Advanced Seduction (Straight, Romance) Read Free Page B

saw someone sitting in the front row.”
    Memories of her sitting in front of the class, sometimes with her knees apart against the legs of the desk, rose up. She moaned softly at the though that he watching her every movement. “I wish I knew that then. We could have had a few after school… specials.”
    Dave sat up sharply. “Seriously?”
    “Y-Yes?” She cleared her throat and took the plunge “Yes.”
    “Ever thought about doing it in the class.”
    “Almost every night,” she said, her breath coming in soft pants. Her cunt was a fire and nipples ached. She was talking about sex with her teacher, her fantasy.
    “Still do?”
    Blushing, she glanced down at the table before sheepishly looking up. “I am now.”
    “Do you think,” he gulped and looked at her over her glasses, “if I got you into the school, you could… maybe put that skirt on?”
    She almost came at the sudden heat boiling inside her. “But, it’s almost midnight.”
    “And summer, but that won’t stop us.” His smile bolstered her.
    “Why?”
    “Rob, the janitor owes me a favor for sneaking some vodka into a game. And I know he’s currently sitting at home watching a game.”
    She took a deep breath and glanced at the bar. She shivered and nodded. “I can be at the school in an hour.”

Chapter 4
Quick Shower
    Christina tapped her foot against the floor of the car as she resisted the urge to floor the accelerator. Only a block away from her parent’s house and she was impatient to tear apart her room to find the skirt she swore she had.
    She couldn’t believe that Mr. Roberts, Dave, invited her to the school. She only hoped that she read him right instead of coming with one expectation and being disappointed.
    The car in front of her continued to plod along. The brake lights flashed every few houses, adding to her frustration and anxiety.
    “Come on, come on!” She thumped her steering wheel and swore under her breath.
    Her jeans were already soaked. The smell of her excitement filled the car, sweet and tangy. It was both humiliating and thrilling at the same time. For years, she fantasized about Mr. Roberts and now, maybe, it would happen.
    The car in front pulled past her parent’s drive. She yanked the steering wheel and screeched into the pad. She missed and ended up in a diagonal across her customary place and her mother’s. A few seconds later, she was out of the car and ducking underneath the garage door as it opened.
    She spotted her dad as she came through the kitchen. “Hi, Daddy! Bye, Daddy!”
    In her room, she started at the bottom drawer and pawed through it. It had been two years since she wore the skirt and she wasn’t absolutely sure where she left it. Her heart was pounding and she was frantic, which added nothing to her efforts. She kept pushing clothes around until deciding to just yank them out until she found it.
    “Something going on?”
    She jumped at her dad’s voice from the door. Guiltily, she looked up. “I, um, have a date?”
    Her dad was wearing his bathrobe and a pair of boxers with a comic hero on it. It did nothing for his appearance, but somehow it was comforting. There was a strange smile on his face. “Must be a hot one.”
    “It’s with…” She blushed as she realized what she was about to tell her dad. She gulped and glanced down at the jeans in her hands.
    “You don’t have to say, honey.”
    Smiling, she looked back at him. “Sorry.”
    “As long as you have fun. Going to shower too?”
    Christina glanced at the bathroom door.
    “You probably should, if you hope to get lucky.”
    “Daddy!”
    He chuckled, shook his head with amusement, and closed the door.
    Christina gave up trying to be neat and dragged the clothes out of her drawer. Panties, jeans, and skirts tumbled through her hands. They were old styles, ones that she probably would never wear again, but not the skirt she wanted.
    Finally, jammed into the corner of the second drawer, she found it. Red with black and