Hands On Experience.

Settling back into the bed, he relaxed for a bit. Between terrifying living shadows, family drama and a rather less than pleasant swim in a river, today had certainly been... stressful, to put it very mildly, and with a degree of understatement only seen with airline captains when their plane has decided to do something it shouldn't, but the day was finally over, and...

"What you said earlier?" Koharu asked, as she got into bed. He thought to himself, and wondered what he'd said earlier... he'd said quite a few things earlier - some better received than others - so that didn't narrow it down. "Does that mean that you have a thing for women in authority?" He could just sense the teasing in Koharu's voice. Whichever way he went with this, he knew she'd have a field day with his answer...

"My mouth moved faster than my brain there."

"Oh? So you were thinking of something like that?" Yeah, that had not been the answer he should've given. Not if he wanted to save himself the embarrassment, anyway... "Or, did you picture me in a pencil skirt and glasses instead?" She smirked.

Well, he couldn't say he had before, but he'd be damned if he wasn't now! It was an... oddly alluring image (one that he wondered what it said about him, really...) to think of his girlfriend, the archetypal girl next door, in a pencil skirt that perfectly shaped her hips and backside, with a blouse that may have been slightly unbuttoned, giving a teasing view of the lacy bra and ample cleavage underneath, whilst she looked longingly at him over the bridge of her glasses... a look that told him how much she wanted him.

Wait, she hadn't mentioned even half of that! "Dammit." He muttered, now very aware of his traitorous blood flow, and the results that image was having downstairs...

As was Koharu, who raised an eyebrow and a mischievous grin at the self raising bedsheet. "Well, you are now at least..." Before he could say anything to defend what little dignity he still had, he found her whispering into his ear... "Maybe I'll treat you to that one day. Wouldn't that be special?"

Deciding that the legal method of pleading the fifth was now his best option, he attempted to hum noncommittally Unfortunately, the sound that came out was far more strained than he intended,

"Still though, even if she isn't in uniform, Miss Honda would still like to see her student, if you understand..." Despite how close to being putty in her hands he was, some small part of him (a rapidly silenced part, mind you) wondered whether "Miss Honda" was likely to pass a DBS check...

"Yes, Miss Honda..."

"Hmm, maybe let's stick to our names." Koharu realised, and he agreed. As much as he did want to see her in a blouse and tight pencil skirt, pretending she was his teacher felt all kinds of wrong for him! "Still, I'm surprised that turned you on! Always thought you'd have a thing for being in control..."

"I'm surprised it turned me on!" He defended, though extremely ineffectually as it turned out, given she was sniggering into her hands. "Besides, it's hard to-" He found himself silenced by cherry lips over his own, and a tongue that wasn't his in his mouth. Momentarily stunned, he soon followed suit, before feeling a wandering hand down the front of his shorts; a wandering hand that soon found what it had been looking for.

With a rhythm that told him that she had practiced this before, he felt a gentle grip stroking up and down his shaft, whilst the couple continued to make out wildly. Deciding that they both needed to breathe, their mouths split apart from each other, though Koharu's hand kept stroking up and down, drawing hitched breaths from him as he felt himself drawing ever closer to climax...

"Koharu..."

"Shh, just remember that everyone else is sleeping..." She whispered, before pulling him back into a kiss. In that split second, he had however come to a realisation, of many possible fetishes... exhibitionism wasn't one he reckoned he was particularly likely to enjoy, given the pit of dread he already felt at just waking up everyone else... let alone them watching!

Still though, that pit of dread was nowhere near large enough to override the rules of nature, and the practice and effort that Koharu had put into the handjob she was giving him was about pay off. "I'm gonna..."

For a split second, he felt the world around him fade to black, before returning to normal as he finished cumming. Helpfully, his girlfriend hadn't taken his shorts off, so rather than cleaning the bedsheets down, he would only have to clean his shorts...

A fact that she seemed almost pleased at, for some reason, as she went back into her "teacher persona"... "I think that concludes today's lesson, don't you?"

"Ye-yeah." He agreed, before realising something. "Even though I don't know what the lesson was."

"That is what you get for having lewd thoughts about your girlfriend in public..." Koharu smiled, and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"That was the punishment? Funny kind of punishment..." He wondered aloud, forgetting that he hadn't actually had those thoughts in public, but it'd been when she put the idea in his head that his mind had ran with it!

"Nope, the punishment is the washing." She grinned. "I just said that was what you get." She rolled over onto her back, and closed her eyes with a peaceful smile on her face.

Jet lay there, slightly confused at all of this. He loved her to no end, but sometimes, she really did baffle him - the girl who was easily flustered by even the most basic of flirting, and yet willing to give him a handjob just to tease him?

Then again, maybe his brother was right - maybe he was utterly clueless around women...

Still, all that introspection could wait; the day had exhausted them both, and he wanted some sleep, safe in a comfortable bed, without the threat of a terrifying, dream consuming nightmare looming over them...

I know I said this wouldn't just be the smut story, and I don't intend it to be... but I am also extremely immature, and I got to Chapter 69.

So here's some smut, because I am loathed to let that opportunity slip through my fingers. Also, yes, I ran out of ideas for the title, so it's a very cheap pun.