WATCH THOSE HANDS

"I forgot my pencil" Bender addressed the others as they stared at us in shock that we magically fell through the roof of the library.

"I didn't forget anything, I just wanted to get out" I shrugged my shoulders, playing with my hair. Being in a tight vent meant that there was a high possibility that there were cobwebs and spiders up there.  I don't want people thinking I'm going grey just yet.

Bender held my hand as we sauntered over to the table to collect his pencil meanwhile I gave Claire and Andrew a smile. "What do you all look shocked for? Never seen a fallen angel before?" I giggled causing Brian to snigger. "Thanks Brian at least I can count on you" I winked.

"God dammit!"

"Oh shit, the Po-po! Bender!" Hearing Vernon shout I pretty much gave John whiplash with how hard I pulled his hand to get under a table. "Presuming you all know how to play musical chairs, sit the fuck down now!" Tucking ourself under Daphne's and Fred's table I waited patiently for the big idiot, John pressed against me.

"What it God's name is going on in here? What was that ruckus?"

Andrew trying to play dumb, which wasn't hard for him played along "What ruckus?"
"I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus"

"You sure you weren't taking a massive shit?" I whispered into Benders ear causing him to put his head into the crook of my neck to silence his laughter. Me then placing my hand over my mouth to stop any noise from escaping.

"Could you describe the ruckus sir?" Brian asked. Bender started kissing my neck and it became very ticklish.
"Watch your tongue young man, watch it!"
"Fuck off" I whispered while pushing Bender off me, causing him to bang his head. "Ugh"

Luckily the guys covered it up with banging their hands on the desk. I knocked on the table above as a "Thank you". Looking over at Bender he was already looking at me as he mouthed "ow" while rubbing his head "Serves you right Asshole" I mouthed back. He shrugged muttering a "worth it" and smirked.

"What is this?"
Andrew made a weird sound like a fucking flying plane.
"What is that? What-What is that- What is that noise?"
"What noise?" Andrew asked.

Too focused on the situation I didn't see Bender come up behind me as he again started kissing my neck and holding onto my thigh. Oh he was so going to get a slap from me when this is over. Hurricane Amber is on its way. It did feel pretty good though, John sure knows the weaknesses of a woman's body for sure. I can't stay quiet for too much longer!
"Really sir there wasn't any noise"
I let out a groan/soft moan which immediately caused everyone to start coughing to start covering it up.
"Bender stop" I growled as everyone continued to cough.
"Later then" he whispered in my ear before kissing it, Turning my face bright red.
"That noise? Was that the noise you were talking about?"

"No it wasn't, that was not the noise I was talking about" Cocky Bastard.
"Now I may not have caught you in the act this time but you can bet I will"

I snored just as Allison started laughing.

"You make book on that missy. And you! I will not be made a fool of"

After a couple seconds of silence I head the retreat of footsteps before the door slamming meaning Vernon had left.

The room burst out into laughter.
Sighing still in embarrassment I patted Claire's leg telling her to let us out. Once she pushed her chair to the side I climbed out first with Bender close behind, not without a slap on the ass though. Uncalled for!

Once we were both out I adjusted my clothes before looking at Bender.
"It was an accident"
I scoffed "Accident my ass" I muttered. Smirking I immediately dropped it, clenching my jaw before slapping him all over his body.
"You're" *slap* "an" *slap* "Asshole" *Slap,Slap,Slap,Slap*

"You done?" Bender asked smirking.

*Slap*
"Yes I think I am" I smiled sarcastically. Bender suddenly frowning as he rubbed his cheek. "Woman got a hell of a slap going on, don't pick fights with her. Claire, Brian.."

Rolling my eyes I pushed my hair out of my eyes taking in deep breaths to regulate my breathing after doing some heavy activity.
Meaning slapping.
Today I've done more exercise than in my whole life- Running down hallways, climbing up stairs, climbing into the ceiling. Crawling through the ceiling... sign me up for the Peewee Olympics or Amateur Olympics, I don't know what it's called.

Think I'll stick with Channel Surfing. That's a sport right?