The Thermometer Might Just Break

He couldn't focus today in class. It wasn't because the material was boring or that his girlfriend was sitting next to him. Nope, it was a little thing called 93°F during the second to last week of classes before summer break.

"Damn it, why did it have to be the hottest day of the year?" Tyler grumbled as he fanned himself with the collar of his button down shirt. He could feel sweat gathering behind his collar and he reached into his backpack for his water bottle.

"No kidding," Indina, his girlfriend, replied. She fanned herself with her hand quickly and shifted her position on her seat.

It was about mid sip when her movement made him quickly swallow and stop what he was doing. All she had done was move forward in her place on the lecture hall bench but her uniform skirt lifted up slightly, revealing the upper area of her thighs. He felt rude for staring but it was the thought of what was underneath her skirt that made him pause and look. His cheeks flushed slightly and he was startled by the sound of the bell.

Indina smoothed her skirt down to its normal place before gathering up her messenger bag. Tyler quickly looked away and began packing up too.

"So we're studying today, right?" she asked him.

"Oh, um yeah," he replied.

"Library, right?"

"Uh..." he stalled. He couldn't believe he was saying this but he found himself asking if she'd be okay with studying at his house.

"Yeah that's cool," she said as she rose from her seat. "You sure your folks are going to be okay with that?"

Tyler swallowed hard and forced himself to smile. He had never had her over yet in the 4 months they had dated. It had always been hanging out at school, Nicky's, or some restaurant for a date. He wasn't comfortable with introducing her to his parents, who immediately would worry about a girl coming into their family who would quickly learn about The Power. He had recently phased to the stronger, more addictive version of it when he turned 18 about 2 weeks ago. It had been an intense feeling that was a cross between being trapped in a pressure chamber and being electrocuted that his parents had witnessed and stood by to protect him in case anything were to go wrong.

"Yeah its fine," he replied. "They actually are on a business trip in Milan and won't be back for 3 more weeks."

Indina blinked at that number and let out a low whistle. "Wow, that's a long time to be away from your kid," she remarked. "Hey, this isn't a fib, right?"

He shook his head no as it was true. The only people in the house were some servants and one head chef.

"No, I swear."

She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as they walked out to the student parking lot. Tyler smiled back at her but inside, he felt his stomach turn into Jell-O. He was nervous for several reasons. One, she knew he and his friends, better known as The Sons of Ipswich, were wealthy but she had never seen how much so. Two, the last time he had been truly alone with her in a private place was when she had met him in the boys' locker room 4 months ago. Three, he hoped that he could keep his emotions in check.

He liked her a lot and didn't want to push the relationship too far. Even though he was surprised that she let him go as far as they did when they first discovered that they liked each other, he was concerned about going as far as last time. Sure, they kissed, held hands, and hugged but he hadn't been intimate with her since the locker room episode. Part of him was worried that she had been polite but might be bored by him at this point.

The drive to his house seemed like a blur and in a daze, he clicked the garage opener to raise the door and park his Hummer. He didn't even hear his servants welcome him home as he entered with Indina and headed upstairs to his room.

"Yeah, um sorry for the crazy entrance," he mumbled as he closed the door to his bedroom behind her.

"Don't worry about it," she replied. "It's a nice house and your staff are quite friendly." She flashed him a sweet smile and he offered her a chair to sit in. She settled into the chair and the edge of her skirt came up to her upper mid-thigh. He forced himself to keep his eyes on the chair he was getting for himself.

She wasn't the type to wear granny panties but rather sensuous silk and lace g-strings. He had noticed that the under part of her skirt closest to the chair was even pushed up to around her high thigh. The thought of her skin on the leather chair cushion made him hot.

"You okay Tyler?" she asked him curiously.

"Huh? Oh, um yeah I'm good," he stammered. "Is it hot in here? I'll go open a window." He moved away from his chair and began unlocking the top right window of his room. He tried to push the raunchy thought of his girlfriend in her panties sitting on that chair out of his mind but it continued to linger. He swallowed as he felt his lower half ache and harden at the thought of it.

Damn it. He didn't want to have a boner in front of his girlfriend, at least not now. He forced himself to focus on opening the window a crack to allow fresh air to come in.

"You want to start studying now?" he asked her as he sat back down.

"Sure," she said as she opened her book. She flipped to a section in the middle and asked him, "What war was happening in the 1960s?"

"Vietnam War," he replied as he settled into his seat.

She nodded before flipping to another section. "So Tyler, you're not a fan of the heat, are you?"

He nearly jumped at her comment and reddened. "What? What makes you say that?"

She stopped looking through the book and closed it carefully while looking him in the eye. "Let's see," she began. "You kept fanning yourself during class. You immediately jumped up to open a window. Oh, and you keep looking at my skirt when I sit down.

He felt his throat tighten at her last comment. "I didn't mean to," he mumbled. "It's an accident, I swear."

She snorted and put her book back in her bag. He knew it, she thought he was such a loser that she wanted to just leave now. Indina stood up from her chair and took a seat on Tyler's lap which threw him for a loop. If his face wasn't red before, it sure had to be now.

"Whhooaa there!" he stammered as she settled on his lap. "If you're mad at me about the skirt staring then-"

"No its not that," she reassured him. "Tyler, I hope you don't find me a tramp for wanting this but, I sort of missed the action that we had in the locker room 4 months ago."

"What?"

"I, I mean it," she said as she suddenly looked to the side. "I know its not very ladylike to say that but it was...good. I mean, I liked that you knew where to find my sweet spot."

He smirked at her words and swiftly slid his hand beneath her skirt and into her lacy panties. His fingers pressed inside of her and began rubbing her clit. Before she could let out a moan, he pressed his lips against hers, his fingers tickling and teasing her all the while. He could feel her hips move into his hand, grinding with the motion of his fingers. He could feel her muscles tensing up and she was close to climaxing but he decided to tease her a little. He slid his fingers out of her and slowly broke off the kiss.

"You had to tease me didn't you?" she asked.

He playfully nipped her ear and leaned in close. "Well it was hot watching you squirm a little," he said in her ear. "Besides, aren't I allowed to tease you a bit?"

Her eyes narrowed at him and she smirked a little before rubbing up against his lower half. He gasped in surprise and bit his lip, trying to contain himself.

"Well if you're going to play that way," she began as she grinded against his hips playfully, "then I guess I'll have to get you back for that."

"I, I wouldn't do that if I were you," he warned her as he felt his pants bulge harder with every grind. "It's dangerous to do that to me."

Indina's eyes glittered a bit as she rubbed her backside against him once more. "Oh and what are you going to do about it?"

Tyler narrowed his eyes as he in one swift motion carried her over to his bed, placed her down on it, and quickly undid every button on her uniform blouse and the zipper on her skirt. She blinked in amazement at the speed he did it at and he bent over her, giving her kisses starting on her cheek and working down. He pressed his lips to the side of her neck as he slipped his fingers back into her and resumed what he was doing before. She gasped as he continued to kiss her passionately, working down to her chest and lingering there for a while. He was proud of his handiwork as he didn't mind seducing his girlfriend and watching her enjoy the pleasure.

She slid her hand over his zipper area and he paused briefly, breathlessly awaiting her move. He heard the zipper move down and suddenly felt her hand massaging his hard-on through his boxers. It was in short circular motions which felt tingly and heady for him to experience. But he wasn't anticipating her sudden grasp on his hard-on through his boxers which made him push his fingers roughly into her. She whimpered as she came and he gasped for air as he came in his boxers.

He lay down beside her, his face flushed. No girl had ever done that to him. Not that he ever had any other girls that he became that intimate with before but it was...whoa. Thoughts rushed through his head, all of them very sexual and many of them involving him roughly pushing his hard-on into her and thrusting into her until she cried out.

She must have seen his expression for she rolled over on her side and stared knowingly at him. She slid her fingers under the waistband of her lace thong and flirtatiously asked, "Want these to come off?"

He rolled over on his side and smiled devilishly at her.

"Actually, I could stand to see it all come off," he said.