When my alarm blared the next morning I pulled myself up, feeling my head throbbing, my brain pushing against my skull, and collapsed back down onto my back, bringing my arm up to cover my eyes. My mind reeled with the thoughts of last nights conversation with Cosima and one detail stuck out above the others.
We're on a break?!
I sat bolt upright again and pawed blindly at the space next to me, it was empty, she wasn't there and a knot formed in the pit of my stomach whilst my eyes glazed over with tears. I brought my knees up to my chin and rocked back and forth like a child crying loudly until I couldn't breath.
I dragged myself into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, my reflection stared back at me with raw red eyes and hair sticking up in every direction. Merde, I don't have time to shower. So I scraped my hair back into a lazy bun on my head and applied a light layer of foundation and mascara. Better. But I didn't look great, the mirror showed me that even with make-up, just the possibility of losing her weighed me down, and turned me into a mess. How did I get by before I met her? I pulled on some smart black jeans, boots and a blouse and left quickly after brushing my teeth.
I walked into school and saw her a few meters ahead so went to call out, but restrained myself last minute, brought my hand down from its waving position and shut my open mouth. Leave her alone for a while, my conscience told me but my arms ached for her near. I put on a brave face and walked into my classroom, preparing for the day ahead, when I heard a knock on the door, it was Angela Deangeles, the head of PE.
"Hey Delphine!" she exclaimed brightly, "I know we haven't been formally introduced, but a few of the other teachers have pointed you out to me, and we were wondering if you'd want to come out on Friday night?" I blanked at her directness, then ran a hand through my hair.
"Errrr. . . mais, oui!"I replied, "I need to meet new people I suppose, so yes! Where did you have in mind? And who are the girls?"I asked curiously and she smiled at me warmly.
"Myself, Julie, Bobby and Katheryn." My mind scoured for faces that resembled these names and drew a blank but Angela picked up on my insecurity.
"Don't worry, Julie teaches English, Bobby and Katheryn are Math." She grinned, "Okay, well, type in your number and I'll text you the details?" I took her phone in response and created a contact.
"Oh, do you mind if I bring…" Cosima, I stopped talking and fell short, you're on a break, my mind chastised, "ermmmm never mind. See you Friday!"I recovered brightly and she waved and left the room, bouncing in her sneakers.
My class came in just after she left, and I finished getting the presentation ready.
The morning went by quicker than I imagined so before long it was lunch and I was in the line buying food. I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked around, finding myself practically on top of Cosima, who was smiling softly up at me.
"I missed you last night." She whispered, never breaking eye contact, I swallowed, a mix of nerves and desire swelling in my lower body.
"I… oui, me too," I replied, my eyes to the floor, she bent down to block my line of sight.
"I'm not saying I'm cool with everything, but what would you say if I asked if you wanted to spend lunch break somewhere… else?" she stared me down, her intentions obvious in her eyes, and I felt a heat rising from the core of my being.
I silently put my tray back on the pile and walked away from her, in the direction of the nearest teacher's bathroom, knowing she'd follow and it wasn't a second before the door was shut and I was locking it that her hands were scratching up and down my body, her lips rough against my back. I gasped at her sudden ferocity and let my head fall back against her whilst she clawed at the buttons of my blouse and put her cold hands inside and under my bra, pinching my breasts and nipples, she's punishing me I thought and let her continue her assault as she forced my jean button open and quickly placed her hand in my underwear, her finger rubbing at the wetness she found there. I gasped and she instantly entered me, her fingers travelling in and out and curling upwards whilst her lips ravished my neck, her teeth biting my collar every time I made a sound, causing me to whimper.
"Don't speak." She coarsely said into my ear, "we're at work, we can't have anybody hear us, let alone you." her words half sweet, half menacing as her breath tickled my ear.
I felt my legs being to waver and she brought her other arm around to my stomach and directed me backwards away from the door, then made me face the large mirror. I stared at the wicked grin on her face in the reflection and she caught my eye, then lowered her lips to my neck and bit again, causing me to lose balance and collapse against the sink, just managing to keep myself up with my hands. Her fingers kept at work in my pants and I felt the knot in my stomach build and build, the pressure causing my whole body to tense up as I came closer and closer to the edge.
And then she was gone, her hand out of my jeans and she backed away from me. I half collapsed at the emptiness I felt and looked up in shock, and we locked eyes in the reflection, she lifted her hand and sucked her fingers, licking them clean of my essence. My breath caught in my throat. That has never looked so hot. She took a step towards me again, and lowered her voice.
"On your knees." I looked at her in shock.
"What?"
"Get. On. Your. Knees." She said slowly, her eyes on mine, her pupils as large as her iris. I did as she said, a half fear crawling up inside of me, a part of my mind linking this behaviour to Aldous, I shivered when the cold seeped through my once hot jeans and she walked over to me.
"Pull my trousers down." She commanded, and I felt my arousal coming back, no longer fearful of her force, but willing to submit to it. I slowly ran my hands up her legs, and her head tilted back. I kissed her thighs through the material and heard her sigh, then unclipped the first button and hooked my fingers through the belt loops and pulled.
I felt them get stuck, and stared up at her confused, she flashed an evil smile at me and nodded for me to pull. Which I did, and found myself face to face with a purple strap on. I fell off balance in shock and heard her chuckle.
"I've been wearing this all day, it's been hard." She laughed at her pun then went serious. "I'm going to fuck you." She whispered, adding a warning " but you have to be quiet." I pulled her trousers all the way down, giggling at the fact she had no underwear on, but a penis strapped to her body, and she stepped out of them, she offered me her hand and pulled me to my feet, then her lips continued their attack of my neck, she still hasn't kissed me yet I thought but pushed my hand between us and began to run it up and down the length of her endowment, getting a feel for its size. Bigger than Aldous I thought, and smiled at myself, because his was the largest I'd encountered before, I began to tug at my own trousers, my eagerness showing and she helped me, pulling them off quickly and then helped me sit on the sink. She molded in between my legs, twitching so the head of the strap on rubbed against me with every movement, and she lowered her head to kiss down my breasts, her hands around my back holding me in place. She looked up at me for approval and found the consent she was looking for, pushing the head into my opening. My mouth fell open at its size and she held it there, allowing me to adjust., then she began to softly move in and out of me, her hips simultaneously gyrating and thrusting, giving herself the friction she also needed for her impending release. I wrapped my legs around her waist and she picked the pace up, soon taken over by her primal instincts, slamming the thing into me again and again, filling me completely, building a tension so different to what I'd come to associate with her, this more masculine, yet somehow, so much more feminine. Before long both of us were tumbling into the abyss, she slammed her hand over my mouth to keep me from crying out and bit into my shoulder hard to stop her own moans, we both stayed there for a while with our heads resting on the others shoulder, our bodies calming down, our breathing returning to normal.
I looked around again, and remembered our location, then quickly but sofly pushed her away, my eyes on her.
"Cosima, we can't again, not here." She nodded and began to dress, handing me my own trousers. She walked to the sink and cleaned her toy before hiding it in her own pants again, then walked to me, planted a soft kiss on my lips, and was gone, leaving me shirtless in the school bathroom, half shocked and half blissful, like a sex object.