Teacher's Pet

he was a terrible dresser
especially in the classroom

the one time I had seen him
outside
he wore an ugly shirt
but it hugged his body
tightly
made me want to press up against him
want to grasp his necklace with my teeth
before kissing his adam's apple
as he laid next to me in bed

before things got interesting
I imagined it rough with him
maybe not so much rough
but

frenzied
for sure

running my hands over the smooth surface of his polyester shirt
his one arm around my waist
the other cradling my head, which was playing songs from his show like a record

the kiss was fantastic
I wondered if it looked as hot as it felt
like the ones in the movies
he gave a half smile as he watched my face
his fingers dipping into my body
and the whole world spins
and I lose the chronology
of the kisses
of the feeling of his cock on my lips
pulling his hair
feeling him tug mine
grabbing touching feeling
frenzied
like I thought
then ending
the same song playing in my head
like a cassette tape that automatically
flipped over when it was done

I wondered if he would feign romance after
crooning to me, strumming his guitar as I lay naked
in his wife's bed
the tape in my head clicked
and shut off.