Page 6 of The Teacher and the Virgin

She was mine, she just didn’t know it yet.

“Close the door. Jane. And turn the lock.”

Chapter Three

Jane

I did as I was told. I shut the door, pressed the lock, and with every second passing I felt more and more nervous and excited at the same time. Today was the day, the day I was going to lose my virginity to Mr. Parker. Just thinking about him made me wet, and I squeezed my thighs together when I felt my inner walls clench in anticipation. I’d fantasized about this so many times. Since that first day he entered class and introduced himself as our teacher, all I wanted was for him to take me.

When I heard the click of the door, I held my breath and waited for him to give his next instruction. He’d taped thick red construction paper over the long, rectangular window in the door. His room was on the second floor. Below us, on the football field, parents and former classmates milled around taking pictures, hugging grandma and making party plans. The fact that they were so close, but had no idea where I was or what I was doing made me totally hot.

No one could see in this room but the birds. I was alone with Mr. Parker.

I didn’t know why, but I liked the feeling of being told what to do, especially coming from him. He felt stronger and more powerful when he ordered me around, and I loved the secure feeling that gave me. With him dominating me, I felt like I mattered, like he cared. I knew next to nothing about sex, even though I talked a big game and had watched loads of porn. When it came to the real thing, I needed someone to guide me and I was so happy it was going to be Mr. Parker.

As he leaned against the desk, he stared at me, took in the shapeless graduation gown. I immediately felt a surge of heat run through my veins with that stare. His eyes roamed my body, from my face to my legs, and I worried when he tipped his lips down into a frown.

What did I do?

“Take that off.” He pointed his finger at the gown.

Hesitantly, I did as I was told and kept my eyes on him as the black material fell and pooled around my brown uniform shoes and ankle socks. Suddenly, the air around me felt hotter. I was literally just a plaid skirt and panties away from being taken. I wanted this, didn’t I?

I did, I mentally reaffirmed myself.

But I didn’t know what to do! What if I didn’t please him? He’d had women, real women—not girls like me—what if I wasn’t appealing to him with my shy ways?

Before I could back out, he pushed off the desk and moved closer to me.

“You’ve been a bad girl, Jane,” he said, my name rolling off his tongue. “Passing notes in class…” I looked away, my nerves getting the best of me. My pussy wasn’t cooperating though. My musclestherewere contracting and relaxing again and again. “And writing about losing your virginity instead of listening to the exam review.”

Slowly, he shook his head from side to side and I felt my stomach plummet.

I’d disappointed him.

“You want someone to take that pussy of yours for the first time?”

I bit my bottom lip at his question and managed to squeak out a tiny “no”.

“I didn’t hear you, Jane.”

“No?” He stopped moving and I found my courage.

Now or never, Jane.

“No. I don’t want someone to take my pussy.” I licked my lips and stared at his. “I want you.”

He was so close to me, just a foot or two away, and I could see just a ghost of a smirk on his full lips. “You want me to take your sweet pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” I glanced up and saw his dark eyes were dilated and focused totally and completely on me. I was a virgin, but I’d had guys look at me like that before. Mr. Parker wanted me. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

“Yes, sir. I want you to take my pussy,” I said, a little more confidently than last time.

I froze up when I felt his hand graze my thigh at the hem of my uniform skirt. I held my breath as he brushed a little higher, then stopped.

“I need to teach you a lesson first,” he said. Just like that, he moved away from me.

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