That night I must have jacked off about 5 times thinking of Mrs. Shannon. Finally drained I drifted off.The next day at school my friends and me were ...alking into class when Mrs. Shannon put her hand on my shoulder and said "Hey James," with a smile. One of my friends whispered to me "Damn man I been here all year too and she ain't said hi to me." "I got a way with the ladies," I said with a laugh. "Sure you do buddy," my friend said. After class Mrs. Shannon grabbed me again, "Are you coming. ‘Go peek in real quick to make sure it’s clear.’ Rachel studied Blake’s face for a moment as she pondered his words. In a strange way, they made her feel a little more shamefully excited than if they’d just gone into the boys room. In this case, she’d have to do a little recon of her own if they wanted to proceed. It meant that she had more control over the situation than before, and if she went ahead and did as he asked, there would be an implication that she wasn’t just being ‘led’ to. That it is the person who gives themselves fully to the other that is truly in charge. How to do this became an ever invasive thought in the back of my mind. But even if that would never happen, I still want you. I set about becoming your friend, never mentioning my desires again. We soon become lovers, enjoying each other more and more as time goes by. I watch you as others continue to try and dominate you, and watch as you knock them down, one by one. Slowly, a plan forms in my mind and I. “No, but I can’t lie the thought did cross my mind.” I answered jokingly, and feeling a bit more bold. Finally she agreed, and I lead her to my car. As I opened the door for her I could feel her up against my back, her breasts fully pressed against me, and her nipples were hard as little rocks, but something else brushed against me, and at the time I didn’t think to much about it as she slid onto the passenger seat, and I made my way around the car hopping in. The drive to my place wasn’t long,.