What Really Goes on in the Classroom

By MaryMagdalene912

Disclaimer: Yet another unfortunate reminder that the characters do not belong to me sob I wish they did though! Don't we all…

Chapter 2

Darien slammed down his case on the dining table.

"Where's my coffee?" he grunted as he sat down on the couch. Like a zombie, he flicked through the TV channels as he placed his feet up on the coffee table. He could hear bustling around the kitchen, but his coffee didn't come anytime soon. He grunted impatiently.

"It's coming, alright! So be quiet!" came the snapped reply. His wife, Leah, came into the room. She held an apron that she had been wearing earlier in one hand, and in the other she held the coffee. Her back was straight as she walked, always the model she once was, and she wore a revealing top with jeans, which was simple but eye-catching. She flipped her dark, cherry coloured hair and rolled her eyes at Darien, still acting like an insolent teenager. "Can't you get up and make your own coffee if you're so impatient?" but she said it with a teasing, seductive smile. It was Darien's turn to roll his eyes.

A couple of years ago, Darien had met Leah at his college and they had fallen deeply and madly in love, or so Leah thought. For Darien, it was pure, driven lust. She was a model, and a breathtaking one at that, with a figure to drop dead for and brains, too, surprisingly! But it was the blue eyes that had made him stay with her for that long. He was a sucker for blue eyes, but they had to be the right shade. Too bad Serena had the right shade… Anyway, the marriage had seemed so magical for a year or so, then it started to fizzle out for Darien. After marrying Darien, Leah decided she wanted to put an end to this model life, filled with sleazy photographers and dieting endlessly. Sure, there were the perks, but she wanted to settle down in a family life with kids. Kids. That's where Darien did not agree with her. He hated kids, the little ones, and usually teenagers too (Serena was an exception), and Leah seemed to always annoy the hell out of him with nothing but talk of making babies all day. He was quickly running out of excuses as to why not to have a baby, because Leah would not accept the reason that he hated kids. "Nonsense," she'd say, "Just wait till I have one, and you'll be enchanted by the little one!"

"Darien," she whispered into his ear, lacing her fingers into his. "As soon as you're finished with the coffee, come upstairs ok? I have a surprise for you." She bit her bottom lip and winked at him, sashaying off to the bedroom. Darien scowled. Did they always have to have to sex for a purpose? Couldn't it just be to enjoy it? He sipped the coffee, taking as long as possible, and then the end came. He stood up, sighed and went to the bathroom. Opening the medicine cabinet, he picked up a small square packet and put it in his pocket, and strode to the bedroom. He wasn't going to have children, not if he could help it! He knocked first, and then opened the door. He was greeted by a tremendous sight.

Leah was lying on the bed, naked, and she was surrounded by flowers thrown all around the bed. But the astonishing thing was, she was covered in chocolate, and garnished with cherries and whipped cream. Darien grinned slowly and walked towards her.

Leah held up a hand. "Uh-uh-uh! You gotta undress first, baby!" Still not taking his eyes off hers, Darien loosened his tie and lifted it over his head. Next, he unbuttoned his shirt carefully, and let it slide to the floor. Leah watched his long, tanned fingers undo his trousers and smiled seductively at him.

Darien, in the nude now, walked over to her, the forgotten little packet in his trouser pocket. He leant down and started licking the chocolate off her stomach, starting with eating the chocolate covered cherry first. Above him, Leah giggled. "Hey, that tickles!" He slowly went upwards towards her breasts, and took one of her chocolate-and-whipped-cream-covered nipples into his mouth and began to suck it. Leah moaned above him and dug her fingers into his jet black hair. Slowly, Darien snaked two fingers down lower, tracing circles in the chocolate as he went. Having reached their destination, he stroked between her legs, watching her arch off the bed with a cry. Darien took the opportunity to slip one finger between her folds, slowly massaging her clitoris. Back and forth, back and forth he went, building up what he hoped was a dizzying tension. But Leah, though breathless and out of her mind with desire, stopped him.

"Wait! Let me do something." Without waiting for a reply from the slightly shocked Darien, she pulled him closer. Pushing him down onto the bed, she grabbed the can of whipped cream on the bedside table. She sprayed it right on his hardening flesh, and bent down to lick it all off. Darien recovered from his shock and smiled. Wow. Leah had never done something so brave before.

Leah was sucking harder and faster, her breathing coming out shallow, her hair circling her face. When she had licked all of the whipped cream off him, she moved upwards so that her lips were pressing on his. They shared a kiss of heated passion, and Darien moved one hand down between her legs and one between his own. He began to flick his thumb over her clit and pleasure himself. LEAH noticed what he was doing, and without breaking from the kiss, she took his hand away and placed hers there, running her fingers around his penis, sometimes applying pressure, sometimes not. Darien was moaning against her, and she against him. They could both feel the climax nearing. And just before he came, LEAH sat up and fitted herself over him, and that was enough to send both of them over the edge, clinging to each other as they came. Suddenly, as soon as it was over, Darien pushed her off him and looked at her angrily.

"Why'd you do that? I wasn't even wearing a condom!" he ran his hand through his hair, thoroughly upset. "You're going to take the emergency pill tomorrow. I'm taking you to the doctor's first thing in the morning!"

He turned over and got out of bed, stalking angrily to the shower to wash all the chocolate off. But Leah was overjoyed. She thanked the gods above for her plan working and wished fervently that she would become pregnant.

A/N: Well, was that too bad? Let me know if you guys still think it's clichéd… I've got an idea for the plot, I think it should work! Thanks for reading, guys!

Edit: Ahhh, SO sorry guys, for the typo, I was half asleep at the time! And cheers to all of you picked it up! knocks forehead once again, sorry guys!