Chapter 1
I sat anxiously in my counselor's office, my leg often bouncing up and down as I nervously played with the nails of my fingers. I stare at the back of her black rolling chair as the clicking of her old computer echoes throughout the seemingly empty counselor's office that is doing everything but calming my nerves. My counselor Mrs. Evans finally turns around releasing an exasperated sigh with a smile on her face interlacing her fingers together. “Congratulations Miss. Hilton you’ve successfully transferred out of Mr. Gross’s class and into Mr. Wilson’s Biology 102 course. You must thank that nice chap who was willing to transfer classes with you”, My counselor winked at me handing me a folder and a packet.
“The folder contains the new arrangement of your classes, and the packet contains the information for Mr. Wilson’s class I already contacted Mr. Wilson for you letting him know about the class switch so you should receive an email invite into his classroom for the next semester.” The only words I grasped before taking the folder and packet transferred into Mr. Wilson and I were no longer anxious, instead bursting with happiness at the thought of seeing him again.
I’ve known Johne for as long as I can remember or should I say Mr. Wilson. He was my brother Lukas’s best friend in college whom he brought around for every major holiday I could remember. New Years, Thanksgiving, and Christmas there wasn’t a time I didn’t see him up until I turned the age of ten, he stopped showing up.
Since then, I’ve had a crush on him the way he would lick his lips before throwing his head back and letting out a throaty chuckle, the light stubble on his chin he would caress whenever he was thinking hard about something, even the way his eyes would look when he got serious. Just the thought of him has me rubbing my thighs together to stimulate the ache between my legs. I grab my bag and other belongings with haste leaving the counselors department greeted by the icy winter air as I run to my dorm. Soon next semester will come, and I’ll be with Johne again.
NEXT SEMESTER
I can’t help the tingle between my thighs as I’m reminded of Mr. Wilson, I used this winter break to prepare myself for his class doing the voluntary extra credit work for him to send explanation videos on questions I pretended not to understand only to masturbate to the sound of his voice. I bite my lip, my hand following the shape of my breast down to the navel of my belly button before resting over my pussy. I let out a moan as I moved my hips lightly pressing my pussy against the palm of my hand just enough to apply some pressure onto my clit. I wonder how he’d sound with my pussy pressed against his tongue as I grind down onto his face, my hips jerk into the palm of my hand at that thought.
I grab the teddy bear placed on my nightstand that Mr. Wilson won for me at my school fair when I was seven and quickly placed him between my thighs. I slowly pressed my clit against the nose of the teddy bear, my left hand holding the teddy bear in place as my right hand caresses my breast pinching my nipples. My mouth hangs open as I let out a needy moan placing my full weight on the teddy bear grinding my hips onto the teddy bear’s face, my hips jerking each time my clit makes contact with its nose. I clench my legs around the teddy bear’s head as my legs shake. “Johne”, I moan out as I come.
I stare down at the prized possession between my thighs that’s slick with my arousal. “Oh, don’t give me that look”, I say with my chest heaving and face flustered. I grab a disinfecting wipe and wipe down places contaminated with my arousal before placing it into the hamper for a fresh wash. I look over at the time and see its nearly nine I smile at the thought of seeing Mr. Wilson today for the first time in years.
