First chapter:
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=298241
Second chapter:
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=300547
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As Kelly had instructed I booked a hotel room as soon as I got home from school on Monday. I would have done it AT school if I could have found a way for it to sound inconspicuous. But I could already hear the questions. "John, why do you need a hotel room in the middle of the week?"
"Is there something wrong?" On and on and on they would go. Gossip travels fast around this place and I was going to try to keep this as hush-hush as possible.
I was glad we were taking this off campus. Both the girls are eighteen and perfectly legal, not to mention great in bed. But also there's the risk involved when you get a blow job or fuck a girl in the ass while in a classroom. Although being IN the school sure did make it more exciting. I'm sure there will still be a place and time for that in the future.
I told Kelly on Tuesday during school that I had the room booked at the Holiday Inn for Wednesday night. Check in was at 1:00pm and check out was on Thursday morning at 11:00am. We would all, hopefully, be back at school by then. If not, I was in deep shit. But I think I still might enjoy it even if it cost me my job. Maybe. Actually, yes I probably would still enjoy it.
Kelly and I went over our plan once more during our meeting. There really wasn't much to it; we were just going to grab Marsha as she came out of the door from the locker room after her soccer game. Hopefully no one else would be around and her parents wouldn't notice. We'd let her call them from the car as we were on our way to the hotel. Then we'd be on our way to a wild and crazy night.
I almost wanted to tell Marsha in class on Wednesday. I felt bad but then seeing her in her usual sexy, tight clothes made me realize how much fun it was going to be. I had to sit at my desk more than usual on Wednesday because I didn't want the whole class to get a view of my hard on. That one would have been hard to explain. "Well ya see, Marsha and I are going to be fucking in a hotel room tonight ..."
After school was finally over I headed over to the hotel to check in to our room. I had booked it for two people because I figured at least Kelly would be coming, in one way or another. If we got to bring Marsha we could sneak her in the side door. Nevertheless I checked in as just one to avoid any confusion of having one of my eighteen year old students with me. I got my room key and saw we were in luck when the clerk told me our room was right near a side entrance.
I brought my car around and found the room was the second one in on the right from the side door. This was almost as perfect as you can get and I didn't see a Do Not Disturb sign on the first door so maybe it was vacant. Let's hope that's the side the beds are on then. Who knows how loud we'd be or much the bed is going to hit the wall later.
I brought my overnight bag and some other stuff I'd purchased the night before into the room. I opened the shades and saw the view was nothing much except if you like parking lots. Since we were on the first floor we'd have to be careful to keep the shades closed at all times. That is, unless we wanted to give a stranger or two a free show. You never know what might happen with Kelly.
I locked the room and took both keys with me as I headed for home. I still had a few more hours until the game started. It was time to get some food in me and get the alcohol for later. I had flip-flopped on whether to bring any tonight, as I was the one that would take the heat if we were caught with it. But I decided to try to make the night the best one possible and so I figured I'd go for it. You only live once right?
Of course, before last Friday I thought you'd only have a threesome once. Maybe I was a few hours from proving myself wrong, again. I got home and took a quick nap on the couch before heading out for supplies. I made myself a quick pasta dinner and watched some TV until around 6:30. The game was going to start in a thirty minutes.
Kelly had given me her cell phone number earlier and I gave her a call to touch base with her. She confirmed everything was in order and she was already at the school hanging out by the fence on the sidelines. I was going to be roaming around shooting the breeze with everyone until the last minutes of the game. Then Kelly and I would get together underneath the bleachers and get ready to strike.
I got to the field right at the starting whistle and quickly worked my way up to the front row of the bleachers. Kelly had obviously had Mrs. Brown in on the plan because there was a seat waiting for me immediately to her right. I smiled, waved and came over a sat down.
"Hi Helen, how are you? So nice to see you here."
"Hi John, nice seeing you here too," she said with a wink.
"Its almost like your waiting for me," I said with a smile.
"Oh, you could say that," she replied.
We watched the first half of the game while chit chatting and school stuff and the joys and thrills of being a teacher. Some are more apparent than others. Mrs. Brown actually is a nice lady once you get to know her, even with all the Kelly stuff taken out. I was glad this whole thing had made me a pretty important friend in the school community. You can never have enough contacts in your business, whatever that may be.
Nearing the end of the game I noticed Marsha as she scored two goals for the East team. They were now winning 3-2 over the West team with 83 minutes played in the game. She was in all her glory here in front of our side of town's cheering fans. She was giving everyone high fives as she jogged back to the other side of the field, her gold colored jersey and shorts rippling a bit as she ran. They weren't as tight as her regular clothes but I'm sure no boys were complaining.
Looking at her I saw a different Marsha and I felt a lot closer to her. If I had been an impartial observer, as I was before, I probably would have seen the cocky bitch would strode into my detention last week. Now, I saw a beautiful young girl out on the soccer field having fun. It was amazing what a blow job could do.
Her best friend was standing with her on the field, a girl by the name of Jamie Belmonte. She was another beautiful blonde soccer player who inhabited our hallways. I didn't have the pleasure of having her in any of my classes this year, but I had seen around with Marsha a few times and she was a real looker. She was taller than Marsha by a few inches and because of this her legs were probably her greatest feature, although the rest of the body wasn't bad either. I tried to imagine a way to get this girl in the game with us, but I thought I should leave that to Kelly. And maybe Mrs. Brown?
"It's a shame that I won't be able to be with you guys tonight. You really should make a video or take some pictures for me sometime. I know that might sound weird to you but I really would like to see."
"Well I can understand why you'd want to see," I said with a chuckle, "but yes it does sound a little bit strange. Although I wouldn't be against it, that's for sure. I just think we should wait until after they graduate."
"You probably right John. But hey, hopefully spring will come and you'll still be close to both of them. Then when summer comes, all new opportunities!"