Let's just say the plane ride home was interesting..........

This time I didn't get seated next to mr Clark in the nice first class area....instead I got to sit next to some slimy middle aged man who took up all of our leg room.
It was a bit annoying at the start but It was ok till he fell asleep dropping his head on my shoulder. And don't even get me started on the snoring noises he started to let out, it was like a fog horn

Every now and again mr Clark would walk up the aisles of the plane checking on all his students and occasionally sending me a wink or a cheeky smile.
One time he walked passed and saw the man laying on my arm so he nodded his head forward in a way of asking "are you ok?"

I lightly laugh and mouth "my arms gone dead"
Mr Clark chucked to him self Then slowly walked past kicking the guy in his right foot what was spread out into the aisle. It caused the man to jump forward
"Hey what are you doing" the man said looking through his tired eyes

"Oh I'm so sorry sir i must have just tripped on something, sorry to wake you" mr Clark continued on his rounds as The middle age guy mumbled under his breath "dickhead" in his strong English accent and folded his arms over his chest slowly drifting back to sleep

To be honest this trip went completely different to how I thought it was going to go!
I thought I was going to see some landmarks go to the palace etc.
But Never would I have thought I was going to fuck my English teacher!

I remember the heated moments we shared in the shower and his bedroom on his bed and under the covers that night
The way he made me feel....the way his dick made me feel
Stop Scarlett!
Was I being stupid?
Who in there right mind actually fucks there teacher! I know people want to or imagine it but they never act on it!

Did I over step a boundary that a person shouldn't cross.... And just when was it going to come up and bite me in the ass

Some time goes on and the man next to me who I now know his name is Ryan stands up and walks down towards the bathroom
He wasn't a bad guy when you get past all the being squished up against each other and his musty smell

I pick up my book flicking through the pages trying to distract my self from the last hour or so we had left.
Recently I have been so obsessed with the shadow and bone series I haven't been able to put them down! It's like when I read that ink on those few pages I get pulled in and it's like I'm suddenly in the book fighting the battles or falling for the handsome Morally grey love interest. It felt like an escape from reality that I could go anywhere and everywhere and be who ever I want to be over and over again in one life time.

The chair next to me dipped and I just presume Ryan came back
"You were quick" I say not taking my eyes off my book
"Yeah well I saw him going to the toilet so I thought I would take my chance"
I look up from the pages at the familiar voice and mr Clark sat next to me stretching his legs out in front of him and resting his hands behind his head
"We got a hour" he said slightly tilting his head
"Yeah i know, I've been counting down the hours till I can getout of this tin death trap"

We both share a laugh
"Are you going to be ok." He says playing with a strand on my hair slowly wrapping it round his fingers
"because I recall a certain someone squeezing my hand and digging there head into my shoulder when the plane was taking off and landing."

"Aww you care!" I say teasing him
But mr Clark shakes his head "no I just don't want that individual to have to worry alone" he smiles From ear to ear and takes my hand in his
"Take this" he says
I feel something heavy in my hand so I look down. And inside was his golden chain left in a the palm of my hand
"You necklace?" I say looking up at him
"I can't be back here when we're landing so if a certain someone needs a little bit of support....squeeze that and thing of this charming face sitting next to instead of that dick"

I raise my eyebrows " your jealous" I say squinting my eyes and laughing but all mr Clark does is roll his "trust me I'm not jealous, you and I both know" he lent in close looking around to make sure no one else was looking.

"I could have you in that bathroom with your jeans round your ankles in seconds !" I could feel my cheeks burn red as he fulls back into the seat resting his hand on my knee and lightly doing circles with the tip of his finger.

I toss the gold chain between my hands and look down at the small pendent what was in the middle
Inside it had
"l'amore fa crescere il cuore più affettuoso"

What language was that? Italian? Spanish? Greek?
"What language is that?" I ask trying to say the little sentence but by the look on mr Clark's face I said it completely wrong.
"Italian...it's my grandfathers well was"
"You never told me you was Italian!"

Omg imagine if mr Clark was secretly like a mafia Leader and this is about to turn int0 that movie 365 days.... that would be fun but personally I'm more of a negan from the walking dead kind of girl but I guess I wouldn't mind that boat scene😉

He chuckles "I'm not, my mother was from New York and my father was born Brooklyn but had Italian parents"
He lifts up my hair reaching round to the back of my neck and undoing my necklace
"So technically I'm only a quarter or something"

He holds my necklace in his hand letting the pendent smack against his palm
"We can swap"

Eventually Ryan came back from the toilet and mr clark quickly went back to his seat when the pilot announced that it was time to land.
I lean back in and tighten up my seat belt as tight as I possibly could but then mr Clark's voice runs across my mind from when I sat next to him on the way to London "your going to be ok"
As the plane drops even more I grip onto mr Clark's necklace and squeezing my eyes shut
Was he doing the same?
Was he thinking of me right now?

The plane dropped again and I pushed the necklace to my lips, it still had the slight scent of him left on it
The plane wheels hits the floor and you could hear the skid on the tarmac

📢Thank you for flying with us on this fine day, you can now unbuckle your seat belts📢

Once we all headed off the plane and got our belongings we done one last head count before we all went are separate ways.
Most of our parents was waiting out side to welcome us
I rolled my suitcase along the walkway looking down the strip for my mum.
I look down at my phone and it's 5:23 pm
"Hey" a voice says behind me
I turn around and see mason
"Oh hey" I say walking up beside him
"Did you want a lift back, my dads here" mason sticks up his hand and waves at his dad who's already opening the trunk of his car

"Hey dad can Scarlett have a ride" mason says so I quickly nudge him, I always felt so awkward getting car rides from other peoples parents I don't know why.

"No it's fine I'm sure my mum will be here in a minute"
"Don't be silly Scarlett I don't mind and besides your mums probably picking up extra shifts at the bar anyway"
He was probably right she probably forgot I was even coming home today or she remembered and was just half way through a vodka bottle.

It was so weird to be home, it felt strange to sleep in my own bed...without mr Clark next to me. Or even hearing his sarcastic little comments now and again.
I looked at at my ceiling thinking about how we have to go back to reality tomorrow. Going back to school acting like nothings happened and getting ready for exams and papers and class projects all over again!

I dig my face into my pillow when I Suddenly hear a ding come from my computer. I role over and open it to see a Email from mr Clark to the whole class
It said

Hello class,
Sorry for the late email, I would just like to say thank you for being so well behaved on our school trip. And I have to say I rather enjoyed my time in London and had a lot better time then I expected
I'm looking forward to seeing you in second period tomorrow. Get a good nights rest
~ mr Clark

*ding*
Personal email from mr k Clark.

Miss Scarlett Williams,
Try not to miss me to much :)
Meet me in my office when you get in tomorrow morning I need to give you your necklace back ;)

~mr Clark
P.s~ I have a little surprise for you.

Surprise. For me. What could it be?
I throw my self back onto the bed wrapping my self in the nice warm blanket. Thinking about what it could be till I slowly drifted off and darkness surrounded me.

The next day

I came down stairs and to my surprise I saw my mum sitting at the table
"Good morning" I said grabbing a bowl off the
"Morning" she moaned with her head pressed up against the breakfast table
"Late night?"
"Very...how was your trip."

"Yeah it was ok" i say spooning cereal into my mouth "you didn't come and pick me up yesterday"
She lightly raised her head off the table and the real of drink just came off her "cut me some slack I've been working hard"
He mascara was in big blurs under her eyes and he lip stick was everywhere.....probably from kissing some random guy trying to get free drinks.

"Yeah it must had been really hard work to make it to the bottom of a vodka bottle by your self "
She just simply shook her head "god you sound just like your father" she said dropping a tablet into her glass of water and watched it fizz around the top

I stand up and put my bowl on the sink "don't compare me to him" I tuck my chair in and throw my bag on my should and grabbing my keys off the side so I'm ready to go and walking towards the door "try not to Accidentally walk into a bar before noon" and I slam the door behind me.

God she made me so mad.
And in seconds masons car appeared at the bottom of my drive
"Good morning" he said in such a happy tone
"Is it"
"Woah who pissed on your pancakes and called it Syrup"

"My mums being difficult again" mason nodes his head, he understood because I told him everything.
"Your welcome to stay at mine, you always are. Besides I'm 90% sure my parents prefer you over me anyway"
I look over at him and place my hand on his cheek "I really don't deserve you!"
In seconds his hand found mine, also cupping my face in his massive hands
"I know"

We both laugh and push him away
"Come on let's get to the prison!"

Mason was really good to me ever since we were little. I remember on the first day we met we couldn't have been any older then six and someone kept throwing crayons at the back of my head. At first I had no idea who it was but I caught him once and I told him if he did it again I would take them crayons and shove them so far up his nose he would look like Pinocchio!
And that lunch we sat next to each other and then every day after that.

Don't ask me how that formed a friendship but it just did.

"Here we are" mason says pulling up in a car spot close to the school "look at us we're not even late"
"I have to go talk with some of the guys on the football team before first period"

"Oh that's ok I have to go see mr Clark anyway"
Mason gave me a confused look
"Why?"

Shit what was I going to say. I can't say about the necklaces he will think that's weird
"Oh just about how I'm doing shit with grades or keeping up my attendance you know the normal!"

"Oh ok"
Thank god he believed that
"Well See you later" he says hugging me before running down the hall "bye" I call after him but I'm pretty sure he couldn't here me because he already ran round the corner

I made my way to mr Clark's office and knocked on the oak door. At first there was no response but suddenly in a deep voice I heard "enter"
I wrap my fingers round the handle and opened up the door to look inside
He was sat at his desk with his button up white shirt and navy blue tie on
"You wanted to see me" I said pushing past the door and closing it behind me

He almost instantly looked up and smiled "yes I did" he got up from behind his desk "take a seat I want to talk to you"

He was happy today

I pull the golden necklace from my bag and rest it on the desk then slowly push it towards him "did it help?" He asked also giving mine back
"To be honest it did" I chuckle a little before putting my necklace back on
His eyes scanned me up and down

"I bet you've been wondering what your surprise is" he says with a rather large smirk on his face. He went into his top draw and pulled out a white box that had a baby pick bow wrapped around it
"You didn't have to get me anything" I say examining it

He simply clicks his tongue "it's only something small....and besides it's fun for me to"

Fun for him to... what does that mean?

I pull at the pink bow and open the white box. I look inside and at first I was a bit confused.
"What is it?" I ask lifting it out of the box
Mr Clark laughed and walked round till he sat on the edge of his desk Infront of me
"What do you think it is"

I lifted it out of the box and I honestly didn't have a clue because I hadn't seen anything like it before it was like a pink ball with a stretchy string thing at the end
I laugh "I don't know"
Mr Clark pulls out what looks like a remote from his back pocket and presses the top button.
all of a sudden the thing in my hand starts to vibrate and my mouth drops when I finally realise what it is

"A vibrator" I say in pure shock "you got me a vibrator!"
His smile was from ear to ear "yeah, let me tell you why"

He arched over putting his hand softly on my knees. "I thought you could put it in now and through out the day I will control it whenever I like" he ran his hands a little bit further up my legs and my heart was starting to race and I already could tell my cheeks were glowing "if you make it through the whole day without taking it out like a good girl....you'll be rewarded"

"And if I don't and end up taking it out"
He had a devilish look In his eyes as he put his hand under my skirt and lightly pushed it on top of my panties "well then you'll be punished"

I gasped as his fingers ran over my crease and my breath was a lot more heavy "all I got to do is put this in?" I say looking at the pink thing in my hand
Mr Clark nodded his head. He sat back on his desk and folded his arms over his chest "it's up to you"

This was either going to be a really dumb idea or I'm going to love it.
What if someone finds out.
What if I orgasm in the middle of class
I know mr Clark wasn't going to make it easy
But at the same time I was interested to see what It would feel like

I raise my legs In the air and slowly pulled down my underwear. Mr Clark's eyes followed every move till the black lace was on the floor of his office
I then slowly lifted each one of my legs and put them over the arms of the armchairs so I was spread out right in front of him
His eyes widened as I ran my hand over my already wet pussy lightly playing with it as he watched.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to try"
He bit the corner of his mouth and rubbed a hand over the front of his trousers as the bulge in his pants started to grow

I took the pink vibrator and slowly pushed it through my hole letting out a quite moan it get his attention.
I left the long bit out just in case I needed to pull it out. It felt so weird sitting there.
Mr Clark grabbed the controller and pressed a couple of buttons

At first I couldn't feel a thing but suddenly I felt this strong sensation in between my legs. I arched forward crossing my legs as mr Clark let out a laugh also stepping closer and lightly wrapping his hand round my neck
"Oh I'm so glad you decided to play" he placed a soft kiss on my cheek
" I'm going to make you cum in your seat till your dripping and begging me to stop!"

Oh god....I don't think I realised how hard this day was going to be!