Shelby has to go

Richard laughed. “Now?”

“Well, it is lunch period,” responded Shelby.

He stood up and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her in close. He kissed her tenderly, but Shelby didn't understand the concept of a tender kiss. She grabbed two tight fistfuls of his hair and pressed herself into him, ramming her wild tongue into his mouth. Richard's cock got halfway hard again before she pulled out of the kiss.

“I can trust you to keep this to yourself?” asked Richard, sure of her answer.

“Oh absolutely.” Shelby grinned, then licked the corner of his mouth. “I'm not going to do anything that might make the dear teachers cut off my access to this big cock of yours.”

Richard let her go and gave her ass a solid slap as she turned around. He loved the way she growled when he did that. “I knew you'd stand up for me.”

“Always, just as long as you're willing to lie down for me.” Shelby snatched her jacket off his desk and left the classroom.

Richard sat back down and let out a deep breath. He felt like he should be more worried. Despite the possibility that she could tell someone, he felt confident that she wouldn't. Part of him, probably the part that was already getting hard again, just cared about the next time he'd see her.

The young teacher pulled a sandwich out of a desk drawer. The encounter with Shelby hadn't taken long, but he wanted to save some time to study his notes for 4th period. He ate the sandwich quickly, finishing it off as he pulled out his notes.

“Mr. Stamp, could I talk to you for a minute?”