by Selena Kitt
After lunch when we're all splitting off to go to class, I feel someone grab my ass. I look behind me and Allison shoots me a devilish grin over her shoulder as she walks away. I feel myself getting aroused immediately and have to quickly cover myself with my language arts book.
Did she just grab my ass?
Allison
The weekend finally arrives, and I can't believe how excited I am about cleaning the school. I guess it doesn't matter what you're doing as long as you have somebody you like to do it with.
Did I just say I like Hunter?
Mr. Yates gives us a list of tasks for the weekend. Today's all involve the school's pool. Halfway through the day, Hunter takes off his shirt because it's hot in the pool area. I'm jealous because I can't take mine off, but I'm also enjoying the view.
When we're done cleaning the pool area, I get ready to head to the locker rooms so we can finish up the day there. They're on the list for tomorrow, but we've got over an hour left, so I figure we'll get ahead.
That's when I hear the splash behind me. I turn around and Hunter is in the water swimming around. His pants are sitting on the side of the pool, and he's splashing around in blue boxer shorts. When he floats on his back, I can see the outline of his cock pressing against the wet fabric of his underwear. Let me just say, the rumors don't do him justice.
He's a good person, Allison. He's funny and smart, so stop staring at his package.
I look at his face and he's smiling, but he doesn't call me out. I wish I knew why he makes my heart beat so hard, but what I do know is that ever since we've been spending time together, it's gotten so much worse.
I kick off my shoes, sit down, and put my feet in the pool. I want to get in, but I don't know if I'm brave enough to just take off my t-shirt and shorts and jump in. Hunter swims over to me and stops by my feet. He grabs my ankle, and the hair on the back of my neck stands up.
"Don't you dare." I scold him, but I'm fighting to hold back laughter.
"Then get in here with me." He says and tugs lightly on my ankle.
"I don't have a swimsuit."
"Neither do I. Just take off your clothes and get in." He says and tugs my ankle again.
"Oh, you'd like that wouldn't you." I say and splash him with my other foot.
"Not what I meant. But, now you're going to pay. So, either you get in, or I drag you in."
"Fine, fine. Give me a second." I say and he lets go of my ankle.
For a second I contemplate getting up and running off. I'd have a pretty good head start, and I'm a fast runner. Cheerleading is excellent exercise.
"Don't even think about it." He says and splashes water at me.
"What?" I ask innocently and bat my eyelashes at him.
"You're thinking about running off. I'd catch you. Then, I'd take you over my knee and spank you."
Now I realize how much I want him. Sure, I’ve thought about fucking him before, but my body is craving him in a way I didn’t expect. It's not just because of these weekends either. I've wanted him all along, and hating him was my way of hiding from that. Sure, he can be an asshole, but that's because he's hiding from something too. Hunter could be a very good person if he had the right motivation. I wonder if I could be that motivation.
"Are you coming in willingly, or taking the second option." He taunts me from the pool.
As far as I'm concerned, there is no longer a second option. I stand up and pull off my t-shirt and shorts. He whistles at me and I shoot him a warning look.
"Oh shut up." I scold and take a step back from the side of the pool.
"I'm not teasing you, Allison. You're absolutely beautiful. I mean, I've always know that, but right now, you're just breathtaking." He says and the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.
I sit down on the side of the pool and slide into the water as gracefully as possible. It's not very graceful, though, and I lose my grip. I fall the rest of the way into the water and almost hit my head on the side of the pool, except Hunter wraps his arms around me and pulls me up and way from the concrete edge.
"You saved me." I pant breathlessly.
He's got little water droplets clinging to his thick lashes, and the light is making them sparkle the same color as his eyes. All of a sudden I feel like I can't breathe, and I bite my bottom lip hoping the pain will bring me back to reality.
Hunter grabs my chin between his thumb and forefinger, and covers my mouth with his. A bright white light explodes behind my closed eyelids and my entire body tingles. What little air was left in my lungs leaves me, and when I open my mouth to take a breath, Hunter's tongue pushes past my lips.
I completely collapse into him, and he wraps his arms around me tighter. He holds me closer with every breath I take like he's trying to consume me, and it's as if he really is an anaconda trying to devour me whole.
He moans softly into my mouth, and I feel his hard cock pressed against my belly. Hunter's hand slides down and cups my ass. I should be pushing him away, but I wrap my legs around his waist instead. It feels good here with him. I'm practically floating in the water, and my head is swimming as if I'm in a dream. His other hand tightens even more against my back, and I feel his fingernails dig into my flesh.
Either this has to stop, or I have to admit to myself that it's exactly what I want. I start to push him away, but I can't. There is no part of me that wants him to stop. I wind my hand through his thick, wet hair and pull. He growls and thrusts his hips against me.
Then, it happens. Hunter lets go of me and backs away like I bit him or something.
"We can't do this, Allison." He says sadly.
"What do you mean?" He's already getting out of the pool, and I don't understand what's happening.
I follow him out of the pool and take his hand in mine. He just looks at me for a few moments, and his expression is pained.
"I mean that I want you, I really do, but it's not right. You deserve better than me. A couple of weeks ago I would have gladly taken full advantage of this, but I want something better for you."
"But, I don't think there is anyone better for me." I say and squeeze his hand.
He thinks about it before speaking again. "Allison, will you go out with me tonight?"
"Yes, that sounds good Hunter. I would love to go out with you tonight." I say, and he kisses me sweetly on the lips again.
"Good. I have to pick my mom up from work, but I'll come back and get you around seven."
"Okay."
We get dressed and head to the front of the school so that Mr. Yates can let us out. He's pleased again to see how much we've accomplished today, and I smile inside thinking about all the things he doesn't know.
I drive home and find a note from my dad saying that he's going out with a friend for the night. He usually goes out with friends on Friday night and stays home with me on Saturday, but I shrug my shoulders. He deserves to have a good time and relax. Besides, I'm going out tonight too, and now I don't have to disappoint him or answer questions about my date.
I get showered and dressed fast. My favorite yellow sundress and sandals seem like the perfect outfit for tonight. I grab a sweater just in case it turns chilly after the sun goes down, and throw on a little bit of mascara and lipstick. Right about the time I'm replacing my dad's note with mine so that he doesn't panic when I’m not here, the doorbell rings. Hunter is early, but that's okay because I'm hungry.
"You're early." I say and smile when I open the door.
"My mom got a ride with a friend after work, so I didn't have to pick her up." He says and offers me his hand.
"Well, at least you showered and put on clean clothes."
"I have a hot date I want to impress tonight." He says and flashes a big, sweet smile in my direction.
Good lord this man is going to make me swoon.
Hunter
Whatever has come over me is both amazing and terrible. I've never felt this connected to a girl before, but it's too scary to even think about. What if I screw
up or say the wrong thing and she goes back to hating me again? I'm not sure I could handle that.
When I pick her up for dinner, she looks so beautiful It's like every time I see her she's even more gorgeous than the last time. I was going to take her out for burgers, but I'm going to have to change those plans.
I don't have much money, but I've saved a little. My grandparents are always giving me money for my birthday and Christmas, and I've managed to hold on to most of it. Spending it on one date probably isn't the smartest thing to do, but Allison is worth it. She's used to having nice things, and I want to give her the best I can.
Allison holds my hand while I drive us downtown to the French Bistro all of my more well off friends take their date to on the weekends. When we pull up, she mentions that this place is pricey and that we don't have to go here. I tell her not to worry about it and come around to open her door.
I've never eaten here before, but my family used to eat at places like this all of the time before my dad split and left my mom high and dry. The atmosphere is nice, but I can tell that Allison is a lot more comfortable here than I am. That's good though, and it makes me smile to see her enjoying herself.
After dinner, the waitress brought us the check and a box with two strawberry tarts.
"Dessert's on the house." She says and smiles at us. “It’s the young love special."
I take Allison to the park and we eat the tarts at a picnic table under the stars. While we're talking, the sky clouds over and it starts to rain a little. We go back to my car, and she says she's not ready to go home yet. I take her for a drive around the lake, and like all teenagers, we find a secluded place to park. With the radio on and the sound of rain pattering on the windshield, I lean over and kiss Allison again. We make out for a while, and then she climbs into the backseat. I follow her and our making out turns into more. I know you want more detail than that, but the memory of our first time is mine. I will tell you one thing, though.
She made a man out of me.
Chapter 4
Allison
When I get home from our date, my dad still isn't home yet. That's good because it means I don't have to tell him anything about my evening. The first thing I do is call Terri and tell her everything. She squeals into the phone and tells me she always knew it was only a matter of time.
"What do you mean you always knew?" I ask her sincerely.
"Come on, Alley Kat, you have to know. The only reason two people could hate each other as much as you and Hunter do is because you're completely in love and can't face it."
"Whoa, slow down girl. I never said anything about being in love."
"You don't have to." She continues without listening to me at all.
"And besides, even if I did love Hunter, which I don't, it's not like he loves me back."
"Oh please, that guy is crazy about you. He's been smitten with you since kindergarten when you cleaned his clock. That's the only reason we've all put up with the two of you fighting all of the time. We knew that someday you both would accept what we already knew."
When I get off the phone with Terri, there is a text message from Hunter waiting for me.
Thank you for tonight. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. Have sweet dreams, princess.
I wait a few more minutes before I answer him because even though he seems smitten with me, I don’t want to make it look like I’m just sitting here waiting for him to text me.
Anytime Anaconda. I’ll see you tomorrow. ;-)
In the morning, I find my dad attempting to make breakfast. I can tell he's already burnt the first round or two, but it looks like the eggs in the pan currently are still salvageable. I go over to the stove and stick out my hand. Dad reluctantly hands me the spatula and smiles at me.
"Let me take over. You could make us some coffee?" I say and flip the eggs before they burn.
"Since when do you drink coffee?"
"Since sophomore year. Don't worry, it's just one cup and I don't drink it every day." I say and add some cheese to the eggs.
Once breakfast is ready, we sit at the table and eat quietly. I made a few pieces of toast, and I watch dad assemble a sandwich while he sips his coffee. He clears his throat, and I look up from my plate of eggs.
"We're meeting someone very important for dinner tonight, honey. So, after you're done at the school please come right home and get changed for dinner." He says and stands. "I've got some work to do in the den. I'll see you tonight."
"Who are we meeting for dinner?" I ask before he can get out of the room.
"Hmm. I want to leave it as a surprise right now. You'll understand tonight."
With that, he's gone. The man has a way of avoiding questions like a champion. I have to be at the school in a half hour, so I load the dishwasher and head out.
For once, Hunter and Mr. Yates are waiting for me. They're engaged in a lively conversation when I approach, but Hunter turns to me and flashes his most adorable and welcoming smile. Once Mr. Yates is gone, Hunter wraps me up in his arms and kisses me passionately. I melt into him and immediately his hand travels to my rear end.
"How are we supposed to get anything done today like this?" I say breathlessly when I manage to break away from his kiss.
"Well, maybe we should just do it and get it over with." He says and grabs my butt with his other hand.
"Not out here in the lobby." I say, and I can't believe I'm agreeing to this. Hunter is bad, but it makes me feel like I can be a little bad too.
We end up in the teachers' lounge on a sofa. We don't stop after the first time, and by the time we come up for air, it's noon. Neither one of us thought to bring lunch, so I order pizza. We get a few things done on the list while we wait for the delivery guy. While we're eating, Hunter mentions that he and his mom are meeting someone for dinner that night, so he can't take me out.
"It's okay, my dad has dinner plans for us too and tomorrow is a school day anyway." I say and take another bite of my slice of pepperoni. I don't make the connection.
Despite our morning extracurricular activities, we get the list done by the time Mr. Yates shows up to lock the building. Hunter and I do make a great team when we work together, and being around him makes the dirty work seem almost enjoyable.
"You guys have done great." Mr. Yates says and shakes our hands. "I've decided that I'm going to let you off the hook for the rest of the weekends provided that you don't get into any more altercations. Agreed?"
We both agree, and then Hunter walks me to my car. Once the principal is gone, he leans in and kisses me. I push his shoulders back and laugh.
"I have to go, stud. I promised my dad I'd come right home." I say and give him one last peck on the lips.
"Right, me too. I'll call you tonight right after this dinner thing with my mom and this guy she says I have to meet."
Hunter is gone by the time it hits me. I go to turn the key in the ignition, and realization makes me sick to my stomach.
"It could be something else Allison. The universe is not that cruel." I say to myself and start my car.
I don't want to call Hunter, and I don't want to ask my dad. It feels like if I say it, even just to ask, I'll make it true. I try to think about anything else while I put on my blouse and black pencil skirt. The restaurant we're going to is one of the nicest in the city and dad says I'm meeting someone important, so I've chosen to dress very conservatively on the hopes that it's a new business partner. Please, let it be a new business partner.
Dad's hired a driver for the evening, which I'm guessing means he plans on having a drink. I'm quiet and staring out the window on the ride to the restaurant, and he must be picking up on my discomfort.
"Are you all right, sweetie? You're awfully quiet." He says.
"Yeah, I'm okay." I have to know, and I can't wait any longer. "So, who are we meeting for dinner. Is it a new business partner. Are you expanding?"
"I guess you could say I'm expanding." He says and chuckles. "It's not business, but I wa
nt to make the introductions when we're all together. You understand, don't you sweetie?"
I don't understand. I don't understand why any of this is happening, but if this is what I think it is, I have no idea what I'm going to do. The car stops, and the driver comes around to help me out. I look down the sidewalk longingly and wish I could just run. I would give anything for one more day of happiness with Hunter.
I didn't think I could feel any worse about all of this, but I was wrong. When the hostess leads us to the table where Hunter and his mom are already seated, my stomach ties up in a knot. I can tell by the look of horror and dismay on Hunter's face that he never saw this coming.
