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The school bell rings and I walk down the hall and into Mr. Jacobsen’s classroom. I drop my backpack by the door and waltz right over to his desk. I flip my skirt up and lie back, my head hanging over the edge. Mr. Jacobsen drops his pants and plunges his cock into me. I watch upside down as everyone walking by his classroom realizes what’s happening in here. Out of the crowd, Dylan walks into the classroom. He drops his pants while standing in front of me and I suck his dick as I get pounded by Mr. Jacobsen. My clit is pulsing and as soon as I touch my hot little button, the bell rings again…

I shoot straight up in my bed, alert and extremely turned on. My tank top is not on correctly anymore. One strap is hanging down my arm, and one of my tits is hanging out. I glance down and see my nipple is very hard. I reach to touch it, but I hear someone clear their throat so instead, I pick up that side of my tank top and cover my boob.

“Hello?” I ask before realizing who it is.

“It’s me bitch! Your mom is out running errands.” It’s Mandy. Of course. “Wet dream?” She asks, already knowing the answer.

“Yeah. I’ve had one every night since…well you know.”

“Sounds like you need to get laid again.”

“He’s just been so busy lately. With the first month of school over, he’s got tests to grade and lessons to prep all the time.”

“So? That just means he needs some stress relief too.”

“It’s not JUST Mr. Jacobsen tho.”

“Oh? Are we talking about Dylan?”

“Yeah. He was in the dream too.”

“Hm. Interesting.” Mandy says while darting her eyes around.

“Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“Well… we might have kissed. I know you have dibs… I just, couldn’t help it.”

“Oh.” I was strangely hurt even though I had been with Mr. Jacobsen for a while. “How’d that happen?”

“A party last weekend. We shared a joint and I wasn’t thinking clearly. I just leaned in and we kissed.”

“Well if you guys like each other I won’t stand in the way.”

“No no no. We kissed and both immediately regretted it. Felt weird.”

“Okay.”

We sat there in silence for a moment and then my phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was Mr. Jacobsen. I accepted the call and brought the phone to my ear.

“Well hello stranger.”

I lay back in my bed and Mandy mouths “I’m gonna head out” while motioning to the door. She leaves behind the bag that was with her and exits my room.

“God it’s good to hear your voice.” Caleb says and I can hear him smiling.

“Yours too. Just wish I could be in your arms.”

“Mmm that sounds amazing….” he trails off and then snaps back to reality. “Oh god that’s distracting me. I called for a reason. I’m burnt out on grading and planning and need a break. I promised myself I would get that break if I finished grading this pop quiz from Wednesday. So I was thinking that tonight, we could go see my friend’s band play. The bar is four towns over. So we don’t have to hide.”

“That sounds amazing. But I don’t have a fake ID.”

“It’s an all ages show. You just won’t get the stamp that lets you drink.” He assures me.

“Hm… I guess I’ll just have to do my math homework tomorrow then.”

“No you better do it today. You’ve still got three hours before we leave. Oh. And pack an overnight bag just in case.”

“I can’t stay overnight. My mom expects me home by midnight.”

“Oh well that’s a small problem then.”

“I can lie and say I’m spending the night at Mandy’s.”

“I wouldn’t want you to lie.”

“Then I’ll talk her into letting me stay out. Just pick me up in a few hours. I’ll be ready.”

“Sounds good.”

“Kiss you later, Caleb.”

“Yes you will. Goodbye sweet heart.”

We hang up and I head downstairs. I pour some cereal and wait for my mom to get home.

~~~~

Three hours later and I’ve successfully convinced my mom that I am headed to see my cousin at her college and that I’ll be back tomorrow. And I’ve convinced my cousin to cover for me.

Caleb texts me that he’s parked a street over and I grab my bag and go meet him. I plop down in the passenger seat and toss my bag in the back seat.

“Hey sexy.” He says and puts his hand on my upper thigh.

“Right back at you. Did you dress up for me?”

“Of course I did. You always dress up to tease me. Thought I’d repay the favor.”

We both chuckle and he starts up the car and starts driving.

“So, what kind of music does this band play?”

“Country.”

“Ugh why did it have to be country? That’s the one genre I can’t stand.”

“They’re actually really good. I think you’ll enjoy it. We don’t have to stay for the whole show if you end up not wanting to. We just have to go for a little bit.” He assured me.

“You’ll keep me distracted enough in those tight pants. I’ll barely even know what’s being played.”

“That was the plan. Although now that you’re right next to me, I’m rethinking these pants. They’re getting really tight.”

“I can see that. Anything I can do?”

“No, I’ve gotta stay focused on the road. 45 minutes left of driving.”

“And if I can’t wait 45 minutes?”

“Then you’ll be banished to the back seat again.”

“Fine. I’ll sit here quietly.”

“Good girl.” He says and rubs his hand on my thigh again. Then his hand leaves my thigh to turn on the radio. “Is this okay?”

“Yeah. We can listen to the worst top 40 on the way there. But we’re listening to my music on the way back.”

“Deal.”

We ride in near silence while nickel back and matchbox 20 plays on the radio. They’re not terrible but they’re not good. 45 minutes later, we pull into a bar’s parking lot and Caleb turns off the car.

“We’re here.”

“Can we stay in the car for a minute?”

“Yeah? Is everything alright?”

“Yeah. I just missed you and was too scared to kiss you when you picked me up. Mrs. McGrady could have been looking out her window and would definitely tell my mom.”

“Well you can kiss me now. No one is around that knows I’m your teacher.”

“Does your friend know?”

“No. Although he will definitely know you’re younger than me. You’re barely 18.”

“Most guys find that hot.” I say and lean over the center console and put my hand on the side of his face.

“You’re very hot.” He says with a grin before kissing me.

It was passionate and slow. Kinda sloppy, but in a hot ‘I can’t be bothered to find your lips cuz I’m so turned on right now’ way.

“My pants can’t handle this.” He says pulling away. I giggle and sit back in my seat. I glance down and see how big it’s grown. “Get one last look cuz I’m changing my pants. I can’t wear these in public around you.”

“You wouldn’t have to wear any pants if we were alone.”

“Hmmm tempting. Can you grab me the black jeans from my bag? It’s in the back end.”

I nod and hop out. I readjust the skirt of my dress since it’s ridden up from the car ride. Then I make my way to the trunk. I open it and unzip his bag. Laying on top is a bottle of lube and some condoms. I grab the jeans that are at the bottom of his bag and grab one of the condoms to put in my purse in the car.

I close the back end and hop back in the car. I hand him the pants and watch him change.

“Sexy boxers!” I remark.

“I like dinosaurs. What can I say?”

He puts on his pants and then we head inside the bar. They give Caleb an over 21 stamp and let us in. The bar is pretty full and the band is already playing. Caleb leads me to a table off to the side and pulls out a chair for me. I sit down and he sits next to me.

The lead singer sends a wink towards me and Caleb chuckles. That must be his friend.

“We were in Boy Scouts together.” Caleb whispers to me.

“Did you guys share a tent?” I joke.

“You know it!” He says proudly.

I laugh a little louder than I meant to. And cover my mouth.

“Ah! You’re dirty!” He says while slapping the table. “I’m gonna get a drink. Want anything?”

“I’m 18.”

“Yeah and? You’ve never drank before?”

“I’ve drank. But never at a bar. But it’s fine. I’m gonna drive us back if you’re drinking.”

“You sure? I can still drive after one beer.”

“Nah you go wild. Plus it’s already pretty late. We might have to crash at a hotel like you said.”

“Alright. You’re probably right.”

He leaves to get a beer and returns a few minutes later. He sets down a basket of mozzarella sticks, a water for me, and his beer.

“Figured you might be hungry.”

“You’re so sweet! Thank you Mr. sexy!”

“Anything for you sugar lips.”

“Sugar lips?”

“I thought we were giving each other nicknames?”

“Alright. I’ll take it.”

He leans over and kisses my cheek. I grab a mozzarella stick and feed it to him. He keeps pulling and pulling the cheese to make it stop, but a few seconds later and it’s hollowed out.

“Damn, that’s disappointing.” He says and I pop the rest of the breading in his mouth.

I turn my attention back to the band and eat a mozzarella stick myself. The whole band does sound good together. I just hate that it’s still country music. As I’m nibbling on my cheese stick, I feel Mr. Jacobsen’s hand on my thigh. I glance over at him and he’s smirking at me as he sips his beer. I smirk back and glance back at the band. He scoots his chair closer to me and urges my leg that’s crossed over the other to separate. I uncross my legs and his face leans closer to my ear. The hairs on my body are all standing up and I shiver.

“Keep a straight face.” He whispers.

I start to ask why and then I realize why. My dress slides up on his side and his hand rests on my crotch.

“We’re in public Caleb. What if people see?” I say quietly and look him in the eyes.

“I can stop if you want. But no one is behind us. Everyone else is watching the band or too drunk to notice. Do you want me to stop?”

I think for a second, but his hand was still resting on my panties and my clit was throbbing. I shake my head no and focus on keeping a straight face as he slips my panties to the side and slips his finger down my slit. I slide down in my chair a little to give him a better angle.

“Does that feel good?” He ask. I nod and he kisses me quickly. “Now face forward and try to not attract attention. Or do. Up to you.”

I face forward and watch the band. Mr. Jacobsen starts to slip fingers inside of me and my breath catches in my throat. I slip my hand over my mouth and enjoy the sensations I’m feeling in a crowded room. The more I think about how no one knows what’s happening under the table, the wetter I get. Then I lock eyes with the bass player. He’s figured out what’s happening.

“Shit. The bass player knows.” I whisper.

“Is he looking at your face or under the table?” Caleb asks.

“Both.”

“You like this don’t you? You like him watching you get fingered?”

“I shouldn’t.”

“But you do. What if he knew I was your high school teacher? Would that make you even more turned on?” I moan a little louder than I wanted to. “Move your hand. Let him see your facial expressions that you can’t hide.”

I slowly lower my hand and notice the bass player’s stare move from under the table to my face. My chest is heaving as I try to control my breathing. I reach into my bag that’s on the table and pull out the condom. The guy on stage knows what it is immediately and I put it down on the table.

“Mr. Jacobsen? Where is the bathroom? I need you now.”

“You have to finish while looking into his eyes first. Then I’ll take you to the bathrooms.”

“Yes sir.”

“Good girl.”

As they end this song and start a little louder, more of a rock song, I thank god because my moans are about to be harder to control. Caleb pulls his hand away and I look at him surprised. He twists his chair so he’s straddling my chair. His other hand slips under the table and his lips touch my neck.

“Spread a little wider. Give him a good view.”

“I think your friend has noticed too.”

“He’s noticed for a while. You were just too busy staring at the guy on bass.”

I give him a look that said ‘how dare you’.

“Oh fuck. Why do I like this so much?” I ask.

“Cuz you’re a dirty girl. You already propositioned me for bathroom sex not even an hour of being here.”

“I can’t control myself around you. Plus you haven’t touched me in over a week.”

“I know. I’m sorry about that. But I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

“You already have. I’ve never been this turned on in public before.”

“Me either.” He pecks my lips. “Now look at the band. Let them watch you cum.”

I make eye contact with Caleb’s friend as he sings directly to me. I couldn’t really focus on what he was singing but something about “country girl” and “make love to you all night long” was what I caught.

Caleb pulled his fingers out of me and started focusing on my clit. My legs were shaking and my whole body was moving while trying to contain my screams of pleasure. I stayed silent, but I could have been soooo loud.

“Are you wearing a bra?” Mr. Jacobsen asks.

“No.” I pant out.

“Rub your nipples.”

“Then they’d for sure know what was happening.” I protest.

“I thought you found that hot.”

“I do. But the people next to us could find out too.”

“Can I rub your nipples then?”

“No. Keep rubbing my clit. I’m close.”

“I can do both.”

And before I could say anything, he reaches his other hand around and rubs my left boob. My right hand covers my mouth and my eyes roll around in my head.

“I’m gonna cum Caleb.”

“I know you are. You love everyone’s eyes on you. The whole band probably has boners watching you get fingered under the table. If only they could feel how wet you got while they watched. The bassist can’t stop staring. Are you watching him get hard?”

“Finger me again. Hard. I don’t care who sees.”

His fingers slip inside of me again and my pussy grips him tight. He speeds up and I grip his thigh as my hips gyrate. I’ve now caught the attention of the couple to our left. The guy is staring at my lap in disbelief. I look back up at the stage and notice his best friend has a noticeable erection in his pants and for some reason I imagine what it looks like and feels like inside of me. And that pushes me over the edge. A small moan escapes my lips and Caleb covers my mouth. My pussy keeps squeezing his fingers until my orgasm is over. Then he pulls them out and cleans them up a little with a napkin that was on the table.

“Alright we’re gonna take a short break. Be back in a few!” Caleb’s friend announces and they all set their instruments down and walk off stage.

“Bathroom break?” Caleb asks.

“Give me a minute. My legs are wobbly.”

“You know you’re gonna have to walk in front of me right?”

“I know. I could feel it as I squeezed your thigh.”

Caleb’s friend approaches our table and sits down across from us.

“That was quite a show!” Caleb says.

“You’re telling me man.” He winks at me and I blush profusely. “I’m Derek. And you are?”

“My girlfriend.” Caleb speaks up. “So don’t get any ideas.”

“You should tell her that. She couldn’t stop looking at Logan. And he definitely couldn’t stop looking at her.”

I blush hard again and then look at Caleb as I grab the condom off the table. He gets what I’m hinting at and clears his throat.

“Well we need a bathroom break before your next set.” Caleb says and Derek shakes his head.

“The bathroom line is super long. Just use the dressing room. We’ve got a half hour left on stage. Is that gonna be enough time?”

“It will be more than enough. Thank you.” I interject and stand up. Caleb follows closely behind me as Derek leads us backstage.

“Boys! We’re headed back on. Let’s go.” Derek says as everyone shuffles to the door.

The gorgeous bassist, Logan, smiles pretty big as he notices me. He gives Caleb a high five and then we step into the dressing room.

“Sit.” I demand while pushing him towards the couch. He plops down on the sofa and I drop to my knees. “Close your eyes.” He closes his eyes and I undo his pants. “Now. Don’t cum until I tell you to.”

“Yes ma’am.” He says with a chuckle.

******

Thirty minutes later and Mr. Jacobsen and I are done and putting our clothes back on. I crack open the tiny window and sit on the couch next to him.

“Thank you for that kinky evening Mr. Jacobsen. It was more than I could have ever imagined.” And I kiss his cheek.

“Of course sugar lips.” We both laugh and then our attention snaps to the door to see the band returning.

“How’d the end of the show go?” I ask Derek.

“It went great. There was still a crowd up until the very end.”

“Nice! Oh shit does that mean it’s 2am?” I ask surprised.

“Almost. 1:30.” Logan answers. “Why, you got a hot date?”

“No just gotta be home before my mom wakes up.”

“Haha! It’s not like you’re in high school.” The drummer remarks.

I look at Caleb and he quickly says, “her mom is just over protective.”

I nod in agreement.

“So, we’re headed to Mark’s for beer. If you guys still have time to hang out. We still haven’t had time to catch up Caleb.” Derek says as he sits on the arm of the couch.

Caleb leans in to whisper in my ear.

“Do you wanna go get sleep at a hotel? Or go drink with the band and then take a quick nap before heading home? I’m down with either.” He whispers.

“One drink couldn’t hurt.” I say quietly.

“Alright, we’ll join you guys.” Caleb says out loud.

The band cheers and they start packing up their stuff. I cuddle against Mr. Jacobsen’s chest while he squeezes me tight. I am tired but I don’t want him to miss out on catching up with his friend.

When they’re done packing up, we head to the car and follow the band’s van to Mark’s house.

“So, the bass player? You think he’s cute?” Caleb says out of the blue.

“Kinda.” I say shyly.

“You know we haven’t talked about our relationship boundaries yet.”

“Do you have some in mind?”

“Well I don’t think we need to be exclusive. I’m not seeing anyone else, but we can’t be together publicly in town. We don’t need people being suspicious.”

“Yeah. That’s true.”

“So I was thinking we could see who we wanted to see on the side. As long as we both understand they’re just hook ups. And we have to be fully honest about who it was and what happened.”

“Okay. That sounds doable.”

“Wanna know who else is doable?” He says chuckling.

“Don’t you dare say me. That’s too cheesy, even for you.”

“I was gonna say Logan.” He says in a teasing tone.

“Alright. If you really wanna do him, make sure you’re honest with me on the ride home.” I say in a serious tone.

“Nah. I’ve got my eyes on you and only you tonight. If you want to do him tho, you have to be honest with me.”

For the rest of the drive to Mark’s, I had thoughts of kissing Logan in my head. And I can’t say it didn’t sound tempting.

Inside the house, we are greeted by a very excited dog. He jumps on everyone and is very curious about me and Caleb. Caleb gives him a good head scratch and then he goes and lays in his dog bed.

Logan hands me and Caleb each a beer and we head to the living room while Mark (I assume) puts on music. Caleb pulls me onto his lap and I giggle as he pulls me into a kiss. He’s really sweet and physical today. I guess he missed me just as much as I missed him. I kiss him again and then hear someone clear their throat.

“So, how did you two meet?” Derek asks as he settles into the lazy boy next to the couch.

“Tinder.” I answer while drinking my beer.

“Nice. Was it just a hookup?”

“No we didn’t have sex on the first date. Although she did pass out while I ate her out a week or two later.” Caleb says while rubbing my thigh making me instantly wet. “What about you? Where’s Ellie?” He asks Derek.

“She had to stay home with the little one.”

“Does she ever get to come to your shows anymore?”

“Sometimes. But it’s rare now.” Derek says with a sigh. “How big of an age difference is there between you guys?”

“6 years apart. She’s 18. I’m 24. But she’s a lot more mature than other girls her age.”

“Or you’re just more immature.” Derek says with a hearty laugh.

I laugh too and then announce I need to use the bathroom. Derek points me in the right direction and Caleb spanks my ass as I get off his lap.

I look back with a cheeky smile and go down the hall. I close the door behind me, set my beer on the counter, and do my business. As I wash my hands, the door opens and hits me.

“Ow!” I shout and turn off the water.

I dry my hands and look up to see Logan standing there guilty. He steps in and closes the door.

“I’m so sorry. Do you need an ice pack?” He asks while feeling my head where I was holding it.

“No I’m probably fine. Just hurt my head and ear a bit.”

“I’m really sorry.” He repeats.

“I know. It’s all good.” I assure him and he stops feeling around my head for bumps. “I don’t think we’ve really talked yet. You’re a really great bass player. The long fingers probably help.” I say shyly.

“Thanks. You looked like you were enjoying yourself at the show.”

I turn beet red and avoid eye contact. “That’s one way to put it. But I did. And you saw it all didn’t you?”

“I did. And you shouldn’t be embarrassed. The guys all appreciated it. Especially the married ones.”

“I just feel bad. I got you guys turned on in front of a crowd. And Derek wore those really tight jeans… you guys just can’t hide it like a girl can.”

“You don’t need to feel bad. I should be the one apologizing. I hit you with the fucking door.”

“Well maybe I could apologize another way?”

“Another way?” He asks confused.

I get on my tip toes and kiss him. I let him react but he just stands there shocked.

“Shit. You aren’t one of the married band members are you?” I ask backing away.

“No. Just didn’t expect that.” He says and wraps his arm around my back and pulls me back for another kiss.

We make out with a fever. I end up pushing him against the door pretty forcefully and he leaves a few love bites along my collar bone. Then I fiddle with his belt and drop to my knees.

“What are you doing hun?” He asks a little out of breath.

“Showing you how sorry I am.” I answer with a smirk.

“Oh you don’t need to… uhh-huhhhhh.” He says as I slip his dick in my mouth.

I suck on his cock as it grows in my mouth. He’s panting and watching me look up at him. Someone tries to open the bathroom door but he pushes back on it and says “occupied”. Then locks it. I take my mouth off his length and stroke him as I focus on his balls. He really likes this. I spit on my hand to reduce the friction and go back to stroking him.

“Can I finger you?” He asks.

“Please.” I beg and stand up.

I drop my panties and kick them to the side, into a pile of towels. He leans me up against the sink and reaches under my skirt to find my pussy. I moan as his cool fingers touch my hot skin. He immediately slips his middle finger inside of me and I gasp.

“Long fingers. Oh god.” I whisper as my body goes kinda limp. “So good.”

He slips another finger in and kisses me. Then another finger and I can tell my hips are trying to fuck his fingers.

“You like this?” He asks sexily. I nod with a smirk. “I know how to make it even better.”

“How?” I ask.

He readjusts his hand and his fingers touch my gspot. My eyes roll back in my head and I giggle from the surprising feeling.

“Better?” He asks, very proud of himself.

“Yes… faster please.” I beg.

He speeds up his fingers and I feel my pussy start leaking. I’m so wet as he rubs my gspot and fingers me.

“I want to watch you cum on my pussy… please?” I ask.

He slips his fingers out of me and rubs his cock with my wetness that covered his hand. I rub my clit and watch him stroke his cock for me.

“Just the tip?” He asks out of breath.

I nod and scoot closer to the end of the counter. While I’m still rubbing my clit and panting, he pushes just the tip inside of me easily. He slowly pulls it out and then puts it back in again.

“Oh fuck. I’m gonna cum.” I tell him while looking in his eyes.

“Hold on a bit longer.” He says and continues to tease me with his tip.

I stop rubbing my clit since that’s what’s gonna make me cum fast. And I instead trace my finger tips along the underside of his cock.

He smirks and places his hand on the wall behind me. He pushes into me again, but this time it’s more than just the tip. He doesn’t realize he’s doing it as he has his eyes closed, enjoying the moment.

I grab his hip and pull him in a little further. He opens his eyes and looks down at where we’re connected. He looks shocked, but I can tell he loves it as his cock is throbbing inside of me.

“Cum on my pussy please.” I beg with a smile. He tries to pull out but I pull him back in. “I’m gonna cum.” I announce and cum right that second.

He covers my mouth and pumps into me twice then pulls out. He strokes his cock over my mound and releases his cum on my pussy like I asked. I pick up a little bit of his cum with two of my fingers and taste it. He watches as I do this.

“Do you accept my apology?” I ask cheekily.

“You didn’t need to apologize, but I’m glad you did.” He says as he grabs a washcloth from a shelf and wets it in the sink.

He wipes up the cum on my pussy and the stuff that dripped down my inner thighs. Then he rinses the wash cloth and wipes himself up.

He puts his pants on and I fix the stuff that I knocked over on the counter. I go to open the door and he asks me if I’m gonna grab my panties from the bathroom floor.

“Nah. I’ll leave them for Mark to find. That’s my apology to him. He looks like a panty lover.”

“You’re so naughty. I love it.”

Logan squeezes my ass as we leave the bathroom, making sure to shake my cheeks. I can see Caleb in the kitchen so I sneak up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist.

“Guess who?” I ask.

“Hm… is it my dirty girl?”

“I take it, that was you who tried walking into the bathroom a few minutes ago?”

“Yeah. I was checking on you. Guess I wasn’t the only one.” He turns around to face me and kisses my forehead. “Was it as good as you wanted it to be?”

“I was… satisfied.” I say with a wide smile.

He kisses my lips and lingers a minute.

“Blow job?” He asks.

“I’ll tell you all about it in the car. If you still want that.”

“I very much still want that.” We kiss again and then we head back to the living room.

We sit on the couch, me on Mr.Jacobsen’s lap. The dog I saw earlier trots over to us begging for attention. I give the dog some scratches behind it’s ears and some butt pats as it walks away while Caleb drinks his beer.

“Are you not wearing panties anymore?” Mr. Jacobsen whispers in my ear. His deep voice and got breath gives me shivers.

“I left them for Mark to find later. I feel like he’ll appreciate them.”

“What’s going on with you tonight? You’re very sexual and daring. I can’t keep up with you.”

“You bring it out in me. I love this feeling of not having to hide my slutty side. Or the fact that we’re together. Also, you didn’t touch me for a week and I was very pent up.”

“Oh so now it’s my fault?” He jokes and takes a drink of his beer.

“No. It’s my pussy’s fault for being so damn needy when you’re around.” I shift in his lap and I giggle as I realize he has a boner. “I guess the feelings mutual.”

“I’m having one more beer, then we’re leaving. Can you go grab me another beer babe?”

“You forgot the magic words.”

“Pretty please?” He asks and I shake my head no. “Sugar lips?” I shake my head no again. He pulls me back against his chest and whispers “I’ll fuck you later.” I nod.

“You better.” Then I get off his lap and hope he got a quick peek under my skirt as I walk to the kitchen.

Derek was leaning against the counter, no doubt watching us. He follows me to the fridge and clears his throat.

“So, I take it you guys aren’t monogamous.” He states. “I saw you and Logan leave the bathroom together.”

“No, we’re not. We can fuck who we want. As long as we’re honest with each other.”

“Would you ever consider doing something with me?”

I bend down and grab a beer then close the fridge.

“You’re married and have a kid. So no.”

“Wow. Harsh. Coming from an 18 year old high school student, I figured you’d be down to fuck anyone. Get some experience.”

“I’m not… in high school.” I try to lie.

“You and I both know you are. Caleb doesn’t really go out much. He works and works and sometimes, on occasion, comes to my shows.” There was a pause. I tried to step around him to get back to Caleb, but he steps in front of me. “Don’t worry, I won’t turn you guys in. I think it’s hot. And I’m certain it’s consensual. Just wish I could get a piece of ass too since you’re passing it around anyways.”

“Wow. Really classy.” I hear a voice boom behind me. I turn my head and see it’s Logan. “Let her through Derek. Stop being a dick.”

Derek takes a step to the side and lets me through. When I get back to the couch, I hear the distinct sound of a punch. There’s definitely a fight happening in the kitchen now and I want to get out of here before it gets too bad.

“We’re leaving. Now.” I tell Caleb.

He doesn’t question it and follows me out of the house. But not without seeing Derek pinned to the floor with a bit of blood on Logan’s fist.

“What the fuck happened?” He asks after we get in the car.

“Your friend said some not nice things to me. And Logan put him in his place.” I put the keys in the ignition and pass Mr. Jacobsen the beer I was clutching. “Here. Sorry it’s a little warm.”

I start driving towards our town in silence. Caleb puts on some music that he knows I like and puts his hand on my thigh.

“I’m sorry. He’s not usually a dick.” He says almost in a whisper.

I turn up the music and try to forget about the gut punch Derek’s words left. I’m not giving it up to just anyone. His words made me feel cheap. An anger boils up inside of me.

“I wanna snap his dick off his body.” I say abruptly.

Caleb chuckles and sits up.

“Is that all you wanna do? Wanna force feed it to him? Cut his balls off and hand them to his wife? Come on, let your anger out!” Caleb shouts urging me on.

“Ugh! I’m not an angry person! But he angers me!”

I white-knuckle the steering wheel and notice that we’re in the middle of nowhere. I pull off on the side of the highway and get out of the car. I walk a few feet into the empty field and scream as loud as I can. I do this a few more times and then I listen to the silence. An inner peace settles over me and I head back to the car. Caleb is leaning against the car door sipping on the last of his beer.

“Feel better?” He asks.

“Much!” I say and settle into his arms.

He pecks my lips and then I deepen the kiss. It gets heated and passionate. He drops his empty bottle on the pavement and it rolls down into the field. His hands roam the length of my back. He grabs my ass and gives it a quick squeeze before he pulls back.

“I love you.” He says with a sweet smile.

“Wow.” I say as we take a pause. He’s still smiling and then I smile back. “Is this what love feels like? I feel something. But I don’t know what it is.”

“It could be. I guess I don’t know what love feels like either, but saying it just felt right.”

“I love you.” I say and let it linger in the air for a minute too. “It does feel right.”

He kisses my forehead and says, “shall we head home? The sun is coming up. Don’t want your mom to worry.”

“You just had to ruin the moment, didn’t you?” I say a little annoyed but still giddy after saying ‘I love you’ to him.

I finish driving to my house but park a street over.

“Are you gonna be able to drive yourself home?”

“It’s been long enough. I’m pretty sure I’ve sobered up.”

“Okay. Drive safe.” I say and grab my bag from the back seat.

“No goodbye kiss?” He asks a little disappointed.

“Someone might see.”

“No one’s gonna see. It’s 5 am on a Sunday. Who is awake at this hour besides your mom?”

“True.” I say in defeat.

I lean across the center console and kiss him softly. His hand gently rests on my cheek and my heart flutters.

“Can you say that thing again?” I ask.

“I love you.” He says and I smile and he pecks my lips softly. “I love you.” He pecks again. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” He pecks my lips again and again and I sit back in my seat.

“I love you too.” I say and get out of the car and walk around to the passenger window. “Drive safe. Text me when you’re home.”

“I will sweet cheeks.” He says a little louder as I walk away.

Without thinking, I flip up the back of my skirt to show him my sweet cheeks and glance back at him. He was hopping into the driver seat and didn’t see. But my neighbor did. Shit.