Page 13 of Virgin for Next Door Wolf Daddy
She nodded and went inside and took a shower, pleasuring herself with images of his sexy body. It wasn’t the first time that she had masturbated to fantasies of Sebastian and it likely wouldn’t be the last time.
Talia got to school early the next morning. Today was open house, and she still had a lot of work to do. She wanted everything to be perfect, although she was fully aware, that as the school year passed, it wouldn’t always be.
The open house started at four and ended at seven. Parents and students wandered in and out of the classroom all afternoon. Some of them knew Talia and were excited that she was back in town. A lot of them were happy that she had taken the place of the old teacher because now real learning could happen.
Around five-thirty a tall man, with dark brown hair and brooding dark eyes, walked in. He was dressed in a security guard’s uniform.
“Hello. My name is Joe Ellis. I’m a security guard at the prison,” he said. “This is my son, Joey.”
“Nice to meet you,” Talia said. “I’m Miss Delaney. I’m excited to be working with you.”
“Nice to meet you,” Joey said shyly.
Joe held her hand a little longer than was necessary, and Talia thought that he rubbed his thumb across her hand. She jerked it away and unconsciously wiped it on her pants as though to erase the creepy feeling.
He grinned. “I know that we will both look forward to working with you. You are a lot better looking than the old teacher we had.”
“I’m not here to win a beauty contest,” Talia said, feeling very uncomfortable.
Joey looked uncomfortable too and tugged on his father’s arm. “Let’s go, Dad. We have other teachers to meet.
The tall man started to protest, but then another set of parents walked in with their daughter. He nodded and said, “It was very nice to meet you.”
A cold chill went down her spine and an involuntary shiver shook her for a minute.
Talia was grateful that the rest of the open house was uneventful. Everyone came in, got the syllabus, and chatted for a few minutes. Her homeroom students got their schedules and their school planners, and talked about their classes. She was very tired and happy when the principal announced that the open house was over and that everyone should go home.
After locking her classroom, Talia visited Sadie in the library.
“How did it go?”
Sadie laughed. “These things always go great for me because most people don’t even think about me unless they owe fines from last year. Then, they avoid me even harder. The only people who come in here are underclassmen who hand in permission forms to be allowed access to upperclassmen books. They are separated because of content. How did it go for you?”
Talia briefly considered telling Sadie about her awkward, weird encounter with Joe Ellis but decided not to. She didn’t want to make a big deal out of nothing.
“It was good. I have no idea how I will memorize all of their names,” she said.
“You will. It helps if you have a seating arrangement. Seeing them in the same place at the same time will help you remember who they are. Before then, though, just address them as sir or ma’am. They’ll never know the difference.”
“Good advice,” Talia said.
“I know. I always give good advice.” Sadie laughed.
She locked up the library and they walked together to the office where the other teachers were gathered, waiting to be dismissed for the night. One parent was left in the building, talking to the English teacher. Finally, Mrs. Wright managed to shoo the parent out, and the principal dismissed them.
Talia felt good about how the evening went, despite the hiccup with the weird father, but she was exhausted. It had been a very long day. She made a couple of grilled cheese sandwiches and grabbed a bottle of sweet iced tea from the fridge.
“I should work on lesson plans, but I’m not going to. I am entitled to a little bit of downtime.”
She poured a glass of wine and picked up her book. Talia thought about going out front to read and wait for Sebastian, but she didn’t want to seem desperate and make it too obvious that she wanted to see him. With a heavy sigh, she went out back to read. Talia realized that she wasn’t focusing on her book, though, when she reread the same page three times and still had no idea what was going on in the story. Her mind was on Sebastian. She hoped that he would come out back and they would talk – or kiss. Much to her disappointment, he never came outside.
Finally, she had to give up her wait and went back inside to take her shower and go to bed. She couldn’t stop thinking about Sebastian, although she told herself that she was acting like a seventh grader consumed by her first crush.
She was confused. Was what she felt nothing more than the continuation of a young woman’s crush on the boy next door or was it something more?
Does he like me? He kissed me and it knocked my socks off. He was affected, too – it was obvious. However, some men just like to have sex and will take it where they can get it. So, did he kiss me because he likes me, because it was a full moon, or because I was there?
Aggravated with herself and her obsession, she told herself to go to sleep because she had a big day tomorrow. However, she pulled one of her pillows against her body and pretended she was snuggled against Sebastian.
