Mine (cont.) (NSFW)
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Emma waited until the sweet beautiful sub had safely entered her house. It was an ingrained habit, being both law enforcement and a woman who'd lived alone all her adult life. Her heart hammered in her throat when Addy gave her one more glance backwards and waved. She was going to be counting the hours until they were together again on Monday afternoon.
Sunday evening, she folded her beloved younger sister in her arms before exiting the old-fashioned Gothic house on the hill. Norma clung to her, tighter and longer than she had in recent memory, lifting up slightly on her toes to reach fully around Em's shoulders. Emma inhaled the subtly sweet floral scent of her sister's shampoo, a confusing mix of feelings taking over her heart. She was the one to break the embrace first, guilty at the sad smile Norma gave her as she left. Could she just be happy for her, be content with her life with Norman? How was Emma ever going to tell Addy the stranger-than-fiction circumstances surrounding her adoption, reunion, and rather...unique...relationship that had built up with her biological sister? She forced herself to push those thoughts out of her mind, for now.
Monday afternoon finally arrived, and Emma locked up her office, walked past the bullpen of other agents' desks to the ladies' room. She swapped her conservative white collared blouse for a royal blue draped scoop-neck sleeveless top, replacing her black blazer over it and adding a silver chain necklace. Much sexier. She also zipped up a pair of higher-heeled ankle boots under her wide-legged black trousers. Em kept a change of clothes in her office’s coat closet, should these occasions arise. After darkening her eye-shadow and touching up her lipstick, she smiled at her reflection. Not bad at all.
An hour later, she parked in front of White Pine Bay High School, slammed shut the Mustang’s door, and walked in, towards the classroom number Addy had told her. It occurred to her, she hadn’t been inside a high school that wasn’t part of a crime scene in how long? She didn’t even remember. Since Columbine: school shootings, lock-downs, and even bomb threats had become so common that she’d set a standard procedure for lock-down and evacuate for Oregon schools.
As her high heels clacked on the tile floor of the hallway leading to Addy’s classroom, Emma watched the few straggling students pass by her. Most of them were glued to smartphone screens. She flashed back to her own high school years back in Toledo. Kids were running through the halls and yelling to their friends. She saw herself running alongside her boyfriend, both in their green-and-white letter jackets. It was more unusual for a girl to earn her own letter jacket back then, but she was a jock and had done it.
Coming back to the present, Emma pushed through the door to her classroom. seeing the sexy blonde teacher in that otherwise-modest black knee-length skirt. Goddamn, she’s so fucking hot, went through her mind as she gave her a lingering once-over. The black skirt flattered her curvy hips perfectly, and Emma couldn’t stop staring at those full pink lips she’d been kissing hard, so recently. As if reading her mind, Addy pressed those lips to her cheek, close enough to the corner of her mouth. If they’d been anywhere else, Em would’ve seized her by the waist and given her a long, deep one.
Parking herself on top of a back row desk, she watched the teacher’s graceful movements as she finished up at her desk, gathered her purse and some folders. “Oh, I thought we might go back to my house, pick up some wine along the way...and relax on the couch, find a movie to watch.” Emma gave a wicked grin, as Addy locked the classroom door. She had something in mind for them to watch, and it involved more beautiful women with their strapped-on toys. Things would naturally progress from there.
When Addy slid her body between her spread knees, Emma gave a soft moan at the throbbing desire starting below, wetness quickly soaking her black bikini panties. “God…” she exhaled, her head dropping back and her eyes closing at the blonde’s lips grazing over her skin. “You’re being very bad,” She softly began to grind against the teacher’s leg. “I don’t know if we’re going to make it that far.”
She stood up, spun Addy around and pressed against her from behind, gave her ear a soft bite. “Bend over.” Pushing her over the desk in front of them, Emma slid one hand up her skirt, so slowly teasing her. Her fingers just barely brushed the wet lace covering her sweet little cunt. Emma straightened, “Let’s go to my sister’s motel. They told me they’re going to the movies this afternoon. We should have a couple of hours.”
Parking in front of the closed motel office, Emma reached up and felt along the top of the door frame until she found the spare master key she knew Norman kept hidden there. She saw through the glass that Room 1’s key was in its place behind the desk, so she opened that one with the master. It would make for an easier getaway before her family could return and catch them. Just the risk of it was such a damn turn-on.
Pulling the teacher into the room with her, Emma took both sides of her face and kissed her deeply, pushing her further towards the bed, “Addy, there’s something I’ve wanted to tell you..” Her turn to suck along the teacher’s neck, “My sister and I: things have been..intense..between us. The chance of her walking in here and catching us...it’s making me so fucking wet.”