Okay, this chapter is really late since it was supposed to come out before 2021, but been really busy lately. Thanks again for the Beta Read Omega Galaxy.
Lincoln pushed himself up, stretching and yawning as he rose from his teacher's bed. Lincoln slipped on his pajamas pants and shirt. Before taking a glance at his beautiful teacher, recalling every passionate moment of last night. His mind jumped at the idea, the soft sensations and warm motions. The sounds that filled their passionate night.
Thirty minutes later, Ms. Johnson was awakened by the sound of something sizzling. Not only that, but Lincoln was not at her side. The smell drew her attention as she put on a bra and panties, before she slipped on a robe and went to the kitchen.
Agnes stood before the mirror, her mind drifting back to that night. Oh that night, those unforgettable moments of passion. She could see the way Lincoln felt, his gentle touches brushing against her warm flesh. She could still hear her moans as he looked above, taking her inch by inch.
She found Lincoln in the kitchen, working at the stove as pancakes sizzled in their pan. From the back, he looked just like a stay at home husband. Affectionately, she wrapped her arms around the man and placed a hard kiss on his cheek. "Good morning sweetie."
Lincoln flinched, only to recompose himself. "Oh, sorry. Just uhh... wasn't expectin' that."
After cooking the last portion, Lincoln set up the two breakfast plates. They ate in silence, unsure of how to break the silence. After last night, neither knew the situation could not be avoided.
"So... we actually did it, huh?" Lincoln stuttered, glancing down to hide his embarrassment.
"I guess so," Agnes blushed, tapping her fingers on the table.
"By the way, I am thinking about telling my parents about us."
She dropped her fork "What!"
"I mean, to tell them I'm with you," looking away and rubbing his head.
Agnes could feel her heart pound. "Oh I see."
"Look, I'll just say I'm with you for the summer for work and stuff." Lincoln rested his face on his palm. "Though if you prefer to remain anonymous then I understand."
Ms. Johnson shook her head. "No, no, no, it's fine.. I suppose it would help avoid some… nasty questions.."
Lincoln raised a curious eyebrow. "I would have never thought a teacher like you would be for sneakin' around."
Agnes walked up to Lincoln and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Well, we're not getting any younger so why wait?."
"No regrets." Lincoln asked.
Agnes replied, "No regrets."
Before it could go further, Lincoln's phone went off. It was his dad. Although he had expected his parents to call he didn't expect a video request.
"Crap," Lincoln muttered, trying to make himself look presentable as he answered the call."Hello!"
"Hey son, been a while since you last called." Lynn Sr. greeted. "Your mother and I were starting to get worried."
"Hey dad sorry, I guess I've been busy with my own vacation." Lincoln replied. "How are you guys doing?"
"Pretty good, By the way, sorry again that we left you. We hope you're not feeling left out." Lynn Sr. spoke in a remorseful tone. "How are you handling yourself?"
"Yeah, I'm all right. Sure I might feel alone sometimes, but I know how to keep myself busy." Lincoln paused, allowing the sound of sobbing to fill his ears. "Dad, are you crying?"
Lynn Sr. sobbed over the phone. "First Lori, then the rest of your sisters… and now you! You're all growing up so fast!" Lynn continued to cry over the phone before Rita took the phone away.
"I think what your dad is trying to say is, we love you and miss you." Rita cut in. "Are you having a good time on your own?"
"Yeah I am." He bit his lip. Should he finally reveal the truth? That he had gone on vacation with his former teacher? Of course, he would withhold the intimate details of their time together. With her being sharing the same bed as his teacher and exchanging lips with her. The very thought of his parents finding out about his secret affair made Lincoln's body shake.
"I can't believe it!" His mother's voice cut across his mind. "Of all the options you choose her?!"
"By the way, mom and dad, there is something I got to tell you."
"What's up?" Lynn Sr. perked up.
As sweat made its way down his face, Lincoln's mouth went dry, "I'm on vacation with someone, and I'm helping her out along the way."
"Is it someone we know?" Rita leaned in the camera phone.
Ms. Johnson appeared in front of Lincoln's Facetime call. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Loud, I hope you don't mind if I hired your son as my personal assistant for my trip."
Rita's eyes widened, "Ms. Johnson? Wow it's been a long time since our book club and yoga classes, how have you been?"
"I've been doing fine, same old, same old." Agnes replied. "I'm sorry for not informing you earlier, but I promise you that I am treating Lincoln well. We're having a good time together."
"It's fine Ms. Johnson, we just didn't expect it. I hope he's not causing you any trouble."
"Hey what's that supposed to mean?!" Lincoln's eyes widened.
"Of course not, I rather like the company. Your son has changed a great deal over the past five years."
"Anyways, I'll make sure to take good care of him. You have nothing to worry about."
"I'm sure you will. Well, we'll let you get back to your fun. Call us if you need anything. Love you." Rita finished.
"Sure thing mom, bye," With that, Lincoln hung up.
"Take care Mr. and Mrs. Loud." Ms. Johnson added.
Later that day, they snuggled on the couch while they watched the latest episode of Dreamboat. While the man rested in her lap, the teacher took joy in twirling the strands of his hair.
"By the way; I never knew you were so experienced."
Lincoln looked puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb with me Lincoln Loud, I'm talkin' about your performance last night. Surely, you didn't do that good by just using your hand all the time."
Lincoln looked away. "Well you're not totally wrong. There was someone before you."
"I see; Ronnie Anne." Agnes guessed.
"No, no, Believe it or not, Ronnie Anne thinks sex is gross. Just talking about it makes her stomach nauseous."
"Oh maybe Stella then." She said rubbing her chin and looking up.
Lincoln shook his head. "Not her either, Stella swore abstinence."
"Smart girl." Agnes said. "By the way, I heard Ms. Dimartino started teaching high school classes. I don't suppose you've gotten close to her."
The response made the loud man burst out laughing. "Look I think she's gorgeous, but she's not exactly into men, if you know what I mean."
"Wow, and here I thought she would always dress up to impress all the men.." Ms Johnson chuckled. "So who exactly was your first?"
He took a deep breath and answered. "Cristina."
"You mean Cristina Fields, the girl you had a crush on then got transferred to another class because you scared her off with your online video?"
Lincoln's face went red, "I'm afraid so."
"How'd that happen?"
"Well… last year I was at Chandler's 16th birthday party, but I was the only one to get an invite." Lincoln scratched his cheek bone.
"Isn't Chandler that guy who often calls you Larry and sometimes used to pick on you?"
"Yep, Chandler was determined to become a man that night so he could brag to his friends." Lincoln paused. "I found Cristina at the party, but she was not having a good time, it was more like escape from home."
"What happened then?"
"Cristina's family was moving due to her mom finding a new job, but she was not happy about it. She came here after having a fight with her mom." He explained. "I found her hiding out in Chandler's treehouse in the backyard. We talked for a bit then it happened..."
"So let me get this straight, you lost your virginity in some treehouse during a party while an annoying and spoiled teen was looking for some action?" Agnes burst out laughing.
Lincoln blushed replying. "Yeah, Lori stopped me as I was leaving and quietly put a condom in my hands." He chuckled. "In her words 'in case you get lucky tonight'."
"Still, I never imagined Cristina to be an early bloomer."
"Yeah, she mentioned something about having sex being on her bucket list before moving." Lincoln explained. "It brought us close and I ended up asking her to the dance at one time and she said yes."
"That must have been enjoyable."
"It would have been, but when the day of the dance came, she never showed and I found a letter on my locker." He reflected sadly. "She moved away the day of the dance and I was left alone."
Agnes placed her hand on Lincoln's, "I'm so sorry… ."
"It happens, but I'm over it now that I'm with you." Lincoln hurriedly went. "So how about going for some ice cream?"
Birds flew high above the boardwalk as the salty ocean mist filled the air summer relaxation. Lincoln could feel his heart race as his partner linked arms with his. They gave each other soft, affectionate glances, savoring each moment they spent together
Soon enough, it was time to emerge themselves in the bright waters. Together Lincoln and Agnes floated like otters, their arms linked so that they would not drift. As the teenager enjoyed the nice wet breeze, the teacher ambushed him pinning him down under water. Lincoln's strength overcame the women as he countered.
"I got you Lincoln," Agnes gave an evil laugh.
"Don't count on it Agnes," Lincoln shot back.
Before the next move, a large wave caught the two by surprise. Before long, the duo found themselves washing dback on shore with Anges on top of Lincoln.
Once again, the teacher found herself on her former student. Lincoln and Agnes hid their embarrassment not from each other, but from people giving the googly eyes.
Lincoln chuckled nervously, before pushing himself up. He offered his lady a hand. "Um, shall we head to our next destination?"
Ms. Johnson accepted Lincoln's hand. "Yeah, uh good idea."
"By the way, there's somewhere I want to stop first if you don't mind."
And so, the teacher cautiously went with Lincoln. She was ready to put on an eye roll from the anticipation. However, that disbelief faded as Lincoln brought Agnes to an art store.
Lincoln browsed around the small shop for the materials. He managed to pick up a sketchbook, and a pack of colored pencils. He fetched the last item of ink, and proceeded to the counter.
"I did not know you had such a fascination in the arts Lincoln,"Agnes scooped up the bags and smiled at Lincoln.
"It's just a hobby of mine, nothing special when compared to what my sisters can do." Lincoln brushed off.
"Oh I disagree dear, everyone has special skill. Believe me, I've seen people's art actually go places." She went. "I would love to see some of your artwork."
"Sure. I'll even draw you something."
Ms. Johnson embraced Lincoln from behind. "Aw, that is so sweet of you. Do you intend to draw me in my birthday suit?"
Lincoln pondered for a bit. "Well that thought did come to mine."
"Lincoln!" Agnes gasped, and jabbed Lincoln's shoulder. The man didn't respond.
It was late evening when the teacher and student returned to the hotel. While the middle-child occupied himself with the drawing, the teacher freshened up in the shower.
The first image that came into his mind was Ms. Johnson. Just being next to the women put butterflies in his stomach. Then there were thoughts of her racing forward, which made his insides melt. Lincoln's body started to tense up as he thought about the woman
"Oh Lincoln, can you come here please," Agnes called.
"Yeah," He replied. "What's up, you forget something?"
"Well yes and no, I am missing something."
Lincoln peaked his head to the ajaw door. "What is it that you are missing?"
"Some company, if you know what I mean." Agnes gave a flirtatious wink.
Without haste, Lincoln disrobed to join in the session. Together, they savored their time letting the water wash over their bodies. They reached over, caressing each other's and bottom, they felt each other's gentle touch send waves ecstasy through their bodies.
They then pushed into their bedroom, their hands exploring each other's bodies once more as their mouth rubbed against the other's. The noise of ecstasy echoed through the air, as a burning desire filled their bodies. Every movement felt like the insides were ready to erupt.
Lincoln breathed heavily. "It feels so good."
"Oh Lincoln, my darling…" Agnes moaned, cupping his face.
Lincoln gave a kiss upon Ms. Johnson's forehead as she rested in his arms.
"Good night love." He said snuggling the lady like a teddy bear. Both knew that boundaries were crossed, but savored the moment with each other.