A steamy kiss from his teacher
'Hi Miss, Grant,' William said.
'William, come in. I'm glad to see you,' she said.
His teacher moved close to kiss him, then at the last moment changed her mind, and just squeezed his shoulders. She looked flustered from nearly making a fool of herself with a student. She understood why she almost kissed him. After being in bed together, and sharing personal time, they had become close. Too close for comfort.
It was unwise letting a student into her home. How it began she couldn't remember, but she should put a halt to his visits. She smiled back at him, and a feeling of pleasant acceptance warmed her. There was no harm done, and besides, he was a nice young man trying to be helpful.
Vicky came in and gave him a big smile. 'Hi, William, how are you doing?'
'OK, thank you, Miss Bourbon. Where do you want these shelves?' he asked.
She linked her arm in his, and giggled, 'I want you in the bedroom, to put it up me, I mean, for me,' she whispered, out of hearing of Miss Grant. 'To put up some shelves,' she quickly added, for Miss Grant to hear.
'You can carry on with dinner, while William does it for me,' Miss Grant said.
It sounded enough like a command that Vicky went to the kitchen, after winking at William.
'I'll have you in the bedroom first, William. I mean, you can put it up, err, the shelving unit,' she said. Her mouth dried up, halting a confused request, with a blush highlighting her cheeks.
As he led the way into her bedroom, he realised the familiarity could have been questioned. Of course he knew where her bedroom was, as he'd shared her bed often enough while she was hypnotised. This was the first time in her bedroom while she was his teacher. Then he remembered she woke up one morning, not hypnotised, and was shocked to find him in her bed.
Following him in, she didn't say anything. She looked pre-occupied with her own thoughts.
'Where do you want the shelves?' he asked.
He put down a tool bag, and looked over the packaging. The instructions were simple enough. The wall was light, but strong enough to secure the free standing shelves, so they wouldn't tip forward.
'It didn't take long, William,' she said.
'I didn't know you were still here,' he said.
'It was nice watching you absorbed in your work,' she said.
She patted the bed beside her, indicating he should sit.
'I wanted to thank you for not spilling the beans, about the weekend,' she quietly said.
'That's OK, Miss Grant,' he shrugged.
'It would be very awkward explaining to the principal and school board, why Miss Bourbon and I were in bed with a student,' she blushed.
'Naked,' he reminded her.
'Well, yes, that would be a difficult one. I'm not sure I can explain it to myself,' she dully spoke.
'It's alright, just forget about it,' he reassured her.
His arm wound around her shoulders, though she was too preoccupied to notice.
'I'll not forget you saving us, and the calm way you behaved. You were such a responsible young man. When we were in that awkward position, well, I don't think many men would have held back. Not when we were so close to, you know,' she told him.
'You mean when we nearly. . . Well, you said not to,' he lamely said.
'I have to admit, there was a moment, when, well, I did want you. There, I've admitted it,' she crossly spoke. 'I'm sure you didn't want to hear that from an old school teacher,' she added.
'You're a young attractive woman, and I wanted you so badly I ached. You know that. You said, no, and I respected your decision. Don't know how, but I did,' he smiled, trying to lighten her mood.
'All I know is, your my student, and it is wrong to get involved. I have to show responsibility, William,' she said.
Their heads were almost touching. Partly from talking so quietly, and from the intimacy of the subject. When she turned to face him, her eyes widened, and her nostrils flared. She became aware of his arm around her. From being remote, thinking of that weekend, her perspective suddenly changed to become aware of him. She became aware of how close he was, and they were on her bed, in her bedroom. Her whole body became sensitive and alert.
He moved forward slightly for their lips to meet. Just a gentle comforting peck on the lips was meant. In a split second a moment of chaste intentions, changed to a full on consumption of each other's mouths. Their arms wrapped around each other, tightening, gripping hard, manoeuvring around their bodies. They were entranced in the small world of their entwined bodies. All they were aware of was his bear hug, and her frantic grip.
A knock on the door startled them. 'Dinner is ready,' Vicky announced.
They furtively patted their clothes into place, not looking at each other. William nearly laughed. Kissing his teacher had almost been as exciting as bedding her, when she was hypnotised. Kissing her just now was as exhilarating as being naked in bed with her.
He reached for her, but she shook her head.
'We can't, William,' is all she said.
He wrapped his arms around her, forcing her to be close. It didn't take much effort.
'That was nice. Comforting. No need to worry about it,' he said.
'Easy for you to say. It was nice, but I'm a woman, not a girl. I need more, yet I have to be responsible for both of us. What if you hadn't stopped last weekend. With or without my permission, you could have taken me. You weren't wearing protection, and I could be pregnant. That would change everything. Both our lives would be so different. Being an adult conceals a lot of responsibility, William,' she lectured.
William couldn't bring himself to say a word. He followed her out to the kitchen where they sat to eat. Pregnant? She could have become pregnant because he wasn't wearing protection. OH! FUCK! He hadn't thought of that. He looked at both of them, remembering the times he'd cum inside them, while they were hypnotised not to remember it.
It dawned on him that he'd seen May taking a pill in the bathroom. He intently looked at Vicky wondering if she was on the pill. She didn't have a boyfriend, so maybe she wasn't bothering with the damn things.
'You OK? Vicky asked.
May assumed he was recovering from having kissed his teacher.
'I just need to go to the bathroom,' he said.
May looked closely at his crotch, assuming he had to deal with an erection. Not seeing a lump in his trousers, she wondered what was wrong. She would have to apologise and set things right with him. It was a terrible mistake, leading him on like that. She sat quietly eating, glowing warmly. Wrong it might have been, but she felt wonderful, enlivened.
It felt natural, even familiar, as though they had kissed and cuddled before. Of course, they had been naked in bed, and had shared their body heat. She wriggled in the seat, feeling a wet spot down there, with a spreading heat tingling her entire body.
William came back looking relieved. A box of pills were being used, on Vicky's shelf, and May's, in the medicine cabinet. Dinner went quickly with little said. Even Vicky was unusually quiet.
'At last I have you in my bedroom, William,' Vicky giggled.
'You're a naughty tease,' he scolded her, and laughed.
