Sex With My Student -PartFive-

My mind was going absolutely crazy; it was heating my body trying to process everything that has happened in the last ten minutes. I felt my head spinning and my blood rapidly heating then cooling over again, it was nauseating. But even though everything was going crazy in my head, the strangers face was frozen, it stayed in place while the walls behind him dripped clean of all colour.

   But the stranger seemed too flawless for my mind to play with, he was just plain beautiful.  When we all picked up our belongings and emptied out into the chaotic hallway, I began to walk, but I was going nowhere, I had somewhere to be but no idea how to get there. I held open my note book in my hands looking at my hand written schedule, I stood there casually by myself, and everybody too scared or too intimidated to talk to me. There was an empty circle around me where nobody wanted to touch me, I stood there and heard something say something as they walked past “She looks amazing!” this made me turn and smile at the boy who said this, he looked shy as he smiled back at me. After giving a quick smile at this boy I looked back down at my schedule when someone had stepped into the forbidden circle.

“You lost stranger?” I recognised the silky voice and turned around immediately, the beautiful stranger stood there.

   He was wearing a plain semi-loose blue t-shirt with a pair or ordinary light jeans. Even though his dress sense was nothing special the perfection still radiated from his skin, and the flawlessness in his velvet voice just poured out when he spoke. Creating such a creamy tone you could only imagine he had a voice of an angel, his voice was truly a sweet melody.

“I’m afraid I am” he smiled, the radiation was flowing infecting my body “Do you know where, G14 is?” he shook his head coming to my side

“May I see?” I held out the schedule slightly, he leaned his head in closer to mine to see holding the corner of my note book. “Ah you have photography now, which is in the Art block” I looked to my side and gave him a confused look; I was waiting for a reply when spontaneously... “Sorry I didn’t catch your name?” I smiled at him; he gave me a dashing look

“Safire McCarthy”

“That’s a beautiful name” I blushed holding in my flattery “Now I can finally put a name to the strangers face” my face turned a pinker colour, he smiled boldly at me

“Thank you, what’s your name?” he bit his lip but suddenly looked back down to my schedule, it was like I didn’t say anything, but then I wondered if I had actually asked for his name or just thought it.

“I’ll take you to a point where you won’t get lost” he turned to me, face close to mine. I gave him an awkward smile before looking back down to my notebook. “Thanks” my mind was wondering why he didn’t want me to know his name; but my mind wondered. I imagined what the conversation would go like...

 “Thank you, what’s your name?” he bit his lip then traced his tongue over his bottom lip creating a tempting shine.

“I want my name to remain a mystery for a while” I bit my own lip now,

“And why would that be?

“Because you will think about me until you figure out my name, you won’t be able to get me out of your head” I mimicked his actions from earlier, I licked slowly around my lips creating tension between us. “What makes you so sure I’ll try and figure out your name?”

“Because I’m guessing I’m not just another face to you” his fingertips slid gently over mine while I was still holding my note book, I looked down at his fingers on top of mine and bit my lip harder. I looked back up at his face but he was already looking at me “Why are you so sure?” he let of a flirtatious chuckle and shook his head a little “I can just tell, your a special girl. You didn’t escape my thoughts either” I must have blushed again “A very special girl indeed, girls never get stuck in my mind but there is just something about you. Something which keeps drawing me into you”

“Now I feel like I shouldn’t have told you my name, see how you like this torture”

“Torture? Ha am I really that special?” I nodded gently; he looked down at our hands then back up to me. He quickly snatched his hand from mine placed it on the small of my back and pushed me swiftly through the mob of students. I hurried keeping up the pace when we came to a stop at an entrance “The art block is just there” he lent his head in close to mine saying it quietly “Thank you” I felt dizzy from the rush through the halls, he turned his back away and I walked him pace away. When he suddenly turned around coming to my ear and whispering “Safire, my names....”

   And that’s where my vision ended, but unfortunately the conversation didn’t go like that, he showed me the directions to the art room but he was only walking beside me, slowly in silence. His hand wasn’t on the bottom of my back nor was he pushing me swiftly through the ‘mob’ of students but just walking slowly.

   He occasionally looked at me, probably making sure I was still by his side. But to my surprise we did come to a stop at an entrance “This is it, you just walk through these doors and take a left” I was disappointed “Thank you” I looked down “Well bye” he said while quickly walking away, I didn’t even bother turning around, this was nothing like how I’d pictured it! There was no hope of him coming back. I was looking at the sign above the doors when I heard a clearing of a throat

“Safire, my names Connor, Connor Wilson” his name sent a sensation through my body keeping my blood calm and cool; I felt my sight easing, the walls no longer melted and the colours no longer blurred but now I saw everything for what it was. I turned around and there was his gorgeous face, it was the only thing I could concentrate on. “I thought you didn’t hear me” I stuttered, he smiled at me once displaying all this pearly white teeth

“I was going to let you think about me and wonder, but I thought I didn’t want to torture you” the smile remained on his face; he’s right, it would have been torture. I giggled

“Thank you, I was even starting to think that I wouldn’t find out”

“Don’t be silly, I couldn’t keep it from you. I think we’ll be friends” I grinned, he was so kind.

“I hope so” the bell sounded of signalling that the period had already begun “Well I gotta go now, get to history”

“Of course” I smiled

“Well I’ll see you” he said taking a few steps backwards

“See you” I felt my cheeks going rosy again but I fought the urge to turn red. He was further away now when I shouted after him “Hey Connor Wilson?” he turned around “Cute name” I saw him disappearing in the tide to students hurrying to lesson. But I still managed to see his florescent smile through the sea of chaos “Thank you Safire McCarthy!”

   He was now gone, disappeared in to the now empty hallways. I stood there for a moment trying to take in the warmth of the moment when I realised I was late, rather late. I spun around on the balls of my feet and walked quickly towards the art block, I was going to be late, but on the other hand...

I had found my mysterious handsome stranger; Connor Wilson.