Chapter three:
Daryl stood awkwardly at the entrance of the school, "what the hell am I doin'?" he thought to himself with a heavy sigh before walking in the doors. He was practically shaking because of his nerves, his face already turning red, "dammit, why didn't I fuckin' ask her where her classroom is?" He walked towards a board with the names of teachers and their classrooms, after a few minutes of searching he found Carols name and room number. He took a deep breath before beginning his search of the building for her room, room 119. He walked quickly with hands in his pockets, eagerly glancing at room numbers.
"dammit," he cursed under his breath, he had just passed room 102 and he was getting antsy, damn this woman. After a few more minutes of quick searching he found the room he was searching for. His heart beated frantically in his chest as he approached the door, Carol was sitting quietly at her desk in the front of the room as the students did their work. He caught her eye wander to the clock every few seconds, he was late and he knew it. He was late because this building was so damn confusing! He walked quietly into the room, hoping not to disturb any of the students hard at work. His attempt were futile though as Carol caught sight of him.
"Oh there you are," she greeted him with a smile as she stood up, "here's our guest I was talking about this morning, his name is Daryl," he motioned to him and Daryl gave a hesitant wave to the class.
"Hi Daryl!" the students yelled in union, most of them seemed to be quite excited about him being there.
"Is it true that you hunt squirrel and deer and stuff?" one of the boys asked as he ran over to meet Daryl.
"Um," Daryl looked to Carol with a worried expression, he had never been good with kids and this damn woman was makin' a fool out of him, "yeah I do," Daryl responded, the kid looked up at him with a look of admiration, Daryl couldn't help but smile at the kid.
"that's so cool!" another boy added as he walked over to Daryl, a wide gin on his face, "I wanna be a hunter when I grow up!" Daryl chucked in response.
"It is pretty cool I guess," he mused, "puts food on the table, and every man should be able to put food on the table," he said as he awkwardly patted the boy on the back, the two boys beamed up at him.
"Okay you to, leave the poor man alone," Carol said with a grin, the boys nodded and headed back to their seats, "sorry about that," Carol laughed as she turned to face Daryl.
"They seem like nice kids," Daryl mumbled before Carol herded him over to her desk.
"They really are," she smiled, "sometimes they can be quite a handful," Daryl nodded as if her understood, he couldn't help but take a swift glance down at her left hand when she looked over towards the kids. There wasn't a ring on the hand, "she musta took it off before I came," Daryl thought, damn he felt bad about this, but he couldn't help but want her.
"So what am I supposed to do?" he asked, she grinned back at him with a somewhat suggestive look.
"Well the kids have their Phy Ed class in a bit, I normally just stay in my room and grade papers during that time period," her face reddened slightly as she continued, "so we could just hang out in here I guess," Daryl nodded, his heart beating in his chest. "did she wanna foo around or somethin? Hell, they just met the other day," he felt fuckin' dirty for even thinking such things, maybe she really did just wanna chat and spend time together? She didn't really seem like a woman that would be super forward or anything.
"Alright," Daryl responded bluntly as he took a seat next to her desk. She sat down as well and began sorting some papers absent mindedly.
"You know you don't have to be so nervous around me," she laughed to herself, Daryl swallowed hard, how could she tell?
"Sorry," he sighed as he tugged at the hem of his plaid shirt, "jus' kinda confused I guess," Daryl continued, his face getting a tad red once again, he hated the way his face grew hot when he was around her.
"There's nothing to be confused about," Caryl responded, a bell rang at the end of her comment and all of the students stood up quickly to leave, "have fun everyone!" she called after them, they said their goodbyes and headed out the door. She stood up and walked after them, closing the door once the students had all left. Daryl stood up slowly, his legs feeling as if they were made of lead. She looked over her shoulder at him, a sly grin on her face, almost sending him over the edge. The door clicked as she locked it, making him flinch slightly. "What the hell is this woman gonna do to me?" he thought nervously as she made her way back over to him, her arm found its way to his bicep and she cautiously held it.
"So," she began, a slight quiver in her voice, "wanna screw around?" she asked as she looked up at him with longing eyes. He felt so dirty for wanting her, for wanting to kiss every available surface of her. He felt even more disgusting since he knew she was married, although they had never even mentioned it, but he knew the man was a dick. No man should beat his wife, so something inside of him wanted to treat her right, to be careful with her, and to be gentle with her. It took him a few moments to respond to her question, all he could do was nod slowly.
"Alright," was all he could say, without a word Carol grabbed his hand and guided him to the back room of the classroom. Daryl was having trouble breathing because of how nervous he way, he had never actually made love to a woman, he'd only fucked them before. It wasn't that he loved her though, they really had only met the other day, but he knew there was a connection between the two of them, "hey Carol," he stopped her, halting his footsteps. She turned to look at him with a worried expression, "um," he paused, "let's not get too carried away okay?" he mumbled, damn was he embarrassed, but he knew they shouldn't have sex just yet. But that didn't mean they couldn't do other things of course.
"Of course," she said with a smile, as if she had planned this all along, "no sex," and with that she kissed him on the nose, making his stomach flip.
"Alright," he breathed as they continued into the back room. Inside the room was a bed and a table in addition to many school supplies.
"The bed is normally for the sick kids," she answered as she caught his gaze, he nodded in response. Daryl inched closer to her, her breath hot on his neck. Already he could feel his pants tighten around his growing member. She raised a hand hesitantly to his face before kissing him, he stood motionless for a few seconds before reacting. He kissed back awkwardly and maybe a bit to eagerly, his hand grasped the back of her neck as she curled her arms around him. He could hear her moan as he deepened the kiss, his hand traveled down to her waist, pulling her towards him. She was close enough that she could feel his throbbing hard-on through their jeans. She ground against it slowly as she tangled her fingers in his hair. His head lolled back as he struggled not to moan, her kisses traveled down his neck and to his collarbone with ease. He had never felt like this before, he'd never felt so nervous as well as incredibly turned on. He could feel her light touch travel down to his jeans, "oh god what am I doing with a married woman?" he thought to himself as she began to unbutton his jeans. He didn't stop her though, his own hands traveled down her waist to her back. He reached down under her jeans and cupped her ass in his hands, "her ass is so fuckin' nice," he thought as she let out a soft giggle at his grasp. She began backing up to the bed and sat down, making him lean over her as she slid his pants down to his knees. He wanted to pleasure her first though, because after he was finished he could be pretty much worthless.
"you first," he barely made out as he laid her down on the bed, he kicked off his pants and threw them to the side. His hands reached to the opening of her jeans, his hands were shaking and he was having troubles unbuttoning them, "dammit," he cursed, "why do I gotta be so fuckin' nervous, it's not like ya' haven't done this before," he told himself. He looked up at Carol's face to see her smiling down at him, and that's what made his hands steady once more. He unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and slowly slid them off, exposing a lacy pair of panties. He slid those off as well and kissed the inside of her thighs, "damn are you beautiful," he gasped between kisses.