Regina briskly walked up the pathway to her humble la bode. She slammed her mansion door and immediately walked up the marble staircase. Her breathing was heavy and she knew why. Her student had officially entered her thoughts in an inappropriate way and and actually aroused her enough to react to her touch. Regina felt sick. She felt like she had betrayed their trust when all Emma was doing was trying to help her. She felt dirty. She tried to calm herself immediately stripping and turning on the shower in her en felt like she needed to clean herself. Remove Emma's touch.
Regina cursed herself as she hopped into the rapidly cascading water. As the water hit her skin she closed her eyes wishing for her brain to tell her lies that she wasn't developing… that she hadn't developed romantic feelings for Miss Swan. She picked up her sponge and lathered i with the Dove soap bar she had left on the dish. She ran the sponge over her breasts, ignoring her rock hard peaks. She threw her head back and dropped the sponge. This wasn't working. She turned off the shower and grabbed her dressing gown. She walked into her bedroom and sat on her side of the Queen size double. Her dark short hair dripped onto her face as her handbag caught her eye on the ground where she had discarded it so abruptly. She opened it and began rummaging for her phone when something else caught her eye. Emma's copybook.
She dropped her bag onto the floor as she held Emma's copybook in her hands. She paused for a moment as she pictured the blonde getting so worked up over it. Regina took a deep breath as the curiosity rose from her toes reaching her hands and eyes. She exhaled and lay back against her pillow and opened the copybook. A few pages immediately fell onto her lap as it was clear the copybook was in some kind of war between the two students and her own heel. She grabbed her reading glasses from her bedside table and began to read one of the torn pages.
Last night I had that dream again… I woke up drenched I felt she had touched me. Her brown eyes watching me as I become dismantled by her bringing me over the edge!
Regina's eyes flashed as she rapidly grabbed another page.
Miss M.
The way she smiles my eyes go blind
All my fears are left behind
Her eyes are chocolate and her voice so low
With hair as dark as a crow
How I long to hold her close
To tell her how I really feel
That all of this isn't real
To not be a student anymore
That's she's the one I've been waiting for
Regina's hands were beginning to shake as the confusion was becoming apparent. She urgently grabbed another page.
I couldn't help myself. I felt disrespectful to have these thoughts about her… I wanted to touch myself so badly… but I felt like that would be disrespectful. Am I crazy? The thought of our lips meeting each other makes me wet. I want to tell her how I feel.
Regina flicked to the next page.
In my dream I came so hard I called out her name… REGINA.
Regina dropped the copybook as she rapidly acknowledged the pooling hot liquid between her know aching thighs. She bit her lip as she opened her dressing gown exposing her hard nipples to the cool air. Regina's breathing had started to get faster as she tried to process what was happening and without a second thought her middle finger traced her soaked entrance. She bucked and leaned into her pillow. Her eager finger began to rub her clit with earnest and she let out a loud high pitched moan. She lifted her left hand and entered herself with ease thrusting against her finger and adding another as she built up a steady rhythm.
Emma pulled up across the street. She wanted to make sure she was okay before she rang the doorbell so she decided to climb the rose trellis and hoist herself onto the balcony. Emma leaned on her hands and she crawled onto the concrete ledge, noting the flower boxes and deck chair. She could she a lamp on and crept toward the wall leaning slightly to look into the pain of glass on the white wood doors. Emma's mouth dropped as she immediately looked away. She cursed herself as she felt her thighs tighten letting the wetness fill her underwear. She threw her eyes up and began to crawl back down the trellis when Regina's cries of ecstasy made her look as she thought she heard her say her name. Emma watched as Regina arched off the bed.
"Oh Em-ma! Emma!
Emma trembled as her hand squeezed the door frame. An electric force hit the blonde as the wetness in her underwear pooled rapidly. She shut her eyes as Regina hopped off the bed. She waited till she heard the shower and practically jumped down the trellis. How the hell was she going to knock at her front door now?