Textbook Rendezvous

*JAMIRA*

Four days somehow turned into two weeks with Ayana around, and I couldn’t have been more grateful. There were no awkward glances, hostile moments, or touches that made me cringe.

I didn’t want to be alone with Chris, at least not at the moment.

This morning, Ayana informed me that she had to leave because her mom was getting discharged from the hospital. I’m so glad she pulled through. Now, things can return to a semblance of normalcy. She mentioned that she would check if they could transition her to a remote position so she can continue working while being there to support her mother until she can be on her own.

She’s such a kind person.

Drama aside, tonight is the night of the sleepover. Another activity for the year is complete, and we can finally breathe. We had anticipated a large turnout for this event, based on festival numbers.

We set up two theater spaces, each playing different movies. Both rooms had carts stocked with concessions like popcorn, cookies, and juice boxes. We also had a small cart with a microwave in case anyone wanted to heat something up. Both rooms were equipped with projectors and extra blankets for those who didn’t have one.

Theater one was in the gym, where we would be showing a variety of Pixar films. Theater two was the auditorium, where we would be showing different Marvel films. This way, there would be something for everyone. The committee divided into groups to supervise the rooms. As usual, Malaysia and I were together, while two others were assigned to the other room, and the last member kind of bounced around the two.

The sleepover began around 6 p.m., and the doors closed at 9 p.m. The plan was to serve breakfast between 6 a.m. and 8 a.m., as people would be leaving since school was closed the next day.

The families started arriving around 6:30 p.m., and most of them were there by 8:15 p.m. I was concerned about whether there would be enough refreshments for everyone.

Thank goodness Malaysia was there to prevent me from overthinking. There she was, in a form-fitting pink tank top that revealed her nipples, paired with just an inch of pink shorts below her buttocks. If she bent over, you’d definitely see it. Thankfully, she had the decency to wear a floor-length robe. I suppose she had more sense than I gave her credit for.

“Did you see Malik’s dad yet?”

“You mean he actually came?” she asked, her eyes filled with excitement.

“Yes, he’s in our area.”

“Oh, girl, it’s time to conveniently drop my robe in front of that man.”

“Malaysia, please. That man has his son. Why not just offer him some snacks?”

“Look at me, I am the snack. What are you talking about?”

I laughed at her as usual because this girl is incredibly funny. I checked the time and saw that it was 8:50. I started walking towards the front door to lock it. Once I returned to the theater, Malaysia and I explained a few rules and procedures before starting the first movie.

Malaysia wasted no time getting close to Malik’s dad. She was curled up in the corner next to him and Malik. That girl was persistent. I stayed in the back so I could keep an eye on everyone and everything. Besides, I didn’t feel comfortable being in the middle of everyone.

When the movie was halfway done, I stepped out to get some air. I needed to move around a little to avoid getting too sore from those seats.

I walked out into the hallway and bumped into something hard. I looked up and saw that it was Eric. I had completely forgotten to check if he had shown up.

I smiled and hugged him.

“You made it.”

“Of course, why would I miss movie night?”

I grabbed his hand and locked his fingers in mine. He walked the halls holding my hand until he reached one of the classrooms. I didn’t realize what he was doing until he opened the door. It was my classroom.

He picked me up and sat me on my desk. He began planting kisses on my neck, gradually working his way up to my lips. The kisses were soft and sultry, just enough to ignite the fire between us.

Breathing heavily, we locked eyes and kissed again. This time, the kiss was deeper and hungrier. His tongue found mine, and they danced together in the other’s mouth. His hand moved up my back, grabbing and tugging at my hair to expose my neck. He licked the delicate skin where my neck and shoulder met.

I let out a deep, soft moan, and that was all he needed. He began sucking on the skin, making it hot and tender. He slid my robe off and reached down to grab my breast. He flicked and rubbed the nipple until it hardened, then gave a quick suck.

It didn’t take long for him to raise the hem of my gown above my waist. He slid two fingers into my core, and I let out another moan, this time slightly louder.

I nibbled on his earlobe, and he let out a sigh of his own.

“Eric…,” I whispered.

“Shhh, baby, don’t talk.”

I arched my back and leaned into his fingers while opening my legs wider.

“You’re so wet for me.”

His breath was warm against my neck. He pulled out his fingers and put one in my mouth, and I sucked on it, tasting my own juices. It was sweet. He sucked the other finger and pulled out his penis to insert it.

I gasped as he penetrated my insides. He started slow, savoring the moment, but gradually increased the speed.

It felt so good that I forgot where I was and let out louder moans.

“Ooh…ahhh…daddy.”

“Shhh, baby, you’ve got to be quiet.”

“Aahh…ooh.”

Eric bit my lip in an attempt to shut me up, but it felt too good.

“Eric…deeper.”

He shifted on his feet, angled his body, and slammed into me harder, causing my legs to shake with every stroke.

“Cum on my cock, baby.”

As soon as those words escaped his lips, I let myself loose and surrendered to the ecstasy that overtook my body. While trying to gain control over my shuddering body, Eric was already turning me over on my stomach, bending me over the desk.

He smacked my butt before inserting himself inside me again. This time it was no build up. It was wild and feral. He pulled my arm behind my back to anchor himself. Sweat dripping from his forehead causing his hair to stick to it.

He let out a grunt that let me know he was so far into it that at any moment he was going to climax.

“Baby say my name.”

“Eric,” I moaned.

“You like that?”

Before I could answer my legs quivered. He’d found my spot again.

“I’m about to cum, baby.”

“Cum daddy.”

“Can I cum inside you, baby?”

Normally I’d be taken aback by such a question, hell I’d even protest it, but in the heat of the moment all common sense was lost. Before I knew it I’d agreed.

“Yes, daddy”

“I’m cumin.”

Next thing I knew I’m being filled with his essence warm and abundant as he throbbed between my legs. With every pulse my body jerked as I came with him.

His breathing was labored as he laid on my back to catch his breath. I could feel his heart pounding against my back with hard, strong thuds. Soon his breath evened out and he moved to sit in my chair with me in his lap straddling him.

He kissed my forehead. I pushed his hair off his forehead and kissed his lips softly indicating my satisfaction.

“You know I’ve always wanted to do that.”

“Do what?”

“Bend you over a desk and fuck you senseless.”

“You’re so naughty.”

“You know we could go for another round if you’re up for it.”

“Eric you have a problem.”

“I keep telling you that only you can fix it. I don’t know what you’re doing, but you and that sweet pussy gonna be the death of me.”

I smacked his chest playfully.

“I wish we could stay like this forever.”

“I know, baby, I know.”

Those words lingered in the air thick with emotion and intention. We both sat in a peaceful silence that felt too delicate to interrupt.

Just then I realized, he didn’t use a condom.