Calem stared at himself in the bathroom mirror. Parting his lips into a wide grin he looked over his teeth. There were some bits of food left which he first tried to remove with his tongue. When there were more bits left he opened one of the drawers and pulled out a tiny plastic container with a small string hanging from it. Calem pulled the string out some, as it was dental floss, and brought it to his teeth. The shower was running behind him.
"Calem!" his mother shouted over the water.
"Yeah?" Calem shouted back in with floss between his teeth.
"I'm going to have to work late tonight, so you'll have to take the bus home, okay?"
"Yeah, alright, Mom!" Calem shouted. He bared his teeth in the mirror to see there was no more food remaining. Satisfied, he took out a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste and got to work further cleaning his teeth. The shower stopped running and in the mirror's reflection, Calem saw his mother's hand appear from behind the shower curtain, grab a towel that was hanging on a hook in the wall, and then retract back behind the curtain.
By the time Calem spat into the sink his mom had moved the curtain to the side and stepped onto the bathroom mat. She had mostly dried herself while still in the tub, to not drench the floor or mat, but she was still a bit wet. Calem watched her in the mirror. His eyes went from her breasts to her pussy then slowly over her stomach to her breasts again, and around in a circle, he moved them. Grace smiled as she started drying her body and saw her son turn his attention away.
"Liked what you were seeing, huh?" she asked which made Calem chuckle.
"How could I not?"
The two laughed and Grace continued drying while Calem washed off his face. By the time he was done, she was setting the towel down on the counter and reaching for her new clothes. Calem noticed she was standing within reach of him and he immediately reached for her behind. His mom only giggled at his touch and sat her underwear back down and instead reached for her bra, to give Calem some more time to touch.
Calem gave his mom a few spanks on each cheek before grabbing and squeezing one and making her let out a tiny moan.
"You know, I'm not just a piece of meat for you to grab whenever," Grace said as she put on a shirt.
"Hey, I'll stop grabbing you like this whenever you tell me you don't want it," said Calem. "Just tell me."
Grace stayed silent with a big smile on her face and Calem matched hers. It was another couple minutes before Calem finally let go so Grace could put on her underwear and pants.
"I'm surprised you didn't decide to join me earlier," said Grace. "Thought you would have loved getting hot, wet, and steamy with your mother."
"You know I don't like morning showers, Mom," said Calem. "We could always shower at night."
"No, we can't. Whenever I take night showers my hair never dries right by the time I go to bed. When I wake up it's like a cow licked my hair all over."
"We could split the difference and take an afternoon shower sometime."
"Maybe sometime," Grace said and the two laughed. Calem took a swig of mouthwash and rinsed his mouth and Grace wrapped her arms around her son from behind and whispered in his ear. "I wish I didn't have to work so late tonight. I'm going to be thinking about you all day."
Calem couldn't help but shiver at her words and her breath on his ear and neck. Grace chuckled at her son's reaction and she let him go.
"Ahh, boys..." she said fondly as she left the bathroom.
"How has tutoring gone so far?" Tierno asked Calem as the two sat down at a lunch table.
"It's going good. I passed that last quiz we took," answered Calem.
"Wow, that is good. Only took a week of tutoring for you to pass a quiz. Y'know, I got almost a hundred on that same quiz. Wanna know how much tutoring I received? Zero."
"...Dick."
"Dumbass."
The two boys stared at each other for a few seconds. A stern expression on both faces. One of them then chuckled, followed by the other, then they both were laughing.
"Knew you were going to break first," said Calem as he took a bite of food.
"You started crossing your eyes, it was stupid," Tierno said through laughs. The two continued laughing and talking until the lunch bell rang and they were off to their next classes.
At the end of the school day, as Calem was walking through a hallway still filled with kids, he saw Drasna step out of a classroom with some boxes. Each one on its own seemed easy to hold and not that big, but when three of them were stacked on each other, such as how Drasna had them, they became much harder to hold. The top box was even in front of her face which caused her to have to try and look around the boxes. With each step she took the boxes shook and she had to correct her balance. Despite the hall being filled with kids, no one had stopped for Drasna except Calem.
"Do you need any help with those, Mrs. Drasna?"
"Ms, Calem. It's Ms. Drasna. But yes, please," Drasna said with a smile as Calem reached up and took the top two boxes.
"Where do these need to go?"
"To the office."
"Alright."
The two walked ahead about two dozen feet before Drasna spoke up again. "Say, are you sure you have time for this? You aren't missing the bus, are you?"
"Oh no. My mom picks me up."
"Oh, good."
The rest of the walk to the school office was silent but pleasant. For Drasna it was pleasant having someone help her in her task. For Calem it was pleasant standing behind Drasna while she walked. Ever since he had seen her in a store he knew what she had underneath her clothes and despite her long loose skirt, he could still see some outline.
"And here we are," Drasna said as she dropped a box onto a table in the school's main office. Calem dropped his boxes right beside hers. "Thanks for the help, Calem."
"No problem, Mrs-I mean, Ms. Drasna."
Calem quickly turned and walked out of the office. He heard a couple of office ladies laugh, likely at his comment. Calem's embarrassment was quickly washed away when he saw that there were no more school buses. They had all left. He also remembered how his mom had to work late.
"Oh, god damn it," Calem said out loud. Walking to the student parking lot he looked for any of his friends. There were quite a few students who had yet to leave, though none of them were people Calem knew. 'Son of a bitch...'
Without any options, Calem just walked randomly. When he found a spot to sit he was in front of the school's main office. He took his phone out and began wondering who he should try to ask to get a ride from. His mom was out since she would have been stuck at work anyway. All of his friends who had cars were already home or on their way. Calem would have felt rude to ask one of them to come back to school just to drive him home. But he also didn't want to walk all the way home.
Before he could make any decision, the office door just a few feet to his side opened up. Since Calem was staring at his phone contacts with deep contemplation, he almost jumped when he heard his name. He looked up to see Drasna looking at him. Her purse was over her shoulder and her car keys were in her hand.
"Oh, Ms. Drasna. Hi," Calem said.
"Hello. Are you waiting here for your mother?" Drasna asked with a smile.
"No. I, uh. Well, normally she picks me up, but today she was stuck at work and, uh, I missed the bus," Calem felt as though he shrunk at his words.
"Oh! I'm so sorry. If you hadn't helped me with those boxes then you wouldn't have missed the bus," Drasna said in an apologetic tone.
"Oh, it's okay!" Calem said quickly. "I mean, I wanted to help you. I just had forgotten my mom wasn't picking me up."
"Hm, well. Do you have a ride home?"
Calem held his tongue for a few seconds.
"No," he said. He shrunk a bit more.
"Oh, then would you like a ride?"
"Huh?" Calem asked. "Are you sure?"
"Of course. Plus, it is partially my fault you're stranded."
"Well," Calem thought for a moment. He felt a little odd getting a ride from his teacher. But he also didn't have any options, so he stood up. "Alright, yeah."
"Great," said Drasna with a smile. Something about her smile made Calem want to smile too, which he did. The two walked into the faculty parking lot and Calem began to look at all the cars, wondering which was hers.
"Here we are," said Drasna as she stopped at a car that Calem wasn't expecting. Calem thought she would have a car meant for families. An SUV or a minivan. Something simple and practical. Instead, she drove an old muscle car. One that was decades older than Calem. Decades older than his mother. It was a car that he would think to find in the student parking lot, getting revved to annoy the school staff and other students before speeding off.
But it wasn't in the student parking lot. It wasn't owned by a student. It was owned by a high school History teacher. Drasna opened the driver's side door and got in. She reached over to unlock Calem's door and then Calem got in. The interior of the car looked brand new, despite the car's age.
"Wow," was all Calem could say.
"Yeah, everyone is always surprised by what I drive," Drasna said with a laugh. She closed her car door with a slam. Calem quickly closed his door as well. Drasna started the car. It was as loud and it shook as much as Calem had hoped for. "Where do you live?"
Calem told Drasna his address, she thought for a moment before nodding, then pulled out of the parking space, then the lot, then pulled out onto the street. After a couple of streets Drasna began driving faster since there were fewer cars around. Calem leaned back into his seat and smiled. Even when Drasna slowed down his smile never left him.
The entire drive Calem and Drasna didn't say a word, except when Drasna asked for specific directions. When the car came to a stop in front of Calem's house, he had begun wishing he had given her the wrong directions, just so she would have to drive him a bit longer. He undid his seatbelt and then opened the car door. He got out slowly.
"Well, thanks for the ride, Ms. Drasna. Awesome car by the way."
Drasna laughed. "You're welcome, Calem."
Calem had begun closing the door when Drasna suddenly called his name. Calem opened the door wide again. "Yeah?"
"Just one thing," said Drasna. She reached over to the glovebox, opened it, then took out a pad and a pen. She wrote something down, put the pad and pen away, closed the glovebox, and then handed the note to Calem. Reading it Calem saw it was a number. "If you're ever in a situation where you need a ride and don't have one, don't hesitate to call, okay?"
"Oh, are you sure?"
"Of course I am. I don't want any of my students to be stranded anywhere," said Drasna with a smile that Calem was starting to like more and more.
"Alright, thank you, Ms. Drasna!" said Calem. Drasna gave him a nod and he closed the car door. Drasna pulled away from the curve with a few quick revs and drove much faster than anyone her age likely would have driven. Calem smiled when he turned around to approach his front door.
'She's so cool,' he thought.
