The next Monday was touture. We had been talking all weekend, not even in a sexual way, more in a talking stage type of way. She was smart, funny, understood pop culture, and so much more.

As she walked into class I slyly looked up from my book, as she slid into her desk at the back of the room we made eye contact. God her eyes were beautiful. 

“I’m so taking her again today” I thought, not even trying to harbor them. 

Today we’re the last day for essays. We spent it in class doing final edits. About halfway through class she asked to use the bathroom. 

Now, we have a sign out sheet, why? I’m not sure, but the council insisted upon its necessity. 

She was taking an awful long time to write her name down though, maybe a typo? 

As I looked at the sheet I realized it wasn’t a typo but rather a message, simply stated “Bathroom. Now.” 

Needy, I like that. 

I smirked to myself and announced to the class that I was to be right back.

As I walked down the hall my mind wondered. Maybe she just wanted to talk, or maybe it was what I initially thought it was. 

As soon as I stepped inside she grabbed me. Kissing me and pulling me closer, she pushed me into a stall, bathroom hookup edict I guess. 

She stopped for breath and said “I’ve been waiting for this all fucking weekend” between breaths.  

“Me too,” I said honestly “now what did I say about cursing?” I smirked and kissed her again roughly, pushing her into the stall wall. I prayed no one came in. She grabbed my hand and pushed it down, not even waiting. I immediately jumped on that and unbuttoned her pants. I pulled away and looked at her for any doubts, and as far as I could see, there were none. 

“Are you sure?” I said softly.

“Oh my god, I just shoved your hand down my pants, now fuck me” she said playfully while grinding into my hand for emphasis. I smiled and kissed her again before moving down to her neck. 

She lifted her right knee just above my hip, and I held it there for better access. I slipped my hand under her panties and started to slowly work my way down, first teasing her hood, then her hole. Oh how badly I wanted to go for it. 

As if reading my mind she jerked my hand up and whisper-screamed, “Just do it pussy.” 

I looked at her and she immediately realized her mistake. 

“You’ll pay for that, not now, but I promise you will.” I said smugly. She gulped. God I loved the terror in her face as each word formed in my mouth. I knew she liked it though because she suddenly throbbed against my fingers. 

I put a finger inside, testing the waters, then another and started moving. She pressed into me at the sudden stimulation. I grinned at the reaction as I kissed her, with passion this time, not just need. And she did the same. I pressed my forehead against hers and I looked her in the eye, occasionally looking down at my hard work. She was close I could tell, and considering the circumstances this is as much as we could get in. I kept going at the same pace and everything, I didn’t wanna mess this up. 

“I own this.” I whispered as she tightened around my fingers. She threw her head back and opened her mouth.

Just as she did this someone opened the door. I swiftly covered her mouth as she shook. God, I hoped they were just too blind to see the two pairs of feet in one stall. 

“Evilyn? Evilyn ray, are you in here?” I couldn’t quite tell who it was but I assumed it was the teacher from next door. 

“Yes I’m in here. Are my students asking for me?” I asked, obviously annoyed at the intrusion, but loving the thrill.

“Yeah, they’re wondering where you were.” 

I sighed, “I told them I’d be in here, tell them I’ll be out in a moment.” I said, still covering Rynn’s mouth. At that the teacher seemed pleased and left. Just as she left she finished. She rode it out with my hand still over her mouth just in case. After a minute or so of her recovering I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I cursed under my breath and kissed her forehead. 

“I have to go back to class darling.” I said solemnly 

“I know, I’m in it.” she said, brightening the mood. 

I smiled and removed my hand. I motioned for her to open her mouth and suck herself off my fingers, which she did promptly. 

I smiled at the obedience. 

As we exited the stall and straightened our clothes she said 

“You go in first, I’ll go in later, so it’s not weird.” 

“Smart, okay darling.” I said, “When can I see you again?” glancing up at her. I really did want to  see her again. 

“What if we,” she paused and turned towards me, “stopped hooking up at school and upgraded?” she said, grabbing my waist from behind and wrapping her arms around me. “Dinner, your place, Saturday night” she stated. This wasn’t a question. This was a borderline demand.  

I happily nodded, just glad I could get actual alone time with her. 

I kissed her one last time and with that I left. 

On my way back into the room I thought a slew of things, the most prominent of which being “What the hell am I doing?” 

And I didn’t know.