AllFreeNovel
Share Us
4. TAYLOR
I couldn’t believe how close I’d got to him. He touched me, and I’d touched him. I didn’t know if all this time in the class while he’d been a clown, maybe he was just trying to get my attention. Well, now it had worked.
Asher Colson had my full attention, and it was standing at full mast.
I headed onto campus early the next morning. It was a Saturday, and I needed to collect some things from the classroom. After Asher acting out, which seemed very high school, but now knowing he was just trying to get my attention, I was viewing him in a different light.
The campus was empty this early, students were dealing with their taste of hangovers, and teachers were too hungover to come in and do extra work. I was usually in that same state, after one too many glasses of wine, the hangover came easy.
My classroom was humid, since the air-con stunk the room out, I’d have to survive in here.
Papers were still on the desk, the top few layers were dry, but the ink had leaked. My laptop was given to IT and the request for a new one had been filed.
I replayed the moment from yesterday, seeing that outfit fall out of his bag filled something in me I didn’t know was a hole until it had been filled. I approached his desk, imagining him still standing there in place, his annoyed face a permanent scowl.
His face was different at the Manor. He looked comfortable there. The way his face was painted, and almost submissive in those clothes. I had been thinking about it all night, the way he put on a front, but when he was all dressed up like that, I couldn’t help wonder if what he was searching for had been a firm hand to take control or guide him
“Sir,” a voice caught me off guard.
I turned in disbelief. My brain might have really given in already. I didn’t know if I believed what I was seeing, but Asher was standing at the classroom door, his hands tucked into his trouser pockets and his shoulders hunched. He looked sweet, which I never thought my brain would allow me to think.
“Yes?”
“I—I—”
And lost for words. That wasn’t like him at all.
He walked inside and closed the door. “Last night, when you came by the Manor.”
“Yeah?”
“Was that something you were into?”
“I’m a firm believer in people should experience what they think they might enjoy and see if it’s something for them,” I told him. “People are complex. Like, why would you come into class on a weekend. You get lost on the way to the pool?”
He shook his head. “I think exploring yourself is something everyone should do. So, is that something you’re into?” He licked at his lips before sinking his top teeth into the bottom lip. “I mean, it’s something I didn’t know I was into until I really, really go into it.”
“I couldn’t say,” I told him, now I was the one becoming lost for words. I didn’t know what was happening here, but everything that was going on, was leaving my throat oddly dry.
“Ok.” He nodded and turned away to exit.
“You like it?” I asked as he reached the door.
On a slow turn of his foot, he glared into my eyes. “The money is good too, but I think the play is hotter. You know, try it out some time. I’m working again tonight,” he said. “If you want me to continue what we started yesterday. You know.” He held a hand up and made a loose fist. “When I held your hand.”
I’d be out of my mind if I agreed to something like that. “I—I—I’m not a member.”
“That’s a shame, because you’re the only one who knows about me and that place,” he said. “Well, I guess I’ll just see you in class on Monday, if I decide to show up.”
I didn’t know if he was giving me an ultimatum and telling me to go, or whether my brain gave that to me. I wanted to go back. My curiosity was strong, and the way I’d came into my bathroom sink several times last night just thinking about all that body beneath the outfit. “Can I ask you what you like about it?”
Asher chuckled. “If you show up tonight, maybe.”
Well, there was the ultimatum. Either I show up and I get to know better, or I don’t show up and just spank my cock all night with a sense of regret. “Ok.”
He left, closing the door behind again.
I sank from the top, leaning against a desk. I didn’t know what he was playing at, but something told me were playing from the same page. Tonight, that would satisfy my curiosities, or it would leave me with one hell of a headache with thinking of what could’ve happened.
As I collected what I could salvage of the now dry paper, I couldn’t let the idea go. It followed me into my car and back home. I was flying too close to the sun with this one. If I continued, then I could fall flat on my face and I didn’t know what would happen, but I knew it wasn’t pleasant.
The thoughts progressed into pros and cons throughout the afternoon. There was an equal number of cons to the pros. Each one of them was a point made and I couldn’t easily forget either of them. If I went, I’d get to see what was happening, which was a pro. But then if we had any further physical contact, that would go against the ethics at the school, so that was a con.
I hadn’t told Gabriel about the predicament, but I had told him I was thinking of going back to the Manor. I’d need him with me if that was going to happen. He was still there, apparently. I didn’t know where Gabriel got his money, but I knew he sold software, or he had a software company. He had money, but he didn’t spend it on cars, houses, or anything fancy, he used his money on hedonism. I wished I was more like that sometimes; it would make decision making much easier.
What would Gabriel do? I asked myself, and the answer was simple.
Put on something you don’t mind ripping off and come over to the Manor. Sex was sex, but sex with a little role play was much sweeter. Paraphrasing, but he’d said something to that extent once before.
“Do you have your car?” I called Gabriel since he hadn’t been responding to the texts.
