I pull into the parking lot at the school Eric works at and find a space near the entrance. I’m pretty sure I can’t just walk in there and do whatever I want, and I’m proven right when I enter the building. Immediately someone stops me, wanting to know what my business is there. I have to show a photo I.D. and even then a phone call gets made to Eric’s classroom to check me out.
The secretary I’ve been dealing with, Felicia, keeps giving me the stink eye. It probably really pisses her off when she has to show me to where Eric’s classroom is, but whatever. I’m not even going to worry about it. When I get to Eric’s room his kids are in the midst of doing an art project at their tiny desks and just the idea of Eric trying to sit in one of those things makes me laugh.
Felicia knocks on the open classroom door and says, “Mr. Northman, your visitor is here. Please make sure she doesn’t lose her guest pass.” Felicia hands me a sticker I’m supposed to wear the whole time I’m there.
Am I six-years-old all of a sudden? I won’t lose my sticker but I manage to stop myself from rolling my eyes.
“Sookie is capable of keeping track of a sticker, Felicia. Thank you for bringing her to the classroom.” Eric smiles at me and guides me into the room. He looks at me and says, “Lunch is in ten minutes if you don’t mind waiting.”
“Not at all. I have the afternoon off for my teeth cleaning so I’m free until three.”
I look around his classroom and smile. It’s bright, colorful and I’m being stared at by twenty-six pairs of eyes, all of them probably wondering who the strange lady is with their teacher.
“Kids this is Miss Sookie, can you all say hi to her?”
A chorus of little voices calls out, “Hi, Miss Sookie.”
“Miss Sookie, say hi to my kids,” Eric smiles.
“Hi, kids,” I give them a wave and a smile.
“How do you feel about a little Q&A?” Eric asks me. “The kids can be curious and I can see the questions churning in their little brains,” he whispers.
“It’s fine with me,” I nod. I figured the kids would ask questions. I just have to remember not to cuss or say something inappropriate in front of them. Basically clean up my act entirely.
“Hear that, guys, you can ask Miss Sookie anything you want,” Eric addresses his class.
Immediately seven hands shoot up.
“Oh boy,” I whisper and defer to Eric since I don’t know the protocol.
Yes, a room full of six-year-olds scares me.
“Kassie, I saw your hand first. Go ahead,” Eric says, pointing at a little girl with dark brown hair and a yellow headband.
“Miss Sookie do those shoes hurt your feet?” she asks, and it makes me laugh. I’m wearing a pair of blue suede wedges that make me dangerously close to being as tall as Eric.
“Not anymore. They pinched a little at first but I’m used to them now,” I answer.
“Good question, Kassie. Lance, its your turn, sir,” he smiles at a little Asian boy.
“Are you Mr. Northman’s girlfriend?” Lance asks me.
I look at Eric since I don’t know how much of his personal life he likes to share with his kids.
“Miss Sookie is my girlfriend,” Eric answers and ten more hands fly into the air. “Gino, your turn.”
“Now you’ve done it,” I whisper to him.
“Are you going to get married?” Gino asks.
“No, Gino, we don’t know if we’re getting married. We just started dating.”
“Miss Felicia isn’t going to like that,” a little girl says from the back of the class. Eric gives me a look that says he’ll explain that later.
“Alright, you guys have five minutes, you better make the questions good. Jocelyn, what would you like to ask Miss Sookie?”
“Are you a teacher too?” she asks.
“No, I’m not a teacher,” I answer. “I help people that want to be in movies find parts to play.” That’s the easiest way to explain it to a child.
I manage to answer eight more questions before the kids have to line up for lunch. I think my favorite is when a little girl named Pam asks if she could try on my shoes. I let her, but I hold her hand to make sure she doesn’t fall down. That’s the last question the kids get to ask, and it’s probably a good thing or every little girl in the room would want to play dress up with my shoes. None of the kids leave the room crying or afraid of me so I think I passed whatever test there is for six-year-olds to decide if they like someone or not.
I go with Eric and his class to the lunchroom, and then we walk back to his classroom hand in hand.
“Well that was fun,” I smile while he retrieves his keys and phone from his desk.
“Mmhmm, you’re not going to have to deal with the after lunch crowd,” he snickers.
“Are they worse after lunch?” I ask as he leads me out of the room.
“They were being on their best behavior for you. The real questions will come after lunch. And Sandra mentioned Felicia being mad because since Tara and I split Felicia has been trying to get in my pants. She’s always at my classroom for one thing or another.”
“Then it’s a good thing I came by to mark my territory,” I wink at him.
“Yes indeed. She knows I have a new girl, but doesn’t seem to care. Maybe it’ll sink in now.”
“For your sake, I hope so. It’s annoying when people don’t just go away when they should.”
I get in the passenger’s side of his car, knowing we’re on a time crunch so we’ll have to go somewhere quick so he’s back on time.
“A new sandwich shop opened up around the corner. Is that okay?” he asks as he pulls out of the parking lot.
“That’s perfect. Whatever works for you. I hope you don’t mind me dropping in like this.”
“Not at all, it’s a nice surprise,” he smiles and reaches over to hold my hand.
Our fingers lace together and in less than two minutes we’re pulling into a parking lot. Eric finds a space and I have to let go of his hand so we can get out of the car. We walk into the little sandwich shop and order our sandwiches. After getting our drinks we find a table outside and take a seat to wait for our food to be brought out to us.
“So how’s your day been so far?” I ask him.
“Not bad. Really all I can ask is for the kids to be well behaved and they have been so far today. What about you? How’d you get out of the office to come out here?”
“Dentist appointment,” I remind him. I reach into my purse and pull out an envelope and hand it to Eric. “I got those from my boss this morning. I thought you might want them.”
“And this is…” He opens the envelope and looks back and forth between me and the tickets. “You’re giving me Linkin Park tickets? For real? I mean these are actual tickets?”
“There should be backstage passes in there too,” I smile at him. I noticed he owns the entire discography when I was at his house, so I assume he’s a fan.
“Is it too soon to say I love you?” he asks without looking away from the tickets.
“Just a little. I’ll settle for a thank you, though.”
“Thank you,” he says as he leans over to kiss me. “I like you, a lot.”
“You’re welcome and I’m glad you like them. You and Alcide can go. You’re not obligated to take me with you, just so we’re clear on that.” He’s really not. I like the band but I tend to lean more toward country music courtesy of my upbringing so it’s not going to break my heart if he goes with Alcide instead. As long as it’s not Felicia, which I know he wouldn’t do.
“Are you sure? He’s going to shit a kitten when I tell him.”
“I’m positive. I can go do my girl stuff that night.” I am in desperate need of a mani/pedi so it’s perfect.
Eric takes his phone out and takes a picture of the tickets. I see him type a few things and he hits send.
“Al is going to love you too,” he says.
“Yeah just let him know he’s not thanking me with a motorboat,” I snicker as our food is delivered.
“Hell no, I’d never let him get that close to you. If you want to come over tonight I can give you a proper thank you.”
“Is it anything like your proper hellos?” I ask, and cut my sandwich into quarters since the turkey BLT is enormous.
“Similar,” he grins and takes a bite of his sandwich.
“Well I can hardly say no to that,” I smile at him and take a bite of my own sandwich.
By the time I get home from work I’m exhausted. The kids ran me ragged after lunch. I don’t check my phone until I get home and when I do I have a text from Alcide.
Fuckwad: Motorboat the missus for me!
I ignore him and kick off my shoes. I go into the bathroom to take a piss and wash my hands. I’m down to my boxers when my doorbell rings. Who the hell is here? I look through the peephole and smile. I forgot I invited Sookie over. That’s how tired I am.
I open the door just wide enough to poke my head out. Maybe we can start making our own porn right now, shitty acting and all.
“Can I help you?” I ask her.
“I was told to come to this address if I wanted a proper thanking,” she says.
“Oh yeah?” I smirk. I open the door a little wider so she can see I’m mostly naked. “Come on in, I’m a professional thanker.”
“Is that so?” Sookie steps inside.
“Yes it is. Can I take your things?” She has her purse with her.
“Mmm… I don’t know, my boyfriend might come home at any time,” she says with a wink. “I don’t know if he’ll be okay with a professional thanker touching my stuff.”
“I can make it quick. He would never know you were thanked at all. Because you have a lot of… stuff I want to touch.”
She looks me up and down and says, “You have a lot of stuff I want to touch too.”
“Are you going to let me touch your bag?” I ask, reaching for her purse.
“Since you’re a professional, I’m going to let you touch anything you want.”
I step forward, closing the small space between us. I take her purse and set it on the table before I pull her face to mine for a kiss. I reach down to rub her pussy and I ask, “Are you going to let me thank you with my mouth on this pussy?”
Sookie moans and nods her head slowly.
“I can’t wait,” I whisper and lead her back to my room. “So, for this thanking I’ll need you to take your clothes off,” I say once she’s standing next to my bed.
Sookie turns around and asks, “Will you unzip me?”
“Of course.” I step up behind her and as I unzip I run my fingers along her skin. “There you go,” I whisper when I’m done.
“Thanks,” she says, and lets her dress fall around her feet. She reaches back to unhook her bra and then tosses it aside. Sookie keeps her back to me and slowly takes off her lacy blue panties. “Shoes on or off?”
“On, unless you’d like me to thank them with a massage,” I say as I appreciate her nude form. She has a really nice ass.
“Now I need you to lay in the middle of the bed on your back. The thanking will be easier if you keep your legs spread nice and wide for me,” I direct her as I begin to take off my boxers.
“I can do that.” Sookie gets up on my bed and stretches out on her back. She leaves her legs parted for me and her hands go to her tits to play with her nipples.
“You’re doing an excellent job with the pre-thanking prep,” I praise her and get up onto the bed.
I kneel down between her thighs and tell her to watch me when I take hold of my shaft. I start stroking before I move to drag my tip through her folds to make sure she’s nice and wet, although my pre-thanking plan will make sure she’s dripping. Once she’s panting I scoot back and lean over so my face is hovering over her pussy. I really, really enjoy having my face where it’s at right now. I think she loves it too.
I look up the length of her body and flick my tongue out, hitting her clit. She lets out a small hiss, and I want more from her so I move down a little farther and I lick her from ass to clit, eliciting a long, sexy moan.
“Thank you,” I say and I start sucking on her nub while I bring two fingers to her opening. I don’t push them into her yet, I just rub and play, so I can make her drip.
She moans, “You’re welcome.”
I continue to suck and lick, earning those same sexy-as-fuck moans for a few minutes before I finally decide to push my fingers into her. I know she likes to get fucked hard so I work my fingertips in and then drive my fingers into her, making her arch her back.
“Thank you,” I say again as soon as I find her spot. This isn’t rocket science, so Quinn must’ve been a dumb ass for not finding it, or maybe he was too selfish to try.
“Aaah, fuck! You’re welcome!” Sookie cries out.
I have to giggle at that. I start sucking her clit again, with a smile on my face, and I watch her face contort into some of the prettiest faces I’ve ever seen as I quickly rub my fingertips over that sweet spot inside of her. I’m ready to fuck, and I need her to cum.
“Can you say you’re welcome by cumming all over my hand?” I ask and rub my tongue on her clit. “Thank you, again.”
Her moans get louder and her hips start moving with my hand as she gets closer. Sookie grips my hair and then her pussy starts to massage my fingers as she cums.
“Eric!” she cries out.
“Mmm, thank you for this, baby,” I purr as I lap at her pussy.
I wait until her breathing calms a little and I move up her body. My lips find hers and she moans when I slip my tongue into her mouth. My hips thrust, running my solid length along her slit. I keep thrusting as we kiss until I can’t take it anymore and I pull back far enough for my tip to find its home at Sookie’s heated entrance. I slowly thrust in until I’m buried inside of her.
“Thank you,” I whisper against her lips when her back arches.
“You’re welcome,” Sookie moans, and moves her hips to meet my thrusts.
I keep it slow for a few minutes as we kiss. I have my full weight resting on her and her arms are wrapped around my ribs, with her legs around my ass. This is as close to making love as we’ve gotten, and for the moment it feels really good. Just… right.
I know if I don’t change my tactics I run the chance of getting weepy so I push up onto my arms so I can look down into my gorgeous girl’s eyes. With another ‘thank you’ I pull my hips back so just my tip is in her and I drive forward — hard. Sookie gasps and grips my forearms, digging her nails in as I continue to pound into her. This is good, this is really good and I love that I can tell how much she likes it.
With a quick kiss and a smile I sit back to hook her legs. I fall forward, bending her in half, and I keep fucking her hard and deep.
“Is this the ‘thank you’ you were expecting?” I pant. I’m not going to last long like this.
“No,” she whimpers, and moves her hand down to play with her clit.
“Mmm, tell me what you want. Tell Daddy how you like his skin flute in this sweet little vajizzle,” I breathe and I have to stop because I start laughing.
Sookie bursts out laughing and when she calms down she dramatically cries out, “Give it to me, Daddy!”
I snicker a little and roll us over without falling out. Her legs settle on the bed next to my hips and I reach up to grab her tits.
“Fuck me,” I command, sending a shiver down Sookie’s spine and making her nipples tighten just a little more.
Her hips start to rock quickly and she reaches back to play with my balls with one hand while the other continues to play with her clit. A cheeky smirk develops on her face and she says, “Your trouser snake feels so good in my love tunnel.”
She feels too good for that to get me. I do smile, but I grab her hips to stop her and I start slamming up into her ‘love tunnel’. I’m ready to cum.
“Keep playing with your clit, baby,” I say more seriously. “I want you to cum with me.”
“I’m close,” she pants and her fingers move faster.
I don’t let up and I keep driving up. My eyes are darting back and forth between her face and her tits bouncing. I can feel her pussy begin to squeeze around my shaft. Her head falls back and a fresh wave of her honey flows down, coating my balls. Fuck… I can’t hold on and I pull her hips down as I slam up before I release deep inside of my girl.
“Thankyouthankyouthankyou,” I chant as my stomach muscles twitch while I cum.
Sookie whimpers and I can feel her aftershocks as she falls forward against my chest. She kisses along my neck to my ear and whispers, “You’re welcome, sweetheart.”
I wrap my arms around her back and turn to find her lips. The kiss is long and slow. It’s perfect and I feel like the luckiest guy in the world to have this girl right now.
“Honeysuckle, I’m exhausted,” I tell her when the kiss breaks. “But I wouldn’t be opposed to you staying with me tonight.”
“I can do that,” she whispers, and pulls on me to get me to roll over so I’m on top of her and I snuggle into her tits. She runs her fingers through my hair and kisses my head.
“You know you’re stuck with me now, right? These are the best pillows in the world.”
“I’m okay with being stuck with you,” she says. I can hear her shoes hitting the floor somewhere in the room, and then her legs tangle with mine.
I’m starving, but I’m too tired to move. I guess it doesn’t matter now, because even if I wasn’t I don’t think I’d move anyway.
“Oh, in case I forgot to say it, thank you for the tickets. I hope your boyfriend doesn’t mind… or catch us in this compromising position,” I say as I stroke her side.
“Mmm… If he does I’ll take whatever punishment he comes up with,” she says. “Or I’ll distract him with a blowjob.”
“Naughty girl,” I say, smiling against her skin. Because I can’t help myself I tilt my head up and I start sucking on her nipple.
“He doesn’t complain,” she giggles.
“I bet he doesn’t,” say around her nipple. When I release it I lightly blow a stream of air across her skin to watch it tighten. “I love watching your nipples,” I whisper and turn to suck the one I’m laying on.
Sookie moans and says, “If you keep that up I’m going to expect you to fuck me again.”
“Maybe that’s my evil plan. Maybe I want the boyfriend to catch you writhing and moaning under me so he’ll give you to me,” I tell her and suck harder as my fingertips ghost up and down her side.
“That is evil,” she moans. “But you can’t have me. I’m pretty crazy about my boyfriend.”
“Maybe I should try to change your mind,” I whisper and I slide my hand down between her thighs. “What do you think would sway you in my direction?” I ask as I stroke her slit.
“Hmmm… that’s hard,” she says. “He’s great in bed, super sweet, funny, adorable, smart, patient, a lot of fun to hang out with… we’re talking whole package material. You would really have to blow my mind.”
“Well, shit. How do I live up to that?” I smile. I keep my eyes on hers as I work two fingers into her. Once I get her nice and juicy I add a third. “How does that feel?” I ask in a low, husky sex voice and her hips are flexing like she’s trying to get my fingers deeper inside of her.
“So fucking good,” she pants.
“Do you want more, or is this good?” If she wants more I have a plan. I don’t know how she’ll feel about it, but I guess I’ll find out.
“It’s enough,” she says. “It’s tight already.”
“Mmm, yes it is. Very fucking tight,” I growl.
I pump her a few more times and then when I start to slide in again I let one of my fingers move down to her lower hole. She tenses a little, but allows me to work it in so I’m finger fucking her ass and pussy at the same time.
“Is this okay?” I ask, keeping my eyes locked onto hers.
“I don’t think I like the ass stuff,” she says hesitantly. “It’s gross.”
“Okay,” I say and pull my finger out. I don’t want to ruin anything so I keep the two fingers I have in her pussy going in and out slowly. I dip my head to take her nipple between my lips again and twist my fingers in search of her g-spot. She jerks when I hit it.
“Is this better?”
“Yes,” she moans, and her hips flex faster.
I keep playing with her and I start kissing the underside of her breasts, sucking her skin just hard enough to leave a mark before moving on to the next bit of skin. The wet, sticky sounds of me fingering her fills the room along with her moans making my cock hard.
“You’re so fucking wet right now,” I inform her. “I bet when I pull my fingers out your honey is going to drip…” I moan when I feel her walls tighten a little.
“Mmm… more,” Sookie moans and her walls pulse around my fingers.
“Do you want to cum in my mouth or on my dick?” I ask her and I keep rubbing her sweet spot as I shift my body.
“I win either way,” she gasps. “But I want you to cum too.”
I’m not really worried about another orgasm, but I sure as hell won’t complain. I move up to my knees between her spread legs and I keep fingering her. As soon as her orgasm hits I pull my fingers out and slam my cock into her so I can feel her pulsing around my length. I fuck her hard and fast through her orgasm and then I pull out. I grab her hips and flip her onto her knees with her shoulders on the bed and I drive into her again… and again… and again.
“Fuck!” I shout when I feel myself getting close. I grab her shoulder and her hip and I pound her hard, for once not even paying attention to her body and it only takes a handful of thrusts to explode deep inside of her cunt. I let out a loud gasp when I cum and I feel Sookie’s pussy grip my shaft so fucking tight.
Her body shakes and she’s breathing hard with her eyes clenched shut.
“Sorry, I got carried away,” I pant.
“It was good,” she mumbles, and shivers again.
“Do you think I can keep you now? I don’t want to give you back to your boyfriend,” I say as I pull out. When I collapse on the bed I pull her in tight against my chest.
“I’m too tired to fight it,” she says. “You two boys can duke it out over me.”
“Thank you,” I say one more time. I kiss the top of her head and tangle my legs with hers. “Are you ready for sleep or are you hungry?” I’m exhausted, but I can get my ass up for food.
“I think I need a nap and then I want tacos. Lots of them,” she replies.
“Chicken or beef?”
“Go to sleep, baby, and when you wake up I promise you’ll have all the tacos you can handle,” I tell her and kiss her head again. I don’t move though.
“You’re the sweetest boyfriend I’ve ever had,” she says in a sleepy voice, and snuggles into me.
It feels good to hear her say that. I feel like I’ve been a shit boyfriend in the past, so this time I plan on doing things right. Plus I like Sookie more than I remember liking any of the past girlfriends.
Once she’s out I extract myself from her grip and I pull on a pair of shorts. I’m tempted to go to Jimboy’s and get a shitload of tacos, but I’ll make dinner for her. She deserves it, and I love homemade tacos.