The new girl leans over rather seductively, turning her head and letting her jet black hair flow over your shoulder as her lips practically touch your ear.
"I know your secret John. It's why I picked you." she says in a deep and sultry voice, before sitting back up in her chair slowly once more as if nothing happened.
Huh? Sweat is coating your head as you try and figure out if you are just halucinating or something. Girls do NOT like you. It just doesn't happen! And this girl? She scarcely seems like she's fourteen or fifteen years old. She looks more like a slightly short seventeen! Though you are desperately trying NOT to look at her... not very successfully. The glances around the class are getting worrisome. You already get ribbed for your geekiness and general lack of... well any aptitude whatsoever. Now others will be jealous of you without you getting any of the benifits. Well... because there is no way she'll ACTUALLY like you is there? Not a hope in hell!
Again she leans over, slowly draping her head sideways on your shoulder and whispers...
"Oh I beg to differ." Then with a wink she sits back up again.
Ho.... le... shi... EEEET!
You have a hard-on like never before, frantically sweating, and are a nervous wreck. This just does NOT happen!
Struggling to remain calm (yeah right! Like THAT is going to happen!) you still catch glimpses of her out of the corner of your eye and see her eyeing you, or thrusting her chest out provocatively, or seductively licking her lips, all JUST when your eyes turn to her. How does she do that? My god, her nipples are poking out of her dress! Fuck that's hot!
"John? I asked you to define how to do long division. Come on boy, front of the class. Here's the chalk. Explain it to us!"
Nervously you head up front as the teacher demands and begin to write out what you can remember. Glancing over your shoulder you can see Lilith eyeing you, her expression very steamy. You can even see her cross and uncross her legs under the bench and... The chalk snaps. Fuck!
"Sorry Sir... I... I've got tit... it... I mean...." you blush furiously and finish the write up, but curiously the teacher does not chide you, and beside the same looks of envy from the rest of the class, no-one seems to be picking on you for it as they usually would.
You finish to the teacher's acceptance and head back to your seat.
"Well done John, was that enough encouragement?" Lilith says, resting her head firmly on your shoulder, this time not sitting back up again.
You look around, and are amazed that no-one seems to much care about this. Still looks of envy, but no jeers, no looks of doom from the school bullies. What is happening?
"E... encouragement?" you stammer quietly.
She shimmies on your shoulder, her shoulder sliding behind yours against your chair, her chest rubbing against your arm. Your pants threaten to snap under their strain!
"I thought you'd like a little show." She said, as you remember seeing the view under the desk. Whoah, no knickers! "Though I DO know what you want. I want it too. Why not just do it now? No-one will mind."
Glancing around you are sure some of the kids nearby must have heard that, but no-one reacts. Could you really do that? In class? In front of everybody?!?
"So, since I picked you because you shared my desires what say we just do it now. Come on, lets..."
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