Bold & Frisky

Watson walked amongst a group into homeroom, avoiding eye contact with Mrs. Mellon as he sat down. He could feel her looking at him from her chair as he stared into his desk. Stay strong, she can’t hurt you if you don’t look.

As the bell rang, and the crowd filtered out to their 1st periods, Watson heard a kind voice, "Watson, stay here a few minutes please, if you don't mind."

He froze. Mellon stood up, closed and locked the door to the classroom and did not break eye contact with him for a moment.

"I'm so sorry if I startled you yesterday... My friends tell me I don't have a filter sometimes. Although I suppose that was more than a filter. I shouldn't have done what I did yesterday, I'm sorry. I'm honestly surprised nothing else has slipped out of my mouth in all these years of teaching."

Watson is speechless.

"Okay, I see you're still a bit in shock."

"I don't really know what to do… in this situation." He mumbled.

"That's okay!" She walked up to him and placed her hands on his folded arms. "Helen and I have been friends for a long time. I actually got her this job a few years ago after Adam, her husband, passed. She doesn't need the money, but just needs something to do with her time instead of just sitting at home."

"Okay..."

"Watson, you're not in trouble."

"Whewww--okay. I'm glad you said that I don't know why you would hold me in suspense for so long like that."

"I'm sorry, this is awkward for me too."

"Why would she tell you?"

"Friends tell each other everything, even if it's...sensitive."

"Well--what are you going to do with me?”

"I just felt like I needed to break the ice, and also say--" Her hand once more moved down towards his crotch. Her fingers gently caressed his balls. "Thank you for being so nice to her, it's been so long since she's received attention from anyone, and a cute young boy like you, she really was quite taken aback."

Watsons widened eyes looked down at his groped testicles and looked back up at the busty woman touching him. "She said you have a very nice penis, and I just had to feel for myself. Mm, I can feel you getting a little hard." Mrs. Mellon's face broke into an excited smile. "Oh my, I can't believe I'm touching a student's penis in the middle of my class."

"I can't believe it either... I thought you said you were sorry?"

"I suppose I'm not that sorry. Don't tell my husband." She smirked and winked at him. Removed her hand, and then looked Watson up and down and breathed out a sigh of relief. She stepped back and walked over to the door to unlock it. "Hmm. Well--I know what's going to be on my mind the rest of the day. You're going to see Helen later today, yes?"

"Oh, I um..."

"She's hoping you would. She feels bad about your last interaction, she doesn't want anything from you Watson, but I think you've got her hooked."

Watson walked past her through the open door into a bustling hallway, another reality: separate from where he just was.

"Mrs. Mellon, before I leave... Do you know what The Palace is?"

Her eyes turned into a sober shade. "See you tomorrow, Watson..."