Caleb continued explaining the remaining rules and took his turn. I let Judith ask any questions and I stayed quiet, drank when the rules demanded I did, and waited for my turn. The game was actually a lot of fun and everyone was laughing and joking around with each other.

A drink and a half later, I was starting to feel a buzz. There was also this pressure building up in my lower stomach and I had to pee.

Not being able to hold it in much longer I leaned over to Judith and said, “Hey, I have to pee, I’ll be right back”. Barely acknowledging what I had said, she nodded and didn’t even look in my direction.

She and Caleb had been getting along so well during the game. They hadn’t stopped talking to each other since the beginning.

As I got up, she looked at me again, having realized she had barely acknowledged me. Her eyes held a glint if guilt in them. She was probably remembering our conversation from earlier. She must have thought she was taking Caleb away from me. I felt love well up in my chest. No matter what she always managed to think of others over her happiness.

I wanted to stop her from feeling guilty but she didn’t know that Evan and I set her up with Caleb. Of course, neither did Caleb. But, I had practically pushed her into the seat next to him without allowing her time to protest. I will have to break it to her when we get a second alone. She needs to enjoy tonight and not worry about my feelings for a change.

Getting up from the bench, I walked towards the couch that Evan was still at, playing video games. Walking around the TV, I avoided blocking anyone’s view from it. Though secretly I wanted to block Evan from seeing what he was doing. Getting under Evan’s skin was what I did best.

I walked towards the big room where the pool table and dart board were and more people were over here hanging out and drinking. I smiled at a couple people who I made eye contact with, even though I didn’t know them. I continued to the far right towards the hallway with the bathroom, which had a ceiling light. A string was attached to it and I reached up and pulled it. The light turned on and started flickering. I looked behind me and could barely see around the corner where everyone else was. But I could hear their voices and the noise of the pool balls as they collided with each other.

The hallway wasn’t that long but long enough to not allow the light from the basement to carry down the hall towards the bathroom door. So the only light I had was flickering and it was rather dark even with it on.

I walked over to the bathroom door and reached for the door handle…

The flickering light went out for the briefest second and the temperature of the air seemed to drop several degrees. It got really cold and it felt as if the oxygen had been sucked out of the roomand I started gasping for air. The light started flickering again at an unusually fast rate like a disco ball in a night club. My heart started racing and my lungs were begging for air to fill them. Panic set in and I thrust my hands out to the walls for anything to grab…but there was nothing. I vaguely was aware that I no longer could hear the noises from everyone in the basement.

In desperation to breath and to know that I wasn’t trapped in some black pit of nothingness, I reached for anything I could hold on to, but nothing was there. The hallway was gone and I was alone suffocating. Tears came to my eyes as questions raced through my head, which felt like it was going to explode. I saw no escape, no way to save myself…

Just as quickly as the air had gone it was back again and I could breath but the lights were still flickering and it got faster and faster. The space around me was eerily quiet. All I wanted to do was bolt back down the hallway towards the opening but I couldn’t remember which way that was or if it even existed anymore. I was terrified. Whatever was happening was so unreal and with how fast it had come about made me want to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t sleeping or if I had some how hit my head on the way to the bathroom and I was passed out on the floor.

I turned in circles looking for anything but all I saw was nothing. No light, no shapes. Absolute nothingness. My heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest and I continued to turn in circles.

There was something in the distance that caught my eye and it was moving closer to me…

I froze in place and was at the mercy of whatever the thing was that was coming my way…

Then I saw a shape and it was a human. A woman.

“Judith?” The being had her hair and eyes even the face resembled her.

I looked around her and there was darkness.

I brought my attention back to her and she was now standing directly in front of me. I saw her warm breath in the cold air as a cloud. Her eyes were wide open, her skin paler than I have ever seen. Her lips were purple and then when I went to look into her eyes they started to roll back into her head. There was blood trailing down from her lips.

I stood there terrified, not knowing what I was seeing, or experiencing. With a shortness of breath, a shooting pain was sent through my head knocking me to my knees as I held my head for what seemed like a lifetime…

My head pulsed and the air warmed up around me, the noises from the basement came back. I looked up and saw the door handle to the bathroom. I got up off my knees and bolted towards it. I ripped the bathroom door open, rushed inside, and turned the lights on, slamming the doorbehind me. I leaned against the door and sank down to the floor, wrapping my arms around my knees and bent my head into them.

My heart raced as I sat on the cold tiled floor as my mind tried rationalizing whatever the hell all that was. I had to have been drugged or something. Maybe Ashley slipped something into my drink when I wasn’t looking? But I don’t think even she was that evil or vindictive. We have known each other for years going to the same school. We never crossed paths but I knew she existed, everyone knew she existed.

I stayed curled in on myself for a long time trying to catch my breath, trying hard to forget what that was. God was that supposed to be some messed up vision or something.

A sneaking thought reared its ugly head in my mind. I never had let my drink out of my sight, no one could have drugged me. Pushing that away, my psyche wouldn’t allow me to contemplate the things I had seen without being drugged.

But it felt so real the cold air, her breathe against my face. I can’t handle anything happening to Judith.

I shook my head trying to get rid of those horrible thoughts, but they wouldn’t go away.

Could I have had a premonition? Like what you see in the movies? Am I some supernatural being or something? Shit, I really hope I am high and was drugged. I don’t normally drink, so maybe this caused me to see things.

This couldn’t be one of those sixth sense things could it be? You know, like when you know someone is about to knock on the door before they do? I had a lot of those feelings as a child…but seriously, that couldn’t have been real. I am definitely drunk. I need to go home. But first I have to get out of here. I groaned inwardly at the idea of venturing back out into that godforsaken hallway.

I needed to calm down, catch my breath, my head was so fuzzy. I focused on the feeling in my belly. It was a tightening sensation reminding me I still had to pee. That building pressure I felt earlier was becoming unbearable.

How had I not peed myself ?

I weakly got myself up off the floor and headed to the toilet to relieve myself. All I wantedto do right now is head home and pass out in my bed. But Judith would get suspicious and worry about me. Then Evan and I’s plan would have been for nothing.

Weak and exhausted, I struggled getting off the toilet and pulling skirt back up. My head spun and my body felt like it was floating. The floor was coming pretty close to me and so I plopped right back down in the seat for a second.

I took a minute before getting up again. This time it was slow and awkward. But it was managed, and I was standing on wobbly legs. Ready to get out of this confined space, I unlocked the bathroom door hoping so much that nothing was out there. That the light was back on and flickering at a normal pace. I opened the door and ran out of the bathroom, looking down at my feet instead of ahead of me…

But then I saw feet directly in my path and it was too late…

I collided right into a strong, unmoving chest. Arms wrapped around me and stopped me from falling over. With my balance gained, my face was pressed up against a chest, and I could hear a steady heart beat…

I looked up into the most beautiful eyes and recognized, Caleb. I did not want to move. Not because he felt good but because he was real and not some premonition or ghost or spirit or whatever Judith had been. All I wanted was comfort right now.

He began to let go and for an instant I did not want him too, so I held on very tightly. Soon I realized how pathetic I was being, he had no idea what I just saw. I had to let go.

Taking a deep breath, I made myself let go of him and took a good step backwards, “Oh mygod I am so sorry. I don’t know what got over me I think I drank too much and was dizzy and could not walk straight, I am so sorry.” I know I was saying sorry so much, I just did not know what else to say. I was still scared and was really embarrassed for holding on so tightly to him. He must think I’m insane.

“Um, relax its ok. I sometimes drink too much, too, and lose my mind, running into people.” He smiled at me jokingly as if trying to lighten the mood. He turned serious, “Though I do not get as scared as you look right now. Are you ok? You look like something just scared the hell out of you”.

I thought I was holding my composure pretty well. But I guess not. He had seen right through me. What was I going to tell him? I stuttered not knowing what to say so I just replied with, “I am not sure I just saw something and sometimes Evan’s basement freaks me out.Especially this side where there is not much lighting down the hall. Plus, I feel a strong buzz. I am sorry for running into you, but I am sure Judith is looking for me. You must have to go the bathroom, sorry for holding you up.” I heard myself rambling, but I didn’t want to tell him what happened. I could barely think of a way to tell Judith what I saw. And I barely know Caleb.

I managed to laugh for a second, hoping to get rid of the tense feeling between us, though it could just be me being paranoid again.

After the small, somewhat hysterical laugh, I started to feel a little nauseous and began to sway a little. I was able to hold on the wall so I did not fall over.

I hoped he did not see, and looked up at him. Looking down at me he seemed to be worried. He must have seen what just happened. I think he chose not to say anything probably because he was really starting to think I was weird.

“Yea, actually that’s why I came over. Judith was wondering if you were still here and thateverything was alright. Since I had to use the restrooms as well, I told her I would check up on you.”

I blushed thinking of how I ran into his arms by accident as he spoke, I shook it out of my head and said, “Oh then I guess I better go tell her I am alright. She is like a mother worrying every two seconds where I am. I will get out of your way now, Caleb.” I smiled up at him hoping that I wasn’t too rude before, and what I said maybe fixed matters.

I smiled up at him and stepped out of his way saying thank you, hoping he would step in the bathroom close the door and not say anything else. I had to get out of here before I leave with no grace at all.

“Well no offense but looking at you right now I can see why she would be worried. You areso pale, like you are anemic or something. Have you had any water since you have been here? Maybe you should get some upstairs?” I was very flattered that he was so worried about me and I thought maybe he is right, maybe I do need some water.

I nodded my head and went to agree, but he interrupted me and said, “But if you are up for it I may have some ‘medicine’ that you could try.” Once he began to talk about medicine I got the feeling it was more than what he was saying and hoped I was right.

“Possibly”, really hoping that he had some pot. “Where’s the medicine?”, I smiled a little and laughed.

“Well, it will be outside whenever you feel like coming out. I already asked a few people who want to join; Judith, Evan, and the other two girls who were playing ‘Kings’ with us will be out there. I asked them to meet me outside in the backyard behind that big tree that Evan has” He tried to act all mysterious, and I thought it was cute.

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Mr. Sawyer, I mean James, picked me up in his red Corvette. I had never gotten in any car like this before and was very impressed.

“Hi,“I said. He had gotten out and opened the door for me. I was a wearing a jean skirt and a black crop top.

“Hi, Sydney.” He said and didn’t make eye contact. Maybe this was a bad idea.

“Where do you want to go?”

“I got reservations at the Italian restaurant down the street.”

“Oh I love Italian.”

He looked at me and smiled. I got in the car and he closed the door. He walked around to his side and got in.

James was wearing dress pants, with a buttoned down grey shirt and it was actually tucked in for once. He smelled amazing. Like Old Spice. His hair was slicked back with gel and he was, unfortunately cleaned shaven. I always loved it when he didn’t shave for a couple days back in high school.

We didn’t say much on the ride to the restaurant or during the wait for our table.

When we finally sat down our waiter came right over and we ordered drinks.

And then it was quiet again.

“So, James, how was the rest of your day?”

I asked making small talk.

“It was fine,” and he looked down at the menu.

Is he really going to make me do all the talking even after he knows how much I hate it?

I stared at him willing him to look up but he didn’t. I cleared me throat and he finally looked up and saw I was glaring.

He smiled at me, the nerve of him. “Yes?”

“I...you are being quiet.” I said loosing my nerve.

“I am” he said matter of factly.

“Why?” I asked a little more forcefully.

He sighed and put the menu down.

“Because I am not sure what to say to you yet. Or what we are actually doing. I was so in the wrong earlier. You may not be my student anymore but that doesn’t mean it’s right of me to want you the way I do. And the way I did back then. I am not that type of person.”

“You liked me back then?” That’s all I could fixate on and I loved hearing it.

He shook his head. “Yeah and it was completely wrong. You drove me nuts. And the one time you came into my office, and I saw...”

He stopped and took a sip of his water. “Never mind that’s not important. This is wrong Sydney. I know your not underage anymore but your still a kid. You need to be dating guys your age. Trust me, they want to date you.”

“I don’t want to date them. They are so immature...and wait what did you mean about that one time in your office? What did you see?” I think I knew what he was talking about but I wasn’t sure.

“I swore then I wouldn’t say anything and I won’t now.”

“You saw what I wrote didn’t you?” I blurted not able to handle the suspense anymore after all these years.

His eyes widened and but then his brows furrowed and he looked at me with such desire in his eyes it took my breath away. “Yes. And I can’t not say what you wrote made me almost make the worst mistake in my life. I wanted to give you what you wrote in your notebook.”

“Yeah, it probably wouldn’t have been right then. But it could be right now,” I pleaded.

He sat forward and rubbed his face with his hand and he seemed so defeated. Maybe I was being unfair. I had been underaged and he was an adult then. I know if I felt like he had about any student, I would have felt all wrong and perverted. But that was then and this is now. It’s not like he is pushing anything on me. If anything I am. Maybe I should slow down? But I never felt like this about anyone and he has been all I have been able to think about for five years.

“James, I am sorry I am pushing this. I’m not sure what has gotten into me. Will you forgive me and we can have a nice dinner?”

He looked at me and smiled at me. “You shouldn’t be apologizing. I should be. I practically jumped you in the cafeteria.”

“What no you didn’t.” I laughed remembering how heated I felt.

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We enjoyed a nice dinner together talking about ourselves and learning about the other.

Each minute, I felt closer to him than I did anyone else. And all I could do was smile at him.

“Would you like your check? Or would you like desert first?” The waiter asked

James looked at me and I said, “no I don’t need desert, I am stuffed.”

“Oh good, me too.” He laughed and turned towards the waiter.

Our check came fairly quickly and James grabbed it before I could see it.

“Can’t I pay half?” He looked at me with a faked hurt expression.

“No you can not.” And he smiled.

I pushed out my bottom lip, pleading.

We both had been drinking and I was definitely feeling the effects and he was happier and seemed to be feeling it too.

We left the restauraunt walking side by side and our hands brushing lightly. It was a cool, spring night and the lights from the city light up the black starless sky. Our path led us toward the parking garage that he parked at earlier and we made our way to his car.

“So where to now?” He asked.

“I’m not sure”. I said standing next to his car.

We were parked in a garage across the street from the restaurant. He stood next to me and I stared up at him trying my best, mentally, to tell him to kiss me.

“Your doing it again...” he said quietly.

“Doing what?” I asked innocently.

The right side of his mouth quirked up and he shook his head. “This is so wrong,” he breathed out. I almost didn’t hear him over the sounds of my breathing and the honking horns on the street.

I cocked my head to the right and tilted it up, questioningly. I didn’t want to voice it.

He ran his hands threw his hair as he watched me. “Your driving me crazy, Sydney.” He took a step toward me and I didn’t flinch or move away. I stood there waiting, hoping.

“What will I do about you?” I could smell the alcohol on his breath but he seemed completely sober. I know when someone is drunk and he definitely wasn’t, even though he drank way more than I did. But I wasn’t drunk either. Maybe drunk on the endorphins floating through my head and the surreal feeling of this moment.

He stepped closer and grabbed my hand. “I didn’t think I’d see you again after school. I’m happy I did.”

“Me too.” And I smiled up at him.

He looked at me with warmth in his eyes and sexual desire the likes I had never seen before. I didn’t want to tell him I had never been kissed. Or that I had never been this close to another guy or felt this way about another guy. It could scare him off.

My hand tightened around his and then he pulled me to him, leaned down, and with his other hand wrapped it around the back of my neck and kissed me with so much force, I felt so light headed and, like I had been booted into another universe.

I never could have imagined a kiss could turn me on this much. Our lips moved together and he forced my lips apart his tongue darting into my mouth finding mine and they danced together in the most erotic kiss in my history. In my life. In like forever. God was he a good kisser.

He pulled me in more and I grabbed on to him and our bodies fit perfectly together. His smell was intoxicating and I didn’t think it was possible but I got even more lightheaded. I could have sworn I saw fireworks. It was crazy but the most unbelievable thing I had ever felt.

“It was a pleasure meeting you…again,” Mr. Matthew said. The right side of his mouth twitched up, but went back to its prior resting place.

Is he laughing at me? “You too,” I said slowly, cautiously. “My son loves your class. It might even be his favorite. Thank you for taking such good care of him,” and me that night. I wanted to slap myself in the forehead after that thought.

“That’s good to hear, making a difference is the whole reason I started teaching. Being Austin’s teacher satisfies that,” he coughed and looked at me with his dark brown eyes and stared at me…what was he thinking?

I stood there and smiled at him. But the longer we stayed in silence the hotter I felt and the heat rose up from my lower torso to my chest, to my neck and climbed to my cheeks. I watched his Adam’s Apple move up and down and his hands were partly in his dark blue jeans front pocket. God, I found that to be incredibly sexy. No wonder that lady practically barreled out earlier. Just his presence had me speechless. Now we were done talking about my son, I just didn’t know what to say. My brain hadn’t registered that it was time to leave.

But he was staring at me too, right?

The silence was killing me, “So I guess I will be taking me leave.” Seriously, Arial? ‘Taking my leave’ who says that anymore. “Have a good night Mr. Matthews.” I gave him a once over not holding myself back. Who knew when I would get to see him again. He was beautiful and my eyes enjoyed looking, I couldn’t deprive them of this one last look. They wandered from his dark blue jeans where his fingers were still in his pockets to the the space between them…shit…there was definitely something there begging to come out. God he was gorgeous, he was huge from what I remembered that night. I forced my eyes up taking in his light blue plaid button up shirt. It was tucked in and it was just tight enough to see the contours of his abs. My gaze went up further to his pecks and his bulging biceps, which were accentuated by how his hands rested in his pockets. Further up to his muscular neck that begged me to bite it and then to his full lips that were slightly parted. He was breathing heavy. Oh my god he totally know I was checking him out. And he…liked it?

Completely and utterly embarrassed I got caught though I didn’t really try to hide it, I couldn’t meet those deep, dark brown eyes that I loved so much.

My fine piece of milk chocolate bar was my sons teacher and I was obsessed. I have to get out of here. “Alright, have a good night.” I bolted out of the room not able to meet his gaze.

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“It was a pleasure meeting you…again,” Mr. Matthew said. The right side of his mouth twitched up, but went back to its prior resting place.

Is he laughing at me? “You too,” I said slowly, cautiously. “My son loves your class. It might even be his favorite. Thank you for taking such good care of him,” and me that night. I wanted to slap myself in the forehead after that thought.

“That’s good to hear, making a difference is the whole reason I started teaching. Being Austin’s teacher satisfies that,” he coughed and looked at me with his dark brown eyes and stared at me…what was he thinking?

I stood there and smiled at him. But the longer we stayed in silence the hotter I felt and the heat rose up from my lower torso to my chest, to my neck and climbed to my cheeks. I watched his Adam’s Apple move up and down and his hands were partly in his dark blue jeans front pocket. God, I found that to be incredibly sexy. No wonder that lady practically barreled out earlier. Just his presence had me speechless. Now we were done talking about my son, I just didn’t know what to say. My brain hadn’t registered that it was time to leave.

But he was staring at me too, right?

The silence was killing me, “So I guess I will be taking me leave.” Seriously, Arial? ‘Taking my leave’ who says that anymore. “Have a good night Mr. Matthews.” I gave him a once over not holding myself back. Who knew when I would get to see him again. He was beautiful and my eyes enjoyed looking, I couldn’t deprive them of this one last look. They wandered from his dark blue jeans where his fingers were still in his pockets to the the space between them…shit…there was definitely something there begging to come out. God he was gorgeous, he was huge from what I remembered that night. I forced my eyes up taking in his light blue plaid button up shirt. It was tucked in and it was just tight enough to see the contours of his abs. My gaze went up further to his pecks and his bulging biceps, which were accentuated by how his hands rested in his pockets. Further up to his muscular neck that begged me to bite it and then to his full lips that were slightly parted. He was breathing heavy. Oh my god he totally know I was checking him out. And he…liked it?

Completely and utterly embarrassed I got caught though I didn’t really try to hide it, I couldn’t meet those deep, dark brown eyes that I loved so much.

My fine piece of milk chocolate bar was my sons teacher and I was obsessed. I have to get out of here. “Alright, have a good night.” I bolted out of the room not able to meet his gaze.

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“You’re Mr. Matthews?” I squeaked out. That night was so fresh in my mind. It didn’t help that that was two months ago.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, a little apprehensively.

I was so shocked at seeing him. My realization that I had had a one-night stand with my son’s teacher was plowing through my mind.

I never expected to see him again. It was one beautiful night, and we went our separate ways. We had not even exchanged phone numbers. My head had been too cloudy to think, and he had received a phone call. After it, he left immediately but apologized saying it was an emergency.

“I…I’m here for the parent teacher conferences. You’re a teacher?” I blurted out. I knew teachers could have a life outside of teaching, obviously. But in my mind, I couldn’t believe he was my son’s teacher. His favorite teacher. The one he always comes home and talks about. The one who has inspired him to get into coding and programing and all that technical jazz.

I wondered how those fingers would look roaming fiercely over the keyboard as he wrote code? Wow just the idea of his fingers moving turned me on in this very classroom…that my son, Austin will be in in the morning.

“Yes, I am a teacher.” He said. “Why does that shock you?”

I couldn’t think straight but still managed, “You being my son’s teacher shocks me not you being a teacher, in general.”

He looked at me curiously and I watched his eyes as they moved sporadically as if he was completely analyzing this situation. “I see,” and he went quiet for a second. “Who is your son?”

What did he mean by that? “Austin Philips.” I tried to steady my breathing.

God, we had had such a wild night. That was the craziest and most forward I had ever been with anyone. Well expect Frank. But not to a complete stranger. Who was now sitting at a desk watching me. God he is going to think I am a slut and an unfit mother. For all he knows I go out and do that every other night. The way I acted…he must think so lowly of me.

Now he was standing up and walking towards me? My heart-beat faster every step he took. My whole body went hot with a mix of embarrassment and need. I watched him closely, wondering what he was doing.

“Well Mrs. Philips, why don’t we talk about your son?” He gave me a warm smile and held out his hand toward one of the desks.

That’s right. There was a reason to me being here. I just had to concentrate on that and not the other things. I could definitely do that.

He walked back towards his desk as I took a seat at one in the front row. Lifting up a folder, he opened it and stared at the contents for a long minute. Letting out a breath he said, “Well Austin is a pleasure to have in class and he is my top student. I have even had him teach a couple classes. That boy of yours definitely has a talent with computers…”

The next twenty-minutes we talked all about Austin and what his future could be like. I tried my best not to let my thoughts drift.

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“Oh.my.god. Look at that man. And I mean man he is a man. Or a god. Or…”

“A fine piece of a milk chocolate candy bar that I would love to lick” I said, shamelessly gawking at the extremely tall male who was walking away with several drinks.

“I love the way your mind works!” If we were a couple of dudes, I think Bella would have high fived me.

“Look at that ass…” And I knew Bella’s eyes had gone exactly where I had mentioned.

“Ladies do you need a napkin?” A man next to us asked and snickered. “Your drool could fill a pool.”

“How about a cold bath?” Bella responded instantly, still mesmerized by Mr. Milk Chocolate’s booty.

“Or a hot shower…with me?” The man said.

In the corner of my eye, I witnessed my best friend of all time, turn around and stare the man down. I knew she was about to yell at this guy, but then I saw her eyes widen the instant she saw how delicious he was.

“How about you buy me a drink first and we will see.” Bella went straight to flirtatious mode and her eyes took in the clean-shaven man who wore a suite that intensified his already male model features. I turned towards them and smiled at my friend.

I noticed he had bright blue eyes that were accentuated by the light blue suite. IF anything about this man drew Bella to him, it would be those. That was her biggest fetish when it came to men. Mine were how big their hands were in proportion to my…assets. God, Frank had the biggest hands. They were so warm and….Shit.

Arial knock that off right now. You’re here to have a good night. And that is exactly what you will do.

I straightened my back up, officially determined to do just that.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I read the name. It was Austin…Hey mom, would you mind if I stayed over Josh’s house?

Sure sweetie. Of course. Just be safe and I love you. I never had anything to worry about with him and it was a Friday night. I’d be silly to tell him he couldn’t, especially when I was out.

I looked back over at Bella who was completely engrossed in flirting with Mr. Sexy. I on the other hand was determined to find my own prey…I mean…who do I think I’m kidding? I definitely meant prey.

My belly did flips as I thought about what I was about to do. And then my thoughts went into overdrive as I over-analyzed per usual. What was I thinking? No guy here would want me. There are way prettier women here than me. I have always been average, in everything, and that included my features and my assets.

“Arial, you want another drink? Christian is going to buy a round.”

I looked around her and saw Christian and his bright blue eyes watching Bella with a passion I hoped a guy here would look at me with. “Sure,” my lips tugged up into a smile, “That is exactly what I need.”

“You okay?” Bella asked.

“Of course.”

Her eyebrows furrowed and I knew she knew I was lying. “Yeah right. What are you thinking? You’re not double guessing tonight are you? Come on, get out there. Start dancing. A ton of guys will be on you in seconds. Your freaking gorgeous with those long legs and bright red hair. God, I would love your sized breasts. They are perfect. Not too big or small. Bitch don’t make me slap those insecurities out of you. You know what, here is what I will do…Christian I will be back, you stay right there.”

Before I could comprehend what just happened, she grabbed my arm and pulled me out on the dance floor. Her hands went around my neck and we moved to the rhythm of the music. We always danced together at college parties when I could get away from my motherly duties. Frank didn’t mind it when I went and had fun. And I didn’t care when he did the same. We always ended those nights together. In some very hot passionate sex. Actually, going to those parties turned me on so much that all I wanted was to go home and fuck the brains out of him. To my excitement I found he craved that just as much as me.

I smiled warmly at my reminiscence.

“Get out of your head and join the party, girl.” Bella snapped me out of the past and back into the present. Where I need to stay.

“Huh, sorry,” and I wrapped my arms around her and….she kissed me!

Her lips quickly detached from mine, “Your chocolate bar is watching us. Let’s put some fantasies into his head.” Then her lips went back to mine.

It was not the first time we had kissed like this. But normally we were drunk and just having fun while playing with the college boys’ heads. She would end up with them not me.

She stopped kissing me and our dance moves intensified moving sexily to the music as she let go of me. Finally, I let go and let my arms, legs, and hips move wildly around. I didn’t care how it looked it just felt right.

I pulled Bella back in and kissed her again. She kissed me back more forcefully, then said, “Here he is…” she pushed me backwards and my drunken feet tripped over each other. My body was about to go lateral on the floor until these two, extremely warm hands wrapped around my torso and caught me. But with the force that I was going down they really had to grip onto me. They went instantly to my breasts…the only natural placement in this situation.

The room was dark with dancing lights and bodies were swaying in trance-like states around me. Everyone who was on the floor was drunk and we all had lost our inhibitions. If there was anyone sober, they would either be behind the bar or standing angrily to the side because they wouldn’t be able to tolerate the drunken mess of their fellow friends. But us fools on the floor didn’t realize that that world existed.

Only the here and now existed. And I was apart of that. Even more so as I looked up into a pair of the darkest brown eyes, I had ever seen.

My hand went up to cup his face as I felt the dark stubble under my palm. This man who had caught me, had the sexiest beard I had ever seen. I traced my fingers over his jaw line as I was held in his arms. My face got closer to his and I smelled his sweet scent that was mixed with old spice and his natural body odor. It was strong from how hot it was in this floor. Normally, it would gross me out but mixed with his deodorant had me going wild.

Would it be wrong of me to put my face up to his neck and smell him? God the idea had me shivering in pleasure.

He grinned at me. The smile was both beautiful and contagious. His pearly white teeth were all I could see because his full sensual lips were wrapped around them. God, I really wanted to touch them…my fingers went straight to his lips and traced them.

I heard a noise. But it was so loud in here that I could have sworn, I heard him moan a little at my touch.

I smiled up at him…we were still in the mid fall, mid catch pose. “Want to dance?”

My words must have pulled him out of a trance because I felt his hands leave my chest and he steadied me on my feet about a half a foot away from him. I felt weirdly cold and had the sense I had lost something.

“I am so sorry about…grabbing you there.” He looked down at my chest.

Dammit, he was a gentleman. “Don’t be,” and I smiled at him. “So do you?”

His eyes were still watching my breasts and I am pretty sure he hadn’t heard me. So, I did the craziest thing I had ever done in my life…I closed the distance between us, grabbed his hands again and pushed them against what had captured his attention. God, they felt amazing through my thin strapless dress. It was red to match my panties.

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down like the actual fruit does when you throw your head into a pool of water and try to grab one with your mouth. But instead of going for his neck I went for those beautiful lips and claimed them. I was empowered as he responded and answered back with his own forceful need.

The fingers on his hands kneaded and teased me. They gripped at my nipples and he twisted them between his fingertips. I moaned into his mouth. It really had been a long time since I had been properly fucked. Way. Too. Long.

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“Come on Arial, lets hurry it along. I don’t want to get there when it’s last call. Or you know before all the single guys have been swept off their feet by all the drunk young girls there.”

“Bella, why do you insist on making your-self out to be an old woman? Don’t you know thirty is the new twenty?”

“That may be true, but those twenty year olds do know how to steal those men from us. But if we actually arrive there early for once maybe you and I won’t be going home alone tonight.”

I looked at her sweetly, “I won’t be alone.”

She threw my pillow at me. “Austin doesn’t count he is your son. And you know what I mean. When was the last time you actually had a one-night stand or even slept with a guy?”

“You know that answer.” My mood instantly soured.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Its’s been five years since he passed. You owe it to him to enjoy life for the both of you. And in a way Austin. You don’t want all this pent-up energy being released negatively, do you?”

I let out a breath and knew she was right. “Frank would want what is best for me. He even said as much. But its still hard, you know? I miss him so much and he was Austin’s father.”

“Girl you’ve been faithful and in mourning for years now. It’s time to think about your needs.”

“Bella it’s not that easy. You know that.”

She exhaled in defeat. “We don’t have to go. I’m sorry to pressure you. Let’s stay in and watch the Notebook.”

Her faced softened as she watched me intently. As much as that sounded appealing, I told myself today at work I would finally go out. It was my birthday weekend, my sixteen-year-old was out with his friends.

Frank and I were high school sweethearts who had a wonderful surprise at the age of twenty. Before we knew it, Austin was the center of our worlds and we could not have been happier. My husband and I worked so well together. We both found a way to work our schedules so we both could go to school. He went to be an architect and I wasn’t so ambitious. I got an associates in business management with a concentration in hospitality. I’ve worked as the General Manager for the Freemont hotel chain, the past eight years or so. I started as a concierge worker and worked my way up. Corporate actually paid for my schooling when they found out I wanted to make my career working for them. My husband worked as a state architect. Everything had been going so well. It was all the perfect life with some kinks thrown in the mix. But we always worked it out no matter how bad things got…

“Arial…sweetie you still in there?” Bella stood next to me, looked deeply into my eyes and was waving her hand so forcefully in front of my face, that when I saw it, I took a step backwards. I tripped on a pair of shoes and fell flat on the bed on my back.

“Ouch” I gasped as the wind was knocked out of me.

“Uh sweetie, your dress is up…” and she giggled. “With those bright red panties, we can’t stay in and watch a movie. They will go to waste that way!”

I blushed, knowing exactly where her mind had gone. “Fine. You win. Let’s go.”

“YES!” She jumped on the bed and straddled me. “Bitch you better get laid tonight,” and then she kissed me straight on the lips.

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I walked down the hall towards my son’s computer science classroom.

It was parent teacher conference night, and it was the last meeting.

Austin was a brilliant kid, and I couldn’t be prouder of how his freshman year had turned out. All A’s and nothing but amazing feedback about his progress.

I was looking for room number 110 and saw the entrance on the right. I slowed my pace as I came up to it and maneuvered my black pleather purse to my right side and reached the knob with my left hand. As I was about to touch it, the door swung open and out came a woman.

“Thank you so much Mr. Matthews, I will pass along the good news. You have a wonderful evening,” the woman said. She turned around and almost ran into me. She was flustered. Her rosy cheeks turned a brighter shade of red, “Oh sorry about that,” and she walked around me. I know I shouldn’t assume things, but she seemed to have the hots for this teacher. I giggled and hoped she didn’t hear me.

“Not a problem,” she held the door open for me and I moved towards the entrance, still with my eyes on her. “Have a good night,” I smiled sweetly at her.

“You, too.”

Turning towards the classroom, I strode into the room and looked up at Mr. Matthews. The whole world stopped as I looked into a pair of dark brown eyes attached to a milk chocolate face which had a couple days growth of scruff that was his beard. He had black hair that was puffed out into a very soft afro. And god…those arms. I remember those biceps as they had flexed under my hands…and those abs…how they tasted…and his hair…how fluffy it felt as I entangled it in my hands that night…

“Arial?” His voice was deeper than I remembered it. Did I hear a bit of huskiness? Was he remembering what I was remembering?

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Mr. Sawyer, I mean James, picked me up in his red Corvette. I had never gotten in any car like this before and was very impressed.

“Hi,“I said. He had gotten out and opened the door for me. I was a wearing a jean skirt and a black crop top.

“Hi, Sydney.” He said and didn’t make eye contact. Maybe this was a bad idea.

“Where do you want to go?”

“I got reservations at the Italian restaurant down the street.”

“Oh I love Italian.”

He looked at me and smiled. I got in the car and he closed the door. He walked around to his side and got in.

James was wearing dress pants, with a buttoned down grey shirt and it was actually tucked in for once. He smelled amazing. Like Old Spice. His hair was slicked back with gel and he was, unfortunately cleaned shaven. I always loved it when he didn’t shave for a couple days back in high school.

We didn’t say much on the ride to the restaurant or during the wait for our table. When we finally sat down our waiter came right over and we ordered drinks. And then it was quiet again.

“So, James, how was the rest of your day?”

I asked making small talk.

“It was fine,” and he looked down at the menu.

Is he really going to make me do all the talking even after he knows how much I hate it? I stared at him willing him to look up but he didn’t. I cleared me throat and he finally looked up and saw I was glaring.

He smiled at me, the nerve of him. “Yes?”

“I...you are being quiet.” I said loosing my nerve.

“I am” he said matter of factly.

“Why?” I asked a little more forcefully.

He sighed and put the menu down. “Because I am not sure what to say to you yet. Or what we are actually doing. I was so in the wrong earlier. You may not be my student anymore but that doesn’t mean it’s right of me to want you the way I do. And the way I did back then. I am not that type of person.”

“You liked me back then?” That’s all I could fixate on and I loved hearing that.

He shook his head. “Yeah and it was completely wrong. You drove me nuts. And the one time you came into my office, and I saw...”

He stopped and took a sip of his water. “Never mind that’s not important. This is wrong Sydney. I know your not underage anymore but your still a kid. You need to be dating guys your age. Trust me, they want to date you.”

“I don’t want to date them. They are so immature...and wait what did you mean about that one time in your office? What did you see?” I think I knew what he was talking about but I wasn’t sure.

“I swore then I wouldn’t say anything and I won’t now.”

“You saw what I wrote didn’t you?” I blurted not able to handle the suspense anymore after all these years.

His eyes widened and but then his brows furrowed and he looked at me with such desire in his eyes it took my breath away. “Yes. And I can’t not say what you wrote made me almost make the worst mistake in my life. I wanted to give you what you wrote in your notebook.”

“Yeah, it probably wouldn’t have been right then. But it could be right now,” I pleaded.

He sat forward and rubbed his face with his hand and he seemed so defeated. Maybe I was being unfair. I had been underaged and he was an adult then. I know if I felt like he had about any student, I would have felt all wrong and perverted. But that was then and this is now. It’s not like he is pushing anything on me. If anything I am. Maybe I should slow down? But I never felt like this about anyone and he has been all I have been able to think about for five years.

“James, I am sorry I am pushing this. I’m not sure what has gotten into me. Will you forgive me and we can have a nice dinner?”

He looked at me and smiled at me. “You shouldn’t be apologizing. I should be. I practically jumped you in the cafeteria.”

“What no you didn’t.” I laughed remembering how heated I felt.

We enjoyed a nice dinner together talking about ourselves and learning about the other. Each minute I felt closer to him than I did anyone else. And all I could do was smile at him.

“Would you like your check? Or would you like desert first?” The waiter asked

James looked at me and I said, “no I don’t need desert, I am stuffed.”

“Oh good me too.” He laughed and turned towards the waiter.

Our check came fairly quickly and James grabbed it before I could see it. “Can’t I pay half?” He looked at me with a faked hurt expression.

“No you can not.” And he smiled.

I pushed out my bottom lip in pleading. We both had been drinking and I was definitely feeling the effects and he was happier and seemed to be feeling it too.

“So where to now?” He asked.

“I’m not sure”. I said standing next to his car. We were parked in a garage across the street from the restaurant. He stood next to me and stared up at him trying my best, mentally, to tell him to kiss me.

“Your doing it again...” he said quietly.

“Doing what?” I asked innocently.

The right side of his mouth quirked up and he shook his head. “This is so wrong,” he breathed out. I almost didn’t hear him over the sounds of my breathing and the honking horns on the street.

I cocked my head to the right and tilted it up, questioningly. I didn’t want to voice it.

He ran his hands threw his hair as he watched me. “Your driving me crazy, Sydney.” He took a step toward me and I didn’t flinch or more away. I stood there waiting, hoping. “What will I do about you?” I could smell the alcohol on his breath but he seemed completely sober. I know when someone is drunk and he definitely wasn’t even though he drank way more than I did. But I wasn’t drunk either. Maybe drunk on the endorphins floating through my head and the surreal feeling of this moment.

He stepped closer and grabbed my hand. “I didn’t think I’d see you again after school. I’m happy I did.”

“Me too.” And I smiled up at him.

He looked at me with warmth in his eyes and sexual desire the likes I had never seen before. I didn’t want to tel him I had never been kissed. Or that I had never been this close to another guy or felt this way about another guy. It could scare him off.

My hand tightened around his and then he pulled me to him, leaned down, and with his other hand wrapped it around the back of my neck and kissed me with so much force, I felt so light headed and like I had been booted into another universe. I never could have imagined a kiss could turn me on this much. Our lips moved together and he forced my lips apart his tongue darting into my mouth finding mine and they danced together in the most erotic kiss in my history. In my life. In like forever. God was he a good kisser.

He pulled me in more and I grabbed on to him and our bodies fit perfectly together. His smell was intoxicating and I didn’t think it was possible but I got even more lightheaded. I could have sworn I saw fireworks. It was crazy but the most unbelievable thing I had ever felt.

Our bodies were pushed so closely together I felt something hard between us. Was this his erection? If it was he was huge and god I wanted to feel him. To grab him.

My hands felt his back and his muscles moved under my hands. His body was pure muscle. His hand explored my back and one was tangled in my hair caressing the back of my head. The other moved down to my butt and his hand way bigger than my cheek cupped it and squeeze, pulling me closer and grinding against me.

With lightening fast speed he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist forgetting that I had only skirt on which rose up. Now I definitely knew that it was an erection. It pressed up against me and it felt amazing. I let out a moan that I couldn’t keep in and he responded by placing me down on the hood of his car and laid me down. He leaned over me still kissing and ground against me. My core wept at the pleasure his movement made at the sensation of his dick touching a spot on me that no one else had ever touched. The thought brought me to the edge and I lost all control. I wanted so much more, I wanted him.

I reached between us wanting to feel him in my hand and he let up on the pressure a little so I could snake my hand around him. I kneaded his erection in my hand and tasted his moan in my mouth. He started moving away from my lips and headed towards my neck and nibbled creating the sweetest pleasure I had ever felt.

Then his fingers were between us and he placed his hand over mine as he ground into our combined hands. He moved back and forth and let out the sexiest sound I had ever heard. Then his hand moved off of mine and moved to between my legs where the tips if his fingers gentle caressed me running them up and down the most sensitive part of my body. His fingers moved my under wear to the side and there was no longer any fabric. He touched me and I arched my back at the pulse of pleasure created at the newest sensations and I brought my hands up around his neck and pulled him in to kiss me and as his fingers parted me and slipped in. He looked up at me and his eyes were wide with pleasure and he watched me as his fingers sunk deeper into me, slowly.

“Want to go back to my brothers place? He won’t be there tonight.” I didn’t say anything because I was too preoccupied with his fingers as he fucked me with them. He smiled down at me as if he enjoyed seeing me loose control. “Sydney?” And his fingers moved faster and faster, until I...he took his fingers out before I lost complete control. “Well then, now that I got your attention. We should get out of here before anyone comes down and catches us.”

“What?” I said breathlessly. “Where...?” Oh god we were still in the parking garage. What had we just done? My eyes went wide at the realization.

He grinned at me and took his finger into his mouth, then said, “don’t worry we aren’t on camera and no one walked by. But I hear voices so lets get you into my car.” He bent down and kissed me one last time, then lifted me off the hood of the car, and placed me down on my feet. He gave me a once over and then went about straightening my clothes. When he finished a couple came walking around hand in hand laughing.

Mr. Sawyer brought me to the passenger side of his car and I got in.

We drove twenty minutes to his brothers place and went in. We had the best night imaginable and I lost my virginity to him. Mr. Sawyer and I married a couple years later, had two children, and grew old together. I never kissed another man in my life and we died together asleep in bed.

The end!!