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Chapter 8 by Maikeru_Katari Maikeru_Katari

What's next?

Mr Perv.

Sam matches your pace closely as you both walk to class, all the while you build up your story leading to the almost-kiss with Heather that Sam practically squeals at in a loud, high pitched tone. A lot of nearby students look over with disinterest at the sudden noise causing your cheeks to glow in embarrassment. "P-please Sam. Not so loud. Nothing even happened anyway!"

"Nothing happened! The man almost smooched you in the courtyard!" You try to hide away from the growing looks of the crowd as she raises her voice further. You arrive at the classroom and stop to face your friend.

"Please. Stop." You try to keep your voice firm but the constant fluttering of butterflies makes your voice squeak a little. You groan internally and wait for Sam to tease you more. She doesn't, instead patting your shoulder.

"Okay I'll stop." With a smirk she adds, "but I'm going to tease you the whole day about it." With that said she brushes past you and enters the class first. You and Sam sit together at the back of the room. You silently curse as you have to endure the entire period with her at your side.

You're thankful that you have Miss Rogers this lesson, who is considered one of the kindest teachers within Ravenwood. Miss Rogers teaches science, today is a theoretical lesson so you're not in the high tech lab but sat behind the open legged benches. Open legged as in nothing covering the lower half of your body as you sit. The education departments decided that students can't hide what they're doing if it's on full display, with the enforced uniforms it makes for some awkward seating as you have to constantly keep your legs shut or else risk giving someone an eye full of your underwear.

You sit down and wait around five minutes before an older man enters the room. He closes the door firmly behind him and takes his seat right behind the teacher's desk and addresses the class. "Shit... Mr Perv." You sigh. The older man is considered one of the best professors in the entire country for his ability to teach as well as his student's end of term grades. Mr Jensen got his nickname by his inability to stop eyeing the women around him, as well as the rumours that he provides 'extra credit' for those in need.

"Good morning class! Miss Rodgers cannot make it here today so I volunteered myself to take over in her stead. Rest assured I now what level you're at and won't be pushing you too hard today." He subtly licks his lips as his eyes dart over the class.

"I bet Heather's kiss would've been so hot. He looks like a good kisser." Sam whispers in your ear. You half look at her with your mouth wide open and your cheeks burning just as Mr Jensen eyes over you. His gaze meets your embarrassed face and you freeze, a subtle smile forms which grows into a wide grin as he begins his lesson. "Oh uh. Looks like Mr Perv is taking an interest in you."

The first half of the lesson Sam just randomly teases whispers about Heather that make you blush. With Mr Perv constantly eyeing you it makes you shift uncomfortably and unable to do any work. Eventually Sam stops with just verbal teasing and starts to rub your thighs, lifting your skirt slightly as well.

"Stop!" You hiss quietly.

"Don't you want Heather to see?" She breathes into your ear. Your knees subconsciously relax, allowing her hands to climb further. Your skirt gets bundled around your waist as her fingers gently tease against the damp patch of your panties, under your tights. The denial of orgasm this morning and the persistent teasing you've endured all morning quickly works you up to a heated climax.

Your legs spread wide allowing Sam's hand to rub your wet slit that only gets wetter. You've never thought about your friend in this way, let alone any other girl. With her hand over your clothes you thoughts spiral. It's not like I'm attracted to her, besides I'm thinking of Heather... Mainly. And I'm too turned on right now. This situation is so hot, fuck. I can't cum in class. Shit I don't think I have a choice! Your mouth hangs open as you subtly thrust your hips forward into Sam's touch.

She suddenly pulls it away leaving you hanging on the edge of orgasm again. "No." You whimper. Looking back up you see Mr Perv giving you a wide smile.

"Looks like somebody enjoyed it. I wonder if you enjoyed it more with him watching?" She muses to herself quietly.

"And that students is all we have time for today. I'm sure Miss Rodgers will be seeing you next time." The students start to pour out of the class in large noisy droves. "Miss Knight, would you mind staying back for a few minutes. Somebody came to visit you." You blush at the sound of your name as Sam giggles.

"Have fun now babe. Try not to get too much 'extra credit'." She nudges your ribs and quickly leaves the classroom with the rest of the students.

What does he want?

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