GUILTY PLEASURES (THE CULMINATION)

“I’m all yours papi” she mumbled as I pulled one side of that silk nightie off her shoulder.

God! She had the skin of a baby. A skin so soft it would tear from rubbing. Heck. My fangs would easily create scars on this one. And considering how rough I can be, she’d bear a couple of scars to remind her of me.

The remaining side of the nightie came off as soon as the other side reached her elbow. Then she wriggled it to the floor. Nudity had never felt so fine. The feel of her skin on mine was heavenly. Okay, I don’t know how heaven feels likes so I’ll go with the big O (if you know what I mean).

My pants were still intact but I knew it wouldn’t be long before they joined her nightie on the floor. But I decided to keep them that way unless she decided otherwise.

I kissed her on the neck, trailed the tip of my tongue along her jawline, teased the back of her ear and even nipped her earlobe gently. She would momentarily gasp, get on her toes or even try grabbing my head. That could be cloud 3 I figured. We had 6 more clouds to go.

Without warning, she turned around. There was fire in her eyes. It was that look of lust and desire all bundled into one. Looking at me straight in the eyes, she went straight for my buckle. “This is hurting me” she said, smiling coyly as she unbuckled my belt then got rid of it in one swift pull. I smiled back at her teasingly. And she knew I had been waiting for her to do it. “You jerk!” she said before grabbing me from the back of my head with one hand and pulling me in for another breath-taking lip lock. The other hand was busy working its way up and down my zipper. It was my turn to gasp. She was teasing me. I could feel it though the fabric of my school uniform pants.

Noting I was too carried away to even sync my lips with hers (blame me not. I’m a man. I cannot multitask) she broke off the short lived osculation, and got her back off the door pushing me away friskily. Then her eyes scanned the room, stopping at the mahogany study table at the corner at the furthest end.

“Have you used that yet?” she asked

“No,” I replied with as much sobriety as I’d get my hormone-intoxicated self to garner.

“I see you do not like reading. I’ll teach you a lesson”

She grabbed me by my pant-fasteners, and pulled me as she led the way to the mahogany table. I followed meekly feeling like a hawker who had fallen prey of the unforgiving county council cops.

At the table, she swept a finger on the well-polished top to check for dust. I bet that was her in full dom mode. The she looked at the finger and shook her head in satisfaction before sitting on it.

“Not even a creaking sound. This one will do just fine, aye? “She said, unfastening my pant and unzipping them in quick succession. I sighed in relief. Why on earth did she have to take this long? Mr. Man down there was suffocating behind that zipper. And just to verify that, he popped out in joy. Freedom at last.

“Go sit on that swivel chair behind the desk” she ordered me. And that got me flipping. So I squinted, looked her direct into her eyes and with as much spite as I could gather, I asked her, “And who exactly are you to order me around?”

“You are not the boss of me now”, I added sneering.

“WOAH!” She exclaimed. “Eaaasy tiger. Easy. I am your chemistry, but I will be teaching you biology today. Time to do some practicals you never did in form three”, she said hopping of the desk and tagging me along to that swivel chair. “Have a sit dom” she teased

Lackadaisically, I settled into the seat. Pissed but turned on AF. The scramble for power has always intrigued me, and standing right in front of me was a woman who knew how to tango. Damn!
Feet at ease, hands akimbo she gazed my crotch, smiled for the umpteenth time before straddling me, though careful enough not to sit on well, you know what.

I got tired of being teased and grabbed her, kissing her hungrily. And she followed suit, loosing ourselves in the passion and hunger. Cloud 6 was nigh.

Then we heard a loud knock on the door.
“Muthumbi open up!” came the command from that familiar cold voice I dreaded.

It was the principal!

        ***THE END***