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S&M

Mercedes was able to justify the fact that she was standing in front of Sam Evans front door because she hadn't thanked him properly for helping her secure her new job; even if it was the most hellish occupation on the face of the earth. Since her mother had emphasised good manners growing up, it was almost against her moral values not to show up. It was her mother's good breeding that also explained the bag of frozen totes in her head. All this had nothing to do with the fact that a strong part of her wanted to rip off the buttons of his shirt.

She pressed the door bell and was surprised at the sudden explosion of barking. Sam had a dog? Actually by the sound of it he had a couple.

"Salt, Pepper! Ssshhh!"

Mercedes chuckled. So the sexy, charming teacher had two dogs named Salt and Pepper? And everyone said she was lame. Honestly people need to readjust their perceptions of her because everyone had got it all wrong. She was cool, calm and collected most to the time.

"Hiiiya!"

Who was she? When did she become a 'Hiiiya' woman? She could never pull that off! The beat of silence that they were now experiencing was damn proof of that.

"Hey Mercedes"

At least he was smiling and not totally judging her. Although he was not in a position to judge considering he had two dogs under each of his arms named Salt and Pepper.

Was he going to let her in?

It wasn't like it was freezing outside, but it was still….outside. Mercedes shifted her weight as he and his dogs blocked the door way. Was he actually surprised she'd show up and made other plans? She took in his attire, grey sweat pants and a long sleeve navy t-shirt. Seriously he was trying to seduce her in that? Ok maybe it was kind of working

"Please, come in"

She gave a tight smile but remained standing on his porch. He still hadn't moved.

"Should I use the back door or something?"

She asked, unsure why he was acting all creepy like. Realising what he was doing her grinned her favourite smile and more himself out of the door way. The dogs in his arms wriggling like mad to greet their new guest.

His house was clean and blue.

Very blue.

Mercedes honestly felt like she was diving in the middle of the ocean. Clearly he was no interior designer because he totally stuffed up rule number one. Never own a couch exactly the same colour as the wall.

Mercedes just kind of stood in his living room, unsure what to do. The plastic bag that contained the tots was still wrapped around her wrist and her coat was still on. Sam seemed to like her idea of just standing because he was doing the same thing; except he added staring at her…and the two dogs.

"Ok, you know what? Clearly you don't want me here. So I'm just going to leave the tots and go back home"

"You bought me tots?"

He asked, smiling again.

Seriously? She threatens to go home and all he cared about was the frozen potatoes. Cleary she had read this whole situation wrong and needed to just get home and die of shame.

"Yes, they are a thank you gift for getting me the job"

"You hate that job but"

Mercedes pursed her lips and then realised what she was doing. Such a Mrs Jones move!

"Yes, but I needed a job and even though it sucks the hours are good for Eli"

"But the money is shit"

Ok, this was crazy. She accepted his dinner invitation despite everything and now she as standing in his too blue house trying to thank him and he is being a jerk.

"Ok, yes but it's better than my income before which was literally zero dollars. Why are you being a jerk!"

"I'm not being a jerk"

He quickly defended.

"I was just wondering why you were thanking me"

"Because I'm being polite!"

Mercedes dumped the plastic bag on his blue couch and made her way to storm out the front door. He casually stopped her by blocking the hallway.

"Please don't go. I don't even know why I said that. Sometimes I don't think before I speak. Just like that whole 'aren't you too young to be a mother' thing"

His green eyes were literally swirling.

Swirling with emotion.

Mercedes had to swallow to gather herself because those eyes were going to put her under.

"Ok. Forgiven. What's for tea?"

S&M

Dinner was…interesting. Mercedes was sure he was just cooking whatever was in his freezer and was calling it a meal. The meal also included her thankyou tots and Mercedes had to admit she was having a good time.

It seems like Seduction Sam only existed on school property, which Mercedes found really disconcerting considering it was a primary school. The Sam that sat across from her on the blue couch, showing off how many tots he could fit into his mouth was kind of a dork. He was funny and he had her laughing.

"Seed? Book hay manny I bot in!"

Mercedes clutched her sides. Apart of her was worried that he was going to choke and she'd have to explain what she was doing in the living room of her son's dead teacher, but most of her was pretty amazing. He did have a shocking large mouth.

She watched as he slowly chewed and swallowed all the tots. Ok, that was really disgusting, especially when some potato juice dribbled out the corner of his mouth.

Sighing she put her plate on the coffee table and grabbed her napkin. She slid forward towards him and used the napkin to wipe his mouth. He finger brushed his lip and suddenly it was game on and he was kissing her finger. Ok, now he was sucking it.

Mercedes wasn't 100 percent sure how to deal with what was happening. So she just sat there watching as her finger was being pumped by his lips. She knew it was supposed to be sexy, she had read books describing this before and it all seemed like a big turn on. Now that it was actually happening to her though? She couldn't think of anything less sexy. In fact she was thinking that if Eli ever put a girl through this, she'd happily kill him.

Eli!

Damn she was a mother! And this was his teacher! Her co-worker!

She closed her eyes and tried to remember all the reasons as to why this was a bad idea.

For some reason Sam must have taken her closed eyes as a sign of pleasure and released her finger, only to edge closer to her in an attempt to capture her lips. She opened her eyes to see his face coming towards her and instinctively shoved her finger back into his mouth. His eyes flew open at the action and he froze watching her carefully.

"No"

She said firmly and he rolled his eyes.

He actually rolled his eyes at her.

"No, this can't happen"

She repeated.

"Why not?"

He pouted and Mercedes sighed as she patted him on the head.

"Is because I have no game?"

Mercedes chuckled

"Um you have game! All this week you have been showing off you game. Even just then with that finger thing….that was pretty hot"

Why was she comforting this man? This afternoon he was the picture of confidence and now suddenly in the comfort of his own living room he falls apart?

"The finger thing was pretty hot"

He agreed and Mercedes suddenly felt bad for lying. What if he tried it again? How could she stop herself from laughing?

"It's just I really thought about it and they whole being my sons teacher thing is a dangerous game"

"You said though, we could work around me wanting to sleep with you…we could just keep it a secret?"

Was this guy really hard up for sex or something? Surely she wasn't that much of a siren that the man was willing to give up his dignity to get her naked. It was actually kind of sweet. He must not realise what a freaking Adonis he was himself. This is why it was so important to promote self-esteem for Eli. To stop him from becoming a mess of man like Sam was in front of her.

Oh no.

Sam

S-A-M

A three letter name.

Her mother was right!
Eli was screwed.

"Why do you want this so bad?"

She asked, curiosity killing her. Sam just shrugged and looked to the floor.

"I kinda of really like you"

"Then what was with all the weirdness when I arrived?"

She was breaking every rule Cosmo every taught her about men. She was being way to direct, but hey she was sick of beating around the bush.

"I don't know. You make me shy and you are like really hot"

He shrugged and spun those eyes back to hers.

Damn she never had a chance.

S&M

It was hard to get sexy when there were two little dogs barking and growling and attempting to make their way onto the bed.

"I'm sorry, they sleep here. They just want to join"

He recaptured her lips and his hands gripped the belt loops of her jeans. Mercedes insides where literally melting at the feel of him withering underneath her. Reality was nothing like her X-rated dreams.

His large hands were now slipping up her t-shirt and caressing her back. God there was something about his skin on hers that made her shiver. If she didn't have a child she would have safety assumed he'd think she was a virgin they was she carrying on. His hands slowly slipped up to the clasp of her bra. His fingers ran across the six hooks and she stilled. She wriggled slightly to somehow more his hands from her bra, but he was undeterred.

Suddenly she was panting for a whole different reason. If he saw the bra she had on, it was game over. She stops being the sexy crush that turned him on and become a motherly figure that was trying to get her creepy mack on. She cursed herself, both past and present versions. She had purposely worn the dated nursing bra that she had worn four years ago to stop her from getting into this exact position! The plan would have worked to if she hadn't been such a stupid idiot and forgotten that she had it on.

"You know what would be sexy?"

She murmured against his lips.

"If we just kept like all our tops on….hmmm how does that sounds?"

"That sounds like a terrible, terrible idea"

He murmured back, although he was hard to hear over the barking dogs.

His hands moved from the back of her bra, to the front of her breasts and Mercedes couldn't help the involuntary bucking of her hips as he squeezed them

"See? It looks like you don't want to keep our shirts on either…"

He squeezed them again and Mercedes shuddered and then heard the snap of her clip. Sam was suddenly taken aback at the feel of skin.

"Did I break your bra?"

He asked worried, his eyes searching hers. Mercedes wondered how she could explain that a nuclear bomb wouldn't destroy this bra.

"No, it's ok. The cups are detachable"

She explained, trying not to look so affected by his hands holding her bare breasts. Sam's eyes widened with…excitement? He sat up, keeping her tightly on his lap and leaning against the headboard.

"Like a stripper bra? I wanna see"

No, it was nothing like a stripper bra. It was a nursing bra that allowed easy access when breast feeding. There was nothing sexy about it at all.

"Yeah…like a stripper bra"

She lied as Sam frantically tried to get her t-shirt off. He was going to be so disappointed…

"Oh my god. That's really hot"

Mercedes glanced down at her chest, wondering if they were looking at the same thing. One of her large breasts where hanging out of the unsnapped cup, while the other remained in the boring white cup. Sam quickly unsnapped the other cup and her other breast ungracefully rolled out. Now she was sitting, with her bra still on but her unsupported breasts on display. Nothing like a stripper.

"Yep that is really, really hot"

Mercedes shouldn't have been so shocked. This was the guy that found sucking her fingers sexy.

"Do you wear this every day? Like is this what is under that lunch lady uniform?"

No, usually it was a sports bra that was even more unsexy then this. Sam the freak though would probably pass out at the sight with pleasure, if he found this worn out nursing bra sexy.

"I can't decide if I just want to keep you in this or have you totally bare"

Mercedes suddenly realised that it was totally unfair that she was half naked and he sat there fully dressed. So in a fluid movement she re-joined their lips and slipped her hands under his long sleeve tee.

Damn that man.

Under all those button downs and ties was a freaking six pack. They were both panting hard now, giving the dogs below them a run for their money. He was shirtless and she was still in her nursing bra. Something that she really wanted to take off, so she did. Sam practically exploded with happiness.

He rolled them over and now he was on top. Her knees where bent either side of him and she could feel him between her thighs. His lips were on her neck and she withered wildly but his strong arms kept her tight in place.

Then they started moving towards her jeans fly. He popped open the top button and her eyes flew open. Her bra wasn't the only thing she had used to deter her from having sex with Sam. Remembering the underpants she had on, she bucked wildly and Sam found himself flipped onto his back.

"What the…"

Mercedes had shoved her t-shirt back on before he could even finish the sentence. She needed to get out and stop this immediately.

Immediately

Somewhere between him shoving tots in his mouth and putting his hand on her jeans she realised she kind of liked him. The nursing bra was bad enough, if he saw what was under those jeans she'd never get another go. She'd never even be able to look at him in the eye.

So she said her good byes and fled; ignoring the barks and the call of her name with a heavy heart.

S&M

Mercedes had only known Margaret for three days but it was safe to say she hated her. She was the head lunch lady/ cook and worked the full school day. Mercedes wandering in around 1030am to help serve and set up and was heading home when the kids did. Mercedes knew that this was bone of contention for Margaret but it was really her fault that the school wasn't going to pay her for the whole day. She'd happily come in early to help Margaret heat up the mystery meat or whatever that brown stuff was but it was out of her control. So Margaret hated Mercedes and Mercedes hated Margaret right back.

"It goes vegetable, carb and meat Mercedes; dessert on the other side of the register. How have you not remembered that yet?"

Oh Mercedes did remember, she just liked the shade of red Margaret's face turned when she did something wrong.

"Sorry Margaret"

She drawled before correcting her error, smirking secretly before correcting her error. She was too occupied to realise that the kitchen had a visitor.

"No cap, no entry Mr Evans. You know the rules"

"Oh sorry Maggie"

Mercedes turned to see Sam smiling charmingly at Margaret before stepping back into the door frame.

"I was wondering if I could just borrow Ms Jones for a moment."

Margaret was smiling back at the blond and Mercedes tried to stop herself from vomiting over all the kid's food. She really didn't want to see him today.

"Sure Mr Evans, just be sure she is back before the lunch bell"

"Oh I will"

S&M

Sam wasn't talking to her. He was leading her around the maze of the school wordlessly. Yes she could see why running out of his bedroom after convincing him he was definitely going to hit it may have been offensive but wasn't the silent treatment a little juvenile?

Speaking of juvenile, why wasn't he with the kids?

"Why aren't you in class?"

She asked and received no response. He stopped wordlessly and opened a door. Mercedes glanced inside, it was a storeroom.

No, no way. No way in hell

"I'm not going in there"

"Yes you are because we have to talk"

"In a store room? Are you drunk?"

"It's private"

She sighed and walked in, delicately stepping over a mop and bucket. Damn it stunk.

"The children are in gym right now"

Mercedes nodded and he closed the door, covering them in darkness. As she listened to him fumbled around trying to find the light switch, she quickly said a pray that Shane had remembered to pack Eli's gym gear.

"I wanted to return this"

Sam said, pulling her bra…..from his pocket!

She quickly snatched it.

"Couldn't you have put in a bag or something?"

He shrugged, not caring.

"We have to talk about what nearly happened last night"

"I'm sorry ok? I just had a moment of crazy and needed to get home"

"But you wanted to do it right?"

He seemed so nervous that and now that Mercedes knew what it was like to kiss him, she just wanted to do it again.

And again

And again

And again

Damn him.

"Yeah I wanted to do it…it's just.."

"I get the complicated part. Trust me…every day I learn"

She smiled at that and she clasped his hands with her hers.

"I like being around you Mercedes"

"I like being around you too Sam"

"Then what the hell are we going to do?"

Well Mercedes was going to start wearing matching underwear sets every day. That was for sure.

S&M

"Shane, calm down. I can't hear you"

Actually Mercedes could hear Shane quite well despite his heavy breathing. She just wanted to pretend that it was happening.

"Our mothers"

He repeated

"Are hosting"

Breath

"A family dinner…"

The last part was rushed out but Mercedes heard it all well.

"Why Shane! Why! Didn't we have enough of those when we were married?"

The bliss of her make out session in the stinky store room was quickly wearing off as Shane presented her with this fresh hell.

"Eli! Smart! Moving Grade!"

Shane always spoke in short sentences when their Mothers were involved. His stress manifested in an inability to speak. Sadly, Mercedes was pro at interpreting.

"Stop this from happening Shane. Please. I way to stressed to deal with either of our mothers, let alone both at the same time"

"Cedes, it's too late"

Mercedes clutched her phone tightly

"Oh Shane"

S&M