Without breaking his stride, he tossed his towel back on the rack and strode out of the room as if he hadn't noticed a thing, leaving the girls standing in a silent, slightly flustered daze.
Travis grabbed his bag from the locker, slinging it over his shoulder as he made his way down the hallway toward Ms. Bissette's classroom. He walked with a slight swagger, his mind drifting to the "reward" she'd hinted at for his tutoring efforts. The anticipation alone put a smirk on his face, his pace quickening just a little.
Meanwhile, back in the locker room, whispers and lingering glances followed in his wake, each girl still reeling from the sight of him in the showers. Travis had left a mark, an impression they couldn't shake. His toned physique, his easy confidence—it all set their thoughts spiraling.
The girls who had boyfriends were suddenly re-evaluating. Eve bit her lip, thoughts slipping dangerously close to betrayal as she imagined what it might feel like to be in Travis's arms instead. Rhonda, who had always sworn she'd never be swayed by a guy, found herself wondering what it would be like to have Travis's attention on her, his focus, even if just for a moment. Mia, usually reserved, was caught daydreaming, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she indulged in thoughts she wouldn't dare share out loud.
Even Judith, though she'd often claimed immunity to Travis's charms, wasn't entirely free from the spell he cast. There was something about his casual confidence that tugged at her imagination. She smirked to herself, feeling a warmth spread through her as she thought,
' I already miss him… Wonder when I'll get to see him again? '
.....
Travis finally reached Ms. Bissette's classroom, feeling a buzz of anticipation. The beautiful French teacher sat at her desk, absorbed in reading, her elegant frame poised with an almost casual grace. As he walked closer, he noticed she was holding his poem, her eyes scanning each line with a subtle smile on her lips. He pursed his own, suppressing a grin.
"Really?" he muttered, shaking his head slightly.
Vivienne looked up, her smile widening as a soft giggle escaped. "It is good, no?" she teased, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, but I didn't expect you to actually read it," he replied, easing into the chair beside her.
She leaned forward, her gaze playful as she placed a gentle hand on his thigh. "How could I not, mon cher? There's a certain…desire in these words. They tell me exactly what's on your mind."
"Oh?" he murmured, leaning in closer, his curiosity and attraction sparking. "And what do they say?"
Vivienne tapped his nose with her fingertip, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You'll find out soon enough," she whispered, letting the promise linger in the air before straightening up. "But first, we study, yes?"
As she turned and walked to the board, Travis's eyes drifted down, catching a glimpse of her skirt as it shifted just high enough to reveal a hint of red lace. His pulse quickened; it wasn't the usual professional attire he was used to seeing on her, and it left him captivated. But he kept his composure, settling into his chair as she began the lesson.
Minutes passed, each filled with focused exercises and fluent dialogue. They covered everything from pronunciation drills to conversational practice, her encouraging words guiding him through each part of the lesson. When they finally wrapped up, she looked at him with unmistakable pride.
"Your assignment was impressive, Travis. Your pronunciation—" She paused, leaning forward on the desk between them, her voice soft. "I am proud of how much you've improved."
Travis grinned, his gaze lingering on her face. "Wouldn't have done it without you, Vivienne. Your lessons are…inspiring. In more ways than one," he murmured, voice low and suggestive.
Her eyes sparkled as she smiled, then she leaned forward, sliding his desk back just enough to ease herself onto his lap, straddling him. She settled in close, her knees on either side, hands trailing up to rest around his neck, pulling him in as her fingers teased the nape of his neck.
"Mmm, I've been waiting for this all day," she whispered, her breath warm against his cheek as she leaned even closer, her lips inches from his.
Travis wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling the warmth of her body against his as his hands roamed slowly along her sides, savoring every curve.
"Same," he replied, voice steady but edged with anticipation.
He gently tightened his hold, feeling her respond to his touch, both of them momentarily lost in the electricity between them.
She leaned in, letting the world around them fade as their lips met in a lingering, magnetic kiss. Vivienne gasped softly against his mouth, the initial shock quickly replaced by a thrilling rush that made her heart pound. It was her first real kiss, and every sensation flooded her at once, overwhelming and exhilarating. The gentle firmness of his lips, how they moved with hers in a perfect rhythm, made her feel like she was melting against him.
Vivienne's hands found his shoulders, clutching him as if to anchor herself as their kiss deepened. The soft press of his mouth turned hungry, a subtle wildness building between them. Their tongues met, sliding together in a heated, passionate dance. She could taste him—warm, intoxicating, each touch addictive and leaving her craving more.
Travis's lips were sweet, maddeningly so, and Vivienne felt herself lose any restraint, her hands sliding up to his neck as she sucked gently on his lower lip, pulling him deeper, savoring every second. She felt a tremor run through her, a soft, unbidden moan escaping as the heat between them grew. Her skin seemed to tingle with electricity, every nerve awakened by his touch, leaving her breathless and wanting.
' I should stop here before things escalate, but it feels so good. I need more of him' She thought.
Vivienne hurriedly broke their kiss and stood up as she fixed her attire.
" Travis, umm thats it for today. Let's meet again tomorrow, in the morning come to my Office I need to tell you something okay" She said as she tried her best to hold her desire back.
" Umm sure. I understand, I guess I'll see you later then Vivienne " he said as he took his bag and left. Leaving Vivienne to fall on his seat as she breathed heavily.
'I'm so aroused, I need to release all this lust ' she thought as she hurriedly left her classroom and locked it. She went up to her office, making sure to lock the door there as well.
She sat down on her chair, opening the drawer as she pulled out a sex toy.
' It's been a while ' she thought.
TO BE CONTINUED.