Tori strutted down the hall on the way to her next class. She'd been feeling good ever since last week when Mr. Oliver had fucked her on his office desk. She knew going in that that may happen, but she had no idea just how good it would be.
Ever since then, her body had been on fire, and she was eagerly anticipating the next time. Of course, their little secret had to stay just that, a secret. There were serious consequences for a student teacher relationship, but the suspense made their sexual tension all the more exciting. She was happy, and it showed.
Her friends complimented her in the hall, "You're glowing Tori!" they said. Boys winked at her as she went, probably because of how she'd been wearing her uniform recently. Her A line plaid skirt was just long enough to cover her ass. She wore heels, and her white blouse was unbuttoned to the middle of her chest. She felt her breasts bouncing in her push up bra as she walked.
Tori stopped at her classroom door, turned and went in. Mr. Oliver stood at the front of the class, maintaining eye contact with her lusty eyes as she walked past him and took her seat at the back of the class.
Her eyes flashed with playfulness as she looked at him. He began his lesson, trying to avoid looking at her as much as possible. For the sake of his job he need to keep composed when around his other students. Tori made that difficult.
She crossed and uncrossed her tan legs through out the lesson, giving him sneak peeks of her tiny underwear here and there. When she sat down, her skirt hardly covered much. She played with her hair, twirling it around her finger and smirking at him. When he was getting good at looking away, she rested her hand on her neck. Sliding it down her neckline, she slipped her hand into her bra. She cupped her own breast, arousing herself. That caught his attention. He watched and taught at the same time, seeing her massage herself and the pale skin of her breast peeking out of her shirt. He was going crazy.
The lesson ended shortly after, and Beck waited impatiently for the class to empty. Tori, as usual, stayed put in her seat. She watched Beck close the door and shut the blinds. Then he slowly walked towards her and took a seat on the desk in front of her.
"Tori." He said.
"Mr. Oliver." Tori leaned forward.
Silence. He watched her eyes for a few moments. Then she stood up and walked into his arms. With him sitting on the desk the two were at eye level. He enveloped her in his arms, wrapping them tightly around her waist. His kissed her passionately and his scruff tickled Tori's face.
She wrapped her hands around his neck, and kissed him back aggressively, needing him. "Beck," she whispered pleadingly against his lips. He paused, not used to hearing his first name on her lips. He decided he liked it.
He pulled her in closer, sliding his hands down to her ass. He kissed her again before saying, "Tori, I want this. I want you. But we can't do it here." The bell rang signaling the start of the next period.
Everything about Beck and his husky voice made Tori want to do it right there anyway. She just looked at him as he stood up. He looked as though he was going to leave, when he leaned down and spoke in a deep, low voice in her ear.
"Meet me on the corner, two blocks away after school. I'll pick you up." Then he was gone.
A/N: Well hey there guys. Hope you like this chapter, I know its been ages, but you know. Better late than never I hope. Let me know what you think in the reviews! Things will be getting friskaay in the next installment of this wonderous sexual fantasy of how Victorious should have actually been. Haha. Till next time! Thanks for reading.
