The morning after they had sex, when he woke up Tiffany was nowhere to be seen. He was a bit disappointed because he kind of hoped to see her face closely for a bit more, until either both of them turned around and walked away realizing how absurd what they had just did the other night. But then he thought it was for the best too, to avoid the awkwardness at least, moreover because they're working together. Realizing that, he took a deep breath and runs his palm down his face. Now how is he going to stop himself from wanting to fuck her again whenever she walked passed by him at school or at home? But then would she ever want it to happen again? She might look eager the other night, but it was before they did it, maybe it was just out of her curiosity, maybe girls have that phase to, wanting to get involved with much older person, he had that too, long time ago when he was just a hormonal teenagers. The thought made him chuckled, then tiredly sighed.
He's 27, and he's older, what would he expect? Should he consider this as one night stand? He chuckled again, he's clearly too old for having one night stands, that's why he rather go on dates rather than go to some place like what his friends recommended him to do, to hook up with girls, had a good sex then decides on what to do about them later on, something like friends with benefits like that? Besides, it's not like he or her wanted to have something going on between them after this right? Its just sex, he said to himself, a good one, he continued. And again, how the heck he'd stop thinking about having himself in her now that he knows how good it feels?
After that night, things went just like the usual for both of them, he didn't do anything or say anything about that night so does she, and they live their life like nothing happened. They work like usual, although they tried to avoid being just alone in a room. They interact with each other like usual, a formal way kind of usual. They live their personal life like the usual. After that night he went to several date set by his friends again and she too enjoyed her dates with her official boyfriend doing what people in relationship does, including yes, whenever they were on the mood, sex. But somehow, she doesn't feel fine. Of course she satisfied, he made her cum, the sex was good, he was good, he's everything in the criteria of a man she'd wanted to date. But the spark, it seems like she lost it. The excitement, the giddy feeling from the way her boyfriend looked at her, the way he touched her, its gone, and alas, it seems like she feels it with his boss instead.
She tried to ignore it, to shrugs it off, thinking that it might just a caught in a moment spark, nothing serious, so she should just forget it. Until she realized she's been thinking about that night and him way too much, staring at him imagining thing he'd do to her way too often, being nervous and shy under his gaze way too easy lately, it made her feels weird.
He didn't do anything to make her this way that's why he didn't blame him, but just because of that night, only that one night, and she became like this, it confused her. She knows that she's not supposed to feel whatever the feelings she's having now, especially because she has no reason for it.
She got good boyfriend who can satisfy her well, so if her and her boss was only about sex, she should just get over with it right? But no, its getting more confusing for her because sometime, when she and her boyfriend were on it, there's several times when she imagined her boyfriend was her boss, and when that happened, it could be guaranteed that she'd cum hard and loud, it even surprised her boyfriend. That's when she realized how bad her problem is, especially when she started to have dreams about him, doing her, then woke up feeling either really aroused, or almost satisfied.
Almost, is worst than not having any release at all, so does getting teased, even if its accidental, and a crowded Monday morning, got to be a big test day for her.
It started with her waking up with another dream about getting 'intimate' with her boss. In her dream, he was gently fondling her breasts, wet kissing her cleavage, playing with her erect nipples then licking it around and sucked it hard it instantly gave her a familiar sensation of arousals. He was slowly and seductively trailing his wet kisses down south of her body, just about to reach her aching core, when her alarms went off.
Worrying that her boyfriend who promised her to drive her to work would come anytime, she decided not to do anything about her much aroused state, thinking that maybe she could ask for a quickie, being few minutes late won't hurt right? She mentally convinced herself. That was until her boyfriend finally called her back after lot of unanswered call from her telling her that he couldn't pick her up, he just woke up and having a hangover after clubbing, celebrating his friend's birthday last night. She hung up without saying anything, mentally murdering her boyfriend in her mind while trying to reach the subway as fast as she could, to prevent her being more late than she already are.
Then there comes another troll of the day for her when she catch a glimpse of her boss rushing at the subway train station trying to catch the same train as she's heading, and the thoughts of her dream came across her mind. She tried to avoid him but damn the crowded morning, she got pushed around until a hand reached her to help, and it belongs to her boss.
"Tiff, I mean , are you okay?" he asked her politely with his hand still around her forearm.
"Thank you, I'm okay " she answered, trying not to get affected by the fact that standing in front of her boss now, calling him ' ' remind her at that night "By the way sir, I'm sorry for being late, there's an emergency at home earlier" she tried to stop the thoughts only to be reminded that she could have just masturbate if she knows her boyfriend wouldn't come to pick her up.
"Oh? Is everything okay?" he asked her concernedly.
"Yes yes, everything is fine now sir, thank you" she politely bowed
He smiled "It's okay , I think we're both on the same boat, I'm still not at office too you know?" when suddenly more crowd came pushing him from behind he end up got pushed forward towards her and got her trapped between the train doors and him "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry are you okay?" he quickly asked her once they could moved a bit again "I guess we chose to be late at the wrong day" he tried to joke, she smiled although awkwardly.
The push came again but this time he prepared himself by putting both of his palms on the train doors, so he won't crushed her again like minutes ago. But it didn't lessen the awkwardness between them for being so close with each other. She could feel his breath when he said another sorry and smell his manly scent just with a swift inhale. As if it's not enough, the crowd just got more and more crowded, since it's a busy hour of Monday morning, and soon, her decision to turn around to avoid staring at him and smell more of his manly scent that almost got her intoxicated met its flaws because instead of becoming less turned on than she already was, she got more and more aroused whenever, due to the circumstances, he accidentally rubbed the front side of his pants, to the back side of her skirt.
But it seems, its not only her who got the side effect. Once he felt that he just accidentally rubbed himself to her back side, he quickly gulped trying not to make any sounds that could make her noticed on how if affected him, his member to be exact, he however still tried to apologize for the inconvenience although she didn't know how to properly react for both of the situation and the apologize, a nod was what she could only gave him.
Their 20 minutes ride seems to be like the ultimate torture for the both of them. The constant rubbing built something inside them that made their breath started to get heavy. She closed her eyes, she bit her lower lip, she clenched her right palm into a fist resting it below his flat right palm on the train door, supposedly to prevent herself to be crushed onto the door, but end up giving a pressure back to his member when it accidentally rubbed her again. It was predictable that after their 20 minutes rides had ended, the both of them are in a situation where their mind got heavily clouded with lust, and the 10 minute walk from the station to the school were spent for them to throw glances, as if their sending signals for something, especially with the way she sway her hips while walking in front of him, and how she looked at him before she walked into her personal office room.
The temperature rise, the baits being thrown, now it depends on who will give up first and come to take the prize.
All teachers are on duty. All students are inside their own respective classes. The hallways are empty not even the janitor were seen to cleaned it. The principal sits on his chair, contemplating. The counseling teacher idly stands in front of her desk, waiting, and suddenly there's a knock on her door.
"Come in" she said as she pretended to be busy with her papers and all until she froze once she heard his voice.
"Are you busy?" he watched her who's standing back facing him and his eyes landed on her rear, there's something about her butt that can't make him stop thinking about it, damn her butts, he cursed mentally.
She gulped then slowly turned around to face him who's closing the door behind him "Not really sir, what can I help you ?" and suddenly felt nervous when she heard a 'click' sound when he closed it.
He stands there with both of his hands in his trousers pockets staring deeply into her. Slowly he walked towards her and when he's just a step in front of her, he slowly almost breathlessly whispered "Turn around please"
She stared back at him when he walked towards her, and only when he was standing just a step in front of her she realized he's rubbing himself from inside his trousers pockets, it suddenly stirs a sparks in her and went straight to her already drenched core, thanks for the 20 minutes torture ride earlier. And when he asked her to turn around, she couldn't help but to feel nervous, excited and horny, so she did as he says.
He put his hands on her waist, closing the gap between their bodies by resting his front to her back. They both closed their eyes feeling the re-building heat between them, the heat that they've been missing since the night they spent together. He inhaled the sweet smells of her hair then inhaled the sweet smells of her skin while gently caressing and massaging her waist. And when she nudged him and rolled her hips, successfully rubbing her backside to his member, he knows that she too, as eager as he is, so he started to slowly rub his member on her backside again.
No words being said when they teased each other with each push and rubs. When he slowly lift up her skirt, she helped him, when he slowly pulled down her pantyhose, she helped him, when he pulled out his already hard member and slides it along her wet clothed slits, she moaned. He nibbled her ears as she moved herself back and forth meeting his rubs. He nipped, lick and gently suck her neck as she hold the edge of her desk hard. He slowly pulled her face to meet him to hungrily kiss each other. They kept kissing as she turned around to face him, she pulled by his shirts collar to make him closer and put her other arm on his head to kiss him harder. He slowly cupped her drenched clothed core and start stroking it, and used his other hand to put hers who once clutching his collar to his hard member and urged her to stroked him too.
They stopped kissing and intensely look at each other eyes still with their hands on each others member. He could see it in her eyes as much as she could see it in her eyes that they both wanted the same thing, they both wanted each other. With their eyes still locked at each other, he moved his fingers to set aside her panty and touch her drenched slit ever so slowly. She gasped as soon she felt his feathery touch, her breath ragged as she hid her face on the crook of his neck. She automatically encircled her arms on his shoulders tightly and gave out a muffled throaty moan when she felt his thumb started to tease her clit. And when he pushed his middle finger through her opening she let out a husky "Oh my god" which instantly sent a shiver down his spine, and in the end, forcing his member to get more harder than before.
He lift her right leg, putting it on his waist before slowly pushed and pulled his finger in and out of her again while she responds him by moving her hips back and forth to meet each of his finger thrust. She was so close, so close to flushed his finger with plenty of her hot juice.
Then the bell rings.
And as if they were possessed earlier, the bell ring wakes them up.
They reluctantly let go of each other, she moaned and scrunched her face when he pull his finger out. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her intensely. She looked at his lips and pulled him to kiss him passionately. They let go when they started to hear people walking around the hallways, its lunch break time.
It was a long torturing day for both of them. But probably an official start of an unusual affair. And if anyone asking, they thanked their own hands to take their desperation off that day, but no thanks to the not supportive circumstances.