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"Yes, you are. I was just an innocent victim."
"Will that be your defense in court?"
"Don't say things like that. You'll give me a heart attack."
She smiled. "Your secret is safe with me. I promised that I would never tell. So you can continue plucking as many innocent virgins as you want."
"Thank you. I've suddenly developed a taste for that sort of thing."
She looked down. "I'll bet we've left a real mess on your bed."
"I imagine so."
"Are you really going to get it framed?"
"Absolutely."
She laughed. "Can I come around to see it after you do? You should have a party. Tell people you've bought a new art work and have them try to guess what it is."
"That's a great idea. I will do that."
She looked over toward the bathroom. "I guess I should clean up."
"Would you like me to get a warm washcloth and clean you up?"
"No, I think I would rather take a shower."
"Can I join you? I need a shower too."
"That would be nice."
And that's what we did: Took a shower together. I washed her and she washed me. I would have liked to have taken her again in the shower, but I restrained myself since she was probably still hurting, and soap burns.
I did however confiscate her panties as a souvenir before she got dressed.
"Are you going to frame that too?" she asked.
"No, I think I'll just put it underneath my pillow."
Finally, we went back in the garage, and I drove her home, or at least a block from her home.
"I want to thank so much," she said.
"Are you kidding? I'm the one who should thank you."
"Can I have a kiss?"
I pulled her close and kissed her deeply. It's a good thing she was getting really to go in because the kiss alone was beginning to give me another erection.
A week later, I got a call from her during the evening at my home.
"Are you alone?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Are you doing anything Saturday afternoon?"
"No."
"Remember how you said you would have liked to come in my mouth?"
"Yes."
"I would like that too. I would like to see what it tastes like."
"I thought you said you had done that before?"
"I lied. I didn't want you to think I was completely innocent—which I sort of was."
...."I'm your teacher."
"I know. So?"
"Have you taken your oral exam yet?"
"No."
"Why don't you come over Saturday afternoon and take it. I'll provide the Chardonnay."
"It's a deal."
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 16 years agoI kept thinking the girl in the story would have been very disappointed. We don't have any inkling of what might encourage a crush in the young woman. The male character is conceited, emotionless, unfunny, and generally unlikable.
The girl in the end not believable and neither is their rendesvous.
Try letting loose a little more. Let us know what turns you and your characters on.
Anonymousalmost 16 years agoHaving played Proctor in a high school production of "The Crucible", I would have dumped Abigail for the unspecified character played by that hottie!
