“Well that is a rather naughty mind of yours” she giggled like a little schoolgirl before adding “although, its nice to have someone on my wavelength finally… I am desperate for some of that type of attention” she said deliberately holding me on every word for her decision.
“It would be an honour”
“You have yourself a deal, I’ll be glad to do it for you baby, but just make sure no-one finds out about our little deal here. Sadly my career won’t appreciate this becoming common knowledge” she smiled, bending over me to plant a kiss on my forehead, before she walked past me towards the door. She paused in a provocative manner. “If you wanna do this, If you really do want me for who I am, 7:30ish, my place and I’ll promise to make it worth your while.” She winked at me, knowing and loving the effect she had on me.
For the youngest and most attractive teacher at the school, she sure did know how to work herself in a boy’s mind.
“I’ll be there”
“Excellent, expect a text darling” she winked, blowing me a kiss before leaving her English room. A few minutes later I left, looking forward to the plans tonight.
She was my English teacher, had been for a few months now and known as Miss Catarina Evergreen. Ever since day one of that subject we had both felt a strong connection to each-other and as the youngest teacher at the school by quite some way, she often appeared to feel out of the loop. She wasn’t hard to get on with or anything, but the aging social groups of the staffroom appeared to have little place for the first new teacher in roughly 8 years. She yearned for attention, conversation and even romance; something she had clearly seen in me. For a while now we would meet up to ‘help with my grades’ only to find ourselves conversing and enjoying each-other’s company as well as occasionally flirting.
*7:32pm Catarina’s house*
I knocked on the door with nervous anticipation as I waited for it to open. Moments later the faint sound of high heel shoes trundling across a wooden floor eventually stopped and the door was swiftly opened.
“You’re late” she smiled looking around to make sure the coast was clear. “You definitely brung your books right?” she asked, appearing to use it as some kind of cover whilst she looked around so I played along.
“Oh yes, it’s all in here, mind if we get started?” I asked before she let me inside her house. She lived alone.
Catarina wore her brunette hair in a bun above her head. She wore a leopard print but exposing blouse, showing off a vast amount of cleavage which was much to my delight. A short black skirt and a pair of tights completed her very attractive look whilst a pair of black high heel shoes completed the outfit. My mind thought back to the limitations of college. There was no way she could dress like that in that place.
As soon as the door shut she turned to face me, biting her lip slightly in a very attractive pose. Within seconds we were both forcing each of our tongues down the other’s throat as at last we were alone. She broke off the kiss within minutes.
“Sorry I..Im not usually…”
“Don’t worry, it’s not like I’m going to file a complaint now is it?” I winked as she began to relax a little. As we entered the spacious front room I placed my bag on the floor whilst she sat on my lap.
“Well..just how long have I got my favourite little kidnapper all to myself?” she smiled running hand down my chest as she clearly wanted to get started as soon as possible.
“My flat-mate knows I’m going on a date, so he knows not to expect me back tonight.” I smile before looking at her playfully “Do detentions at your place last that long?”
“Well, I guess I have little choice. After all this is my shift and I know I’ve been a terribly bad girl.” She winked.
“Oh? Then we best get started then” I winked as she giggled and clapped her hands in excited-ness. As she stood and straightened her skirt she looked back at me. “Remember, no limits” she smiled before waiting for me to tip the contents of the bag on her oak plank floor.
As I grabbed the first rope, she turned around immediately and knew exactly what to do as the bindings began for our first secret little night together.