The road seemed to stretch on endlessly before us, but Alexis assured me that our journey was near an end. We'd turn before long into thick woods and travel through narrow, winding roads until we reached her family's cabin. I had no choice but to trust her as GPS had given out nearly 20 minutes ago.
"There's good wifi and okay reception at the cabin," she'd told me, "but you can't get there unless you know the way."
So here I was, driving alone in the middle of god knows where with a girl who was my student just a couple of weeks ago. Her and her four best friends had been together from first grade all the way through high school and now they had graduated with very different futures ahead of them. They had decided to kick off "the best summer ever" with a week long stay at Alexis's family cabin. Alexis and I were heading up before everyone else, the four other girls and four guys.
All of their parents had had concerns, of course. None of them could take the time to chaperone such a trip and many feared what teenagers would get up to out there, even though they were all, legally, adults now. The plan seemed to be dead before it began until Emma brought up the idea of me accompanying them all.
I'd taught the girls US History their sophomore year and Government their senior year. The girls took to me easily and I came to enjoy their company. We got to know each other over the years, but I always remained a detached authority figure. They liked and respected me, and their parents trusted me, which is why all of them agreed as soon as my name was attached. Of course I wasn't told I would be doing this until after the parent's agreed. I was hesitant to do it, but I aquised in the end.
Being out here now, I was glad I had agreed. The sky looked bluer than in the city, the world more open. A couple of wispy clouds floated lackadaisical over the rolling hills to our left, passing over the empty road to the tree covered mountains to our right. We had the windows halfway down and the air filling my lungs felt like it was renewing me from the inside out.
"Having a cabin out in a place like this must be amazing," I said. "I'm sure it was nice getting to come out here all the time growing up."
Alexis chuckled as she gazed out the window, "This isn't the original cabin. That one is just a little out of town and is like one of those cabins you see in a horror movie. Still nice, just a bit run down ya know?"
"Right," I nodded.
She went on, "This one is pretty much brand new. My dad got the land from a client like five years ago for some legal work he did and he built this place and gave the old family cabin to my uncle."
"Oh," I said, "is it nice?"
Now she laughed, "Mr. Holloway, it's a mansion."
"I told you to call me Sam."
"Old habits," she shrugged, "it's hard to not think of you as Mr. Holloway."
I moved on and asked, "When is everyone else arriving?"
"McKayla is driving the rest of the girls and they're an hour or so behind us," she told me.
"What about Todd and Mike?" I asked, looking across the car at her while she looked out the window. "And McKayla's not riding up with Evan and his brother?"
"McKayla and Evan broke up," she stated. "Didn't really make sense for him and his brother to be there."
"Suuuuuure," I drew the syllable out. "And Todd and Mike?"
Her gaze never left the window as she went on, "Well, once we decided about Evan, we felt like we didn't need two other boys."
"So it's just me and you five girls?" I felt my heart beginning to race.
Alexis finally looked towards me, a smirk on her heart shaped face, "Yep."
My eyes narrowed and I shot her a glance. I didn't like that they had yet again pulled a fast one on me. Her smile only broadened. I couldn't see her emerald eyes behind her large round sunglasses, but I could feel the mischief burning there behind the tinted glass.
"Aren't I a boy?" I objected.
She giggled, "Mr. Holloway, you're a man, not a boy."
I skipped the name thing and asked, "And do you parents know about this?"
She shook her head and tucked a loose strand of dark red hair behind her ear. "Of course not."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because you wouldn't have agreed to come," she said very matter-of-fact.
I sighed. She was right about that.
"No more tricks, okay?" I said. "I know you're all not my students anymore, but it would still be very frowned upon if anyone knew."
She turned her body towards me now, the smile on her lips changing. It became a devious thing, as if she had been waiting for this moment. That wily look on her face also crept into her voice.
"You're right Mr. Holloway," she corrected herself, "Sam, we aren't your students anymore. And as of three weeks ago, we're all eighteen now."
A shiver ran down my spine. My mouth went dry. I foolishly asked myself why she would say that, but something deep down knew why. Alexis was a notorious flirt and I'd seen many boys, and a number of my colleagues, become flustered by her with just a few words. Maybe it's because I've been doing this for over a decade, but I had seemingly been immune to her charms. I'd always been able to rebuff her advances or laugh them off, but being alone with her in the car changed the dynamic.
To my chagrin, Alexis went on, "You're going to be alone with five beautiful women all week, and all of them have massive crushes on you. We've all talked about it."
My heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest. I tried to keep my eyes trained on the road, but I couldn't stop myself from glancing her way. The white tank top under her semi transparent yellow striped shirt seemed to be riding lower than before, her full breasts barely contained. The tank top, like a tight second skin against her toned stomach, was tucked into her jean cut offs. How did I not notice how short they were? Her pale thighs were fully on display and if she moved them, I thought I might be able to spot whatever underwear it was she had on. If she had any on at all.
The sunglasses still hid her eyes, but I could feel her gaze. Her lips were slightly parted, pouty and alluring, the edges pulled into a knowing smile. She reached her arm over her body and ran the tips of her fingers ever so lightly against my forearm.
"Not just little schoolgirl crushes either. They might have started that way, but they certainly didn't stay that way," she went on, her voice growing husky. "I've had so many fantasies about you Sam. About us together." She placed her hand fully on my forearm and ran it along it, "We could make them a reality."
I managed to speak despite my mouth being bone dry, "You're-"
"I'm what?" She cut me off. "Willing? Ready? I'm not your student anymore. I'm not asking to date you, I'm going away to college at the end of the summer and I want to make this the best summer it can be." Her hand moved from my forearm to my crotch, "And that involves sucking this dick."
My mouth fell open but no words came out. I let out a short gasp as she touched my crotch, but it morphed into something like a moan as her fingers brushed against my cock through my jeans. I didn't even realize I had become so hard.
"Have you ever gotten roadhead, Mr. Holloway?" Her voice was teasing again, and sweet as a glass of lemonade. She took off her sunglasses to reveal those bright green eyes full of mischief. "I've always wanted to give it."
"Alexis," I groaned as her hand rubbed more fully against my dick. I thought I should resist, but the voice in my head asked why the hell I should. "I- Yes. I want this."
I slowed the car down a little as she began to undo my jeans. Her hands made quick work, her own eagerness causing her to fumble with my belt. She got it undone, along with my pants, and fished out my cock. She paused for a moment and wrapped her hand around the base.
"Jesus," she breathed. "I fucking knew it."
The simple touch of her hand around me caused me to groan. How long had it been since someone touched me like this? Even though there was nothing illegal about what we were doing, it was still wrong in a number of ways. As Alexis leaned forward, her mouth inching towards the head of my cock, I found myself holding my breath.
Her lips parted, her pink tongue snaking out and touching the tip. I groaned and tightened my grip on the steering while. She looked up at me with wicked eyes as she swirled her tongue about the tip, her hand pumping a couple of times with just the slightest of pressure. As soon as precum appeared at the tip, she licked it up and giggled.
"I knew you had a big dick," she whispered hungrily, her hand continuing to work my cock.
Alexis's lips wrapped around the head of my cock and I nearly swerved off the road. I heard her giggle at the reaction, the sound muffled. Her tongue began to massage my thick shaft while her head worked up and down at a steady pace. The hand wrapped around me worked in concert, providing additional pleasure to where her mouth did not yet reach.
Though I wanted to grab onto her ruddy locks and push her down further, I knew I needed to keep a certain amount of control to drive the car. Alexis seemed to know this as well as she sucked me, her efforts concentrated on a slow and sensual blowjob. Her tongue dances about my head as if trying to find the spots to make me moan, which I did freely. She seemed to be enjoying giving me head just as much as I was enjoying receiving it based on the sounds she made.
"Oh fuck," I groaned when her tongue hit a sensitive spot on the underside of me head, "you're really good at this."
Alexis lips departed my cock and I felt disappointment. Her face stayed close to mine, her wide smile plastered on her face again. Her hand never stopped its slow motions.
