Lucy Gives It Up for the Teacher by Jackie White (small books to read TXT) 📕

than she should have done on matching pink bra and panties. She was counting the hours.

After the longest weekend she had ever known, Monday finally arrived. Her flatmate, Karen, was amazed to find Lucy ready for work twenty minutes earlier than usual. Lucy was wearing a plain, knee length red dress. Something she had worn to work many times before. She didn’t want to draw attention to herself.

“Are you all right?” Karen said.

“Yeah why?”

“It’s Monday. You don’t do Monday mornings. You don’t do any mornings!”

Lucy didn’t want to get into this conversation, so she excused herself and went out to catch the bus.

“Are you feeling okay?” Alison said when she saw Lucy was already at her desk. Alison had never known Lucy to get in before her. Lucy shrugged. Her mind was on other things. She couldn’t get the image of Edward Jacobs out of her mind. She was determined to wipe that stony expression off his face.

The phones started to ring at nine o’ clock on the dot. Her customers must have noticed a change in Lucy’s manner. She wasn’t as chatty or flirty as usual. She was much more business like and to the point. By ten thirty, Lucy began to think it must have been some kind of cruel wind up. Then a few minutes later, the main door to the telesales office opened. Lucy held her breath. Mike Thomas, the sales manager walked in. She exhaled. What a let down. But then she noticed he was holding the door open for someone. That someone was Edward Jacobs. Lucy’s heart started racing, and she felt the blood rush to her cheeks. The two men stood by the door for a moment before making their way over to Claire’s office.

“Look who’s there,” Alison said.

Lucy nodded and watched the two men who were now inside Claire’s office. Mike Thomas appeared to be laughing, but Edward Jacobs still wore the same stony expression. Claire looked like she was about to have a coronary. Lucy knew how she felt. Lucy managed to compose herself long enough to finish the call she was on, but then hit the ‘Away from desk’ button on her telephone console. The two men were in Claire’s office no more than a couple of minutes, but to Lucy it felt like an eternity. Then they were gone.

“Did you see him?” Alison said.

“Of course I did,” Lucy said.

“What is he doing down here?”

“How would I know?” Lucy wished she had a clue what was going on.

Twenty minutes later Claire came out of her office.

“What was Edward Jacobs doing down here?” Alison was desperate to find out what was going on.

“That’s none of your business, get back to your station,” Claire said. “Lucy come into my office would you?”

Lucy was out of her seat so quickly she almost knocked Claire over. Once inside the goldfish bowl, Claire said, “Take these up to Edward Jacob’s office.”

“What are they?”

“This quarter’s sales figures. Not that it is any of your business.”

Under normal circumstances, Lucy would have asked why she was the one to take the sales figures up to the fifth floor. But she figured she already knew the answer.

The fifth floor receptionist gave Lucy the same snotty look she had the day before.  Lucy could have cared less. She had a meeting to reconvene.

The same stern voice bid her to enter the office. This time Edward Jacobs was standing in the centre of the room, on the Oriental rug.

“Lock the door,” he said.

She did as she was told, conscious she was already moist.

“Put those down.” He gestured towards the sales figures.

She dropped them onto the drinks cabinet next to the door.

“Now take off your dress.”

Every inch of her body wanted him now. She stepped out of her shoes, pulled down the zip on her dress, and let it fall to the floor. He walked towards her, his gaze moving up and down her body. She stole a glance down at his crutch. She could just make out a bulge. He was human after all. He walked behind her, and expertly unfastened her bra, it fell to the floor. His arms encircled her and cupped her breasts. She pushed her backside towards him until she could feel his erection. She wanted him inside her. He pinched each nipple, not gently, but not so hard that it hurt. Without warning he scooped her up into his arms and carried her across the room. He sat her down on the desk facing him. He lifted her bottom and pulled down the pink panties. Then he lifted her legs up, so her feet were planted on the desk. He dropped down onto his knees and sank his head between her open legs.

Lucy thought she would explode as his tongue parted her wet lips. She wondered how soundproof the room was, and whether she dare make any sound. Suddenly she had no choice, and let out a gasp as his tongue found her clit and teased it back and forth. She no longer cared if miss up-herself sitting at the reception desk could hear her. Lucy lay back, and rested the back of her head on the desk. She teased her own nipples as Edward pressed first one, then two and finally three fingers deep inside her. All the time his tongue expertly played with her clit. Moments later Lucy’s body pushed against Edward’s face as she rushed headlong towards a climax. She knew it was coming and wanted to hold it back. She didn’t want this to end. She lost the battle, and felt the spasms of orgasm rush through her body. She thought she might crush him between her legs.

She didn’t move for a few seconds. When she had caught her breath, she pulled herself up to face him. He placed his hands beneath her arms and lifted her from the desk, spinning her round, just as he had done on Friday. He pushed her forwards, so her breasts pressed down onto the cold