"Kimberley, thank you for the vote of confidence, but you could get me fired and on `the register' doing that. I've only just got into teaching and I don't want to end up banned for abusing my position even for two lovely young ladies like you. Now come on, bugger off and let me get home."
Not wishing to push past and touch them he waited for them to move, but
Kimberley stood her ground her hand still on his forearm and looked at him for the longest time and then leaned in again and kissed his cheek more firmly this time and whispered:
"Thanks, Darren, we think you're lovely too and we certainly wouldn't want to lose you! See you around, maybe," she winked at him and Cheryl smiled conspiratorially and blew him a kiss as they turned to go.
Darren, waited for them go round the corner at the end of the corridor, where they both turned to look at him and blew kisses. He looked around and fortunately there was no one else in the corridor to witness what had transpired. Shit! Shit! Shit! Schoolgirl crushes on teachers was not unknown but he thought the age gap of getting on for 20 years would shield him from the worst of it, obviously not! He'd come into teaching at the age of 34 having given up a promising career in marketing to go back to something he really loved, history. Now, two years in, he was the `crushee' for the first time, at least as far as he knew as no previous `crusher' had ever let on in the way that Kimberley and Cheryl had just done so. They had attempted flirty conversations with him previously but not like this and he was both flattered that two gorgeous teenagers would find him cute, but also scared and anxious that it not get out of hand. He also knew that he had to make sure that they did not feel rejected as unsubstantiated allegations from an unrequited `crusher' could be just as damaging to his career as genuine complaints.
Driving the 20 miles to his home in Wallingford, half way between Reading and Oxford, he mused on the situation and concluded that he would report the situation to his head of department on Monday, just to make sure that he made it public first.
Arriving home, he showered and waited for his friend and lodger, Marc, to get back from work before they went into Oxford for a Friday night out. After his divorce, 5 years previously, he had bought the small house and invited Marc to share it with him and ease the burden of the mortgage payments. They had been friends since university and had shared a common love of football and women over the years. The partnership had been slightly derailed by Darren's 5-year marriage but they were now back together as Friday night hunters! Darren decided not to burden Marc with his problem and they left the house about 8.00pm.
A few beers, a curry and 11.00pm saw them queuing up to get into the Park End club, a regular Friday night venue. It was normally jammed with university students so there was always a plentiful supply of attractive young ladies looking for fun. However, the exam season was in full swing and as a result the club was less busy than usual so they bought their drinks and decided to separate to see if they could find anyone they knew. Half an hour later and Darren had come up dry and was standing at the bar, nursing a drink looking around for Marc hoping he was having better luck when he heard his voice behind him.
"Here's my mate Darren, I'm sure he'd love to meet you two."
Darren turned at the sound and saw Marc weaving through the crowd with two girls, one a tall blonde and the other petite and dark. His mouth dropped open ... Kimberley and Cheryl ... they looked absolutely gorgeous and he couldn't help but feel a lurch of arousal at the sight of them in short, figure hugging dresses. Kimberley's long legs were clad in a pair of thigh length boots which made her legs look even longer. Cheryl was tottering on high, fuck-me shoes and her beautiful, almond shaped eyes looked slightly out of focus. She was tipsy and he expected Kimberley was too!
"Darren, I want you to meet Kim and Chezza, two gorgeous ladies who I, literally, just bumped into."
"Hi Darren, fancy meeting you here," said Cheryl, clutching his arm and leaning up to kiss him as Kimberley crowded in from the other side and brushed her cheek against his and whispered in his ear.
"Please, Darren, don't make a scene, we'll have one drink and then go, I promise you. We just wanted to see you out of school and for you to see us as women and not as silly school girls. We think you're rather special, but I guess you've worked that out for yourself after this afternoon."
He looked into her deep blue eyes and almost fell in and drowned in the pleading and longing that he saw there. He paused and then looked away for Cheryl and beckoned her with his head to come in closer and put an arm around both their shoulders to pull them even closer.
"For my sake, please get the fuck out of here, now!" he whispered harshly, Cheryl's eyes started to tear up and Kimberley looked hurt and shocked.
"Hey, I didn't know you knew each other already," said Marc, "can I get anyone a drink?"
"I think the girls have to leave already, mate," said Darren looking at Kimberley and Cheryl, daring them to disagree, but all he could see was anger in Kimberley's eyes and tears in Cheryl's.
Kimberley turned to Marc; "No we don't have to go just yet. We'll both have vodka Red Bulls please and Darren will have his normal Grey Goose and tonic."
She turned back to him and leant into him and whispered in his ear again.
"Play nice, Darren, and you'll get to fuck some teenage pussy tonight. Play nasty and I'm making a complaint about you on Monday that you tried to grope me in the classroom this afternoon with Cheryl as a witness. Now, give Cheryl a nice long kiss and tell her that everything is going to be alright!"
She stepped back and raised an enquiring eyebrow as to what his next move was going to be.
Fuck! He was trapped; he could dodge the allegation as the CCTV would show nothing happened in the classroom itself, but the mere fact that one had been made would put a question mark against his career. He needed time and would have to go with the flow and try and sort something out later. However, he needed to get them out of here before anyone else recognised them.
He slowly nodded at Kimberley and reluctantly pulled Cheryl closer and her free arm came round the back of his head pulling him down into a kiss. It started out very chastely, almost as if she didn't quite know what to do and he certainly didn't want to encourage her. However, tentatively, she opened her mouth and the tip of her small tongue emerged and he found himself responding. Their tongues became more active and within a matter of seconds they were devouring each other's mouths. His cock started to twitch at the passion of the kiss and the fact that she had dropped one hand into his crotch and was shyly stroking his growing boner though his trousers. He backed away and looked into her dark eyes.
"Apparently, you're going to get to do that later but for the moment I need to be able to walk out of here."
"Sorry, I was enjoying that and you seemed to be too," she giggled and withdrew her hand and despite the situation he grinned back at her. He looked over at Kimberley who smiled approvingly while she took her drink from Marc before moving over towards Darren and nestling into his shoulder and turning her face towards him for a kiss. There was no hesitancy and her tongue was almost down his throat before he could open his mouth. He started to respond but pulled back as overt displays of affection could get them thrown out. He leaned back towards her and ran his tongue tip up her long, graceful neck causing her to sigh and shudder and whispered in her ear:
"I don't know what this is all about but I'm going to make the best of it." He smiled and pulled back from her and looked down at her seeing her hard nipples outlined against the tight fabric of her dress. Above the noise of the club he heard Marc chatting with Cheryl.
"So how come you know Darren and he didn't share you with me?" asked Marc as he passed Cheryl her drink
"Oh, we met him here one time when you weren't about. Perhaps you'd scored already and left him in the lurch, I can't remember."
"Well, whoever I scored with, he got the better of the deal!"
Darren bent down to whisper in Kim's ear again.
"You do realise that I'm not the only one who will be fucking some teenage pussy tonight, he and I share a house and I can't take you back there without him wanting to get involved."
"Of course, that's why we `bumped' into him deliberately, but Cheryl wants to fuck you first as she has something special she wants to give you," she smiled knowingly at him.
"You ... mean ... ahhh!" he half smiled, maybe this wasn't going to turn out too badly after all!
"I don't want this to come out wrong but can we get out of here in case anyone sees us who knows who we are, please."
"Why Mr. Rutherford, anybody would think you don't want to seen with two gorgeous girls?"
"Don't get me wrong, I don't think I've ever been with two women as beautiful as you, but ...."
