed her.

I needed to be closer with her. "Miss Simonhew." I called, and she looked up. Her rabbit-like amber eyes were all over me. I knew then that she wanted me too.

"Yes, sir," her voice was like ice again. "What do you want?"

I wanted to take her, to kiss her, to marry her and have her children. I wanted to own her. I wanted the fire that I felt right now to be inside her, I wanted her to feel it too. I wanted her to know me, and I wanted her to see me for the man I could be. I just wanted to spend time with her.

Stop. You're only hurting yourself, Frank.

"Please, baby, can you hand out these sheets." The words flew out before I could stop them, and two neat dots of red appreared on Cody's rounded cheeks. Adorable.

She look down awkwardly. "If you can't be my baby, I can't be yours."

I realised she was referring to last night, and the shame brought a fart bubbling to the surface of my body. The smell was released, and seconds later, Cody's face registered an emotion- lust?

If it was, she quickly hid it, and turned from me, bottom waggling as she handed out the sheets. When she approached Larry's table she stopped, bent down to say something to him, before his hand slid round her back. They were moaning as they kissed, and when she brought her legs round him, they fell to the floor together and resumed kissing. My eyes stung.

"S-stop," I said weakly, my voice unhead above their screaming. The class began to move away from them, eyes glued to the now scantily-clad students before them. "S-s-stop," I repeated, my little friend flopping from his high and mighty position.

But they continued, until I was so angry, I burst between them, my chubby fist making instant contact with a greasy nose. A patch of Larry's puss squashed between my fingers as a satisfying 'crack' noise was heard. He yelped back in pain, and Cody turned to me angrily.

"What was that for, Frank!?" her voice split through me. "What's wrong with showing love?"

Love. That word hit me. I wanted to be her love- not that whingey young pin!

"Class is dismmised, except for Cody and Larry. Everyone else- get out!" I didn't care that the lesson had barely started. I just needed to be alone with Cody. Which meant I would have to get rid of Larry somehow.

"Alicia!" I called, as a petite ginger girl turned from the room. "I think Larry's hurt. Can you take him to the nurse? Say he got into a fight with another pupil."

Alicia looked down nervously. She wasn't bold like my Cody.

"Please," I continued, voice wobbling. "I don't want him hurt." my thighs wobbled. "I know I acted rashly. But I can't lose my job." I couldn't lose Cody. "I'll give you an A."

Alicia's features brightened at that. "Of course, sir. My mum will be chuffed if I get an A!" With that she scooped Larry up in her arms and carried him out of the room, leaving me and a bewildered Cody.

The tension fizzled between us.

In a flash, her hand was raised to my cheek to slap me, but a moment before she gave in, hand falling on my chest. It caressed the hairs that now stood up.

"Why did you do that?" she asked, twirling her fingers around my chest hairs.

For a moment I couldn't find the words, but then they came, "I love you."

She breathed in. Her chest expanded, her diaphragm tightened and all at once she leapt on me, moist lips hitting my cheeks. She noticed the cut, and pulled back, stroking it. "Frank... how?"

"This morning," I sighed, "thinking about you. Thinking about last night."

She looked down. "Why did you leave me."

"Babe," the word was foreign on my lips. "Because I was so- it was so- It was too much, too fast. The feelings I felt, I couldn't deal with them. I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean to snap, but I need to know. Are you serious about your love for me?"

The words hung in the air for a moment.

"Yes," she whispered, and we kissed. It was proper this time, smooth and slow, her young skin pressed against my double chin. Her hand snaked across my belly, as we engulfed one another. I didn't want to break away.

The bell rang, and we dashed apart.

"That was the best," Cody's breathing was heavy, "But I have to go- Geography."

Doubt churned in my stomach. The geography department were, well... stunning. What if Cody fell for Mr Magham?

She walked away, unaware of my worry. Her bum was poised, and I knew it was mine.

Just before she left, I skipped forward and pinched it, hard enough to leave a bruise. I wanted to leave a mark on her. She was mine.