What A Tragic Affair (Frank Teacher)

"I'm a virgin!" I almost shouted at his face. God why did I do that? My face started blushing. I felt like I needed to get it off my chest.
He started laughing. He walked back to his seat on the other side of the desk. Still laughing. At me, not with me.
"Why did you feel the need to tell me this now?" He raised his eyebrows with a smile still on his face. Suddenly his attitude changed to a serious one. "Did you feel like I was pressuring you?"
God? What should I have said? He wasn't pressuring me, I liked it. I liked him. I just felt like he should know, ya know?
"You weren't pressuring me at all. I just felt..." I buried my face in my hands.
"Go on.." He was pushing me to answer.
"I felt like you should know before we did anything at yours." I could have died of embarrassment. "I'm sorry,"
"Don't be," he held my hand across the desk and we interwind our fingers.
"Let's get to work."
"What?" I asked genuinely not knowing what he mean't.
"We need to get to work, you actually need to know how to play guitar before the summer."
I grunted loudly before picking up an acoustic on my right. "Don't worry. I can make it fun," He winked at me. I swear my heart skipped a beat.

After the last lesson of the day I made my way back to the music room.
"Hey Missy, I can't leave for an hour so you can hang round here." He said this to me without looking up from his papers.
I hopped onto one of the desks and started swinging my legs. I walked over to the back of the room and found a CD. A really good CD.
"You like Green Day?" I asked while admiring the the CD.
"I do,"
"Awesome," I answered while putting the CD in the player.
I skipped to American Idiot. I felt so relaxed around him. I decided to murmur the words to the song while I walked round the room and admired the instruments. Soon I found myself singing without even realising it. I burst out into my signature air guitar until I did a 180 degree turn to see Mr Iero's eyes on me with a grin.
"Oh." I let out stopping the singing and dancing.
He laughed and shook his head while he went back to grading papers.
We started having a fluid conversation until it was time for us to leave.

"And I'm...done!" Frank said starting to stand up, "Lets go."
I made my way over to the door of the classroom and I felt Frank's hand snape around my lower back. We made our way out of the school and started walking.
"Sooo you're a virgin." Sir brought out of no where. He knew I was embarrassed. "Oh come on, it's not like I couldn't tell anyway."
What? He knew.
"Stop teasing!" I playfully pushed him still bright pink.
"Oh come on, I'm being serious. How far have you been with a guy then?"
Crap! How was I mean't to tell him? I bit down on my lip. The silence grew more and more awkward. His grip on my waist tightened as we carried on walking.
"Honestly. You are the furthest I'v ever gone with a guy," he didn't reply. But his smile did get wider. "Well how many girl have you slept with?"
"Ah,"
"What is it a little?" I stopped walking and faced him.
"Nope," he answered popping the 'p'.
"A lot?" My pitch of voice got higher.
"Maybe..." We carried on walking.
I. A virgin. Had to compete with how many other women. Women not girls.
"Why do you like me then? I'm a girl, not a women. You could lose your job. I mean, what use am I to you?" I felt confident at the question.
"Stop stop stop." He said pulling me to halt. "I like you because you're you. You're are not like the others. You are you and I like that," his hands made their way round my waist. "We won't do anything you don't want to do, okay?"
"Okay."
"lets go." We carried on walking down the street on the other side of town from where I live, walking distance but about 15 minuets.
We reached his house. It wasn't big or small but it was gorgeous. It was a house on its own with a path leading down the the ivy covered stonework by the light brown door. Inside it was very modern. Wooden floor and the whole downstairs was one big room. A kitchen granite island with stools and a 'L' shaped sofa facing the TV. It was gorgeous.
"Welcome to my humble abode," Mr Iero said spreading his arms out. "Get yourself comfy and I'll get you a drink."
I sat on the sofa and pulled my skirt up a little and took my cardi off. Leaving little to the imagination. Sir came back a few minuets later with two glasses of wine.
"I hope this is okay." I nodded in response.
I felt his eyes study down my body and go down to my legs. I uncrossed my legs and began to budge myself closer to him. I put my wine on the floor and I did the same for him. My hands caressed his face as I leant down . My lips lightly brushed his lips. His lips slowly opened as we shared each others taste. We moved our lips until his tongue asked for entrance. I granted entrance as I felt his hand drift up my legs and to the top of my rear. His light touch was electrifying.
Having his hands caress my body gave me a boost of confidence. I stopped the kiss and stood up in front of him. I went on top of him and sat on his lap and knelt either side of his waist. He seemed surprised but went along with it. With hands rubbed my arse and slowly pulled me closer to him. I slowly rocked with the kiss. We had been practically sucking each others faces for 8 or 9 minuets before I asked.
"Want to give me a bedroom tour then?"

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