A moment to breathe

At first you just sat there alongside your teacher but with her still on the floor and you getting the seat when she did all the work, you couldn’t find it in yourself to stay like that for more than a few moments.

You needed to move anyway as you were starting to feel weird with your pants still down at your ankles, so you stood up, made yourself presentable and then sat down on the floor beside Rebecca.

With your jeans now on, you felt comfortable moving positions so that her head could rest in your lap, still having her look up at you but now with a completely different context. You ran your hand through her hair and you got to see her run her tongue over her lips, her face still completely covered in your cum.

“Thank you for that” you said, being the first to break the silence.

“My pleasure” Rebecca replied with a chuckle, both of your demeanors now completely changing now that you were finished.

Rebecca still hadn’t gotten off and while you wanted to make things fair, you left one hand still playing with her hair while the other moved down to stroke her arm.

“What are you doing?” Rebecca asked as you moved it once again towards her chest.

“Returning the favour” you said with a slight smirk, bringing your hand even closer.

“That’s not something you need to do. Not right now anyway” Rebecca replied, stopping you in your tracks.

You sure?” you asked, surprised at her reaction.

“I am. I’m happy like this and it doesn’t always have to be a one for one deal.” Rebecca added.

When she phrased it like that you could see how it could come off as transactional if you were only doing it out of a sense of obligation.

That hadn’t been your full intention as you genuinely want to do more with her but you weren’t going to pressure her any more than that given that she had said she was happy.

“What if I just wanted to play with your tits?” you joked.

“Oh that’s fine then” she teased back, puffing up her chest slightly and getting you both to laugh.

Even with it being a joke, you weren’t about to decline the offer and reach out only for your hand to be lightly smacked away.

“I didn’t think you’d actually try right away” she shot back.

“Hey, you offered them up! It’s not my fault that you have amazing boobs” putting your hands up like you’d been caught.

“Fine fine, since you gave me a great compliment” Rebecca said, giving you another little wiggle as if inviting you in.

You hesitated briefly in case this was another trap but with the sight in front of you, it was hard to resist for long. You weren’t swatted away this time and you could hear Rebecca giggle to herself when you let out a small sigh now that you could fondle her.

“I don’t understand why guys are so obsessed. I mean I don’t dress provocatively in class but I still see so many guys trying to glimpse down my top.” Rebecca admitted, sounding more curious than disappointed in your fellow man.

“I guess it’s just a biology thing. As long as nobody else tries and touches them other than me, then I’ll let them look as much as they want” you replied, giving her a more possessive grope to highlight your words.

“Don’t I get a say in that?” Rebecca asked with a smile on her face.

“Hmmm, only if you agree to let me shout at the principal after I graduate” you joked back.

“It’s a deal” Rebecca quickly agreed.

You stayed in a comfortable silence for a few moments but you could see an unsure expression cross your teacher’s face as if she had stumbled across a thought that she didn’t like.

“What’s the matter?” you asked, continuing to stroke her hair.

“...What are your plans after you graduate?” Rebecca asked back, having accidentally stumbled onto the topic from your earlier comment.

You hadn’t exactly been avoiding this discussion as it had just never come up but now that you had the chance to talk about it, the words were hard to put out there.

“... I plan to go to college. Where my sister went actually so not that far away. Close enough to visit regularly.” you started to explain, beginning to go into more detail.

Once you started speaking it was easier to continue until it felt like it would be awkward when you stopped, letting you ramble to your heart's content for a little while. You talked about wanting to get into psychology and then psychiatry as a career path. You mentioned plans to make sure Sarah and Emma could stay with you if they went with you. Even the idea that the fake tests you were doing with Rebecca to start with had given you at least some inspiration to follow this path, even if it hadn’t been your original intention.

And then the harder to talk about part was the last bit you found yourself bringing up.

“... I don’t want this to end either. We haven’t exactly been together for long and I don't expect you to uproot your life after what, two weeks at this point? But I would like to stay in your life and for you to stay in mine. I haven’t thought about the specifics but…” you continued, looking down at her as she lay in your lap.

“I’d like that too” Rebecca replied, looking back up at you.

“Really?” you asked, a weight almost lifting from your shoulders as she spoke.

“Of course. I’ve had more fun with you than I have done in a long time and… “ Rebecca started to say, facing the same dilemma as you.

It felt like you both didn’t want to say too much in case you were going to scare the other person off. You weren’t quite ready to tell Rebecca about the KDK and while it was on your mind after you had told Sarah, now didn’t feel like the right time. But telling her that you were planning on making this last for a long time still felt like a leap too far to you and you struggled to get the right words.

“It’s okay, you can say what you want. I promise I won’t run away” you revealed, hoping she could be the one to set the current boundary that she was okay with.

“...and honestly, I don’t want to go back to how my life was before. It feels like I’m a better person when I’m with you and I can’t stop thinking about you when you aren’t around” Rebecca admitted, her cheeks blushing under the layer of cum that she still had on her face.

“I don’t want to scare you off either but that is part of my reason for wanting you to come around tonight. I want you to be a bigger part of my life and just seeing you at school just doesn’t feel like enough to me at the moment. I…” you went to explain now having your own moment of uncertainty about how much you wanted to reveal.