Chapter 7
The days were getting warmer, and the air of the excitement grew with the change in temperature. Graduation was at the end of June and that opened the gateway to the better things in life for most of the senior class.
Suddenly, the seniority that they possessed in this atmosphere was suspect. The Junior class was beginning to take on the superior air. and the seniors were taking on the demeanor of the college frosh. Brazen but unsure in this still familiar atmosphere.
Most of the talk was centered on which college was the best and why. The girls talked more of what they were going to study than of who they were going out with. The mad rush for college acceptances were pretty much over, but there were still a few waiting out that horrible interim period of the waiting list.
Along with the excitement of the new world for the seniors was a bit of sadness. Many of the girls had learned to love the school grounds, and the friendships that they had made over the four-year period. It was not that easy to shift loyalties and break off friendships.
There was the scent of change in the air. The flowers were blooming along with the feelings in the girls. There were innumerable parties being given by one group or the other in the Farewell to the Seniors.
Vera Merrill was no exception to the rite of graduation. She was very involved with the new college. She had gotten into the school with little difficulty because of her grades. She had to make plans about housing, however, since she did not choose to live in a dormitory anymore.
There were still some end term tests to be gotten out of the way, but that was in no way a detriment to Vera's enjoyment of things now. There was little probability that she would do anything less than wonderful.
There was a slight strain beginning to show in Vera's relationship with Alex Drysdale, however. Vera had been a bit wary of the real meaning of her relationship with him. She didn't want it to be that hollow arrangement that many of the girls had with the teachers.
However, she could not lie to herself. Once she left the school, her affair with him would be over.. There would be no way that they could communicate or see each other. The college she was going to attend was too far away to allow any visiting to speak of.
Something else was present in the facts, however. There would be new girls in the senior class, and since Alex was staying on as a teacher, no doubt he would be making arrangements with one of them to take her place.
That bothered Vera a bit. More than just a bit. She did not think of herself as in love with Alex, but her pride wanted him to be taken with her. They had a good relationship, with a lot of humor and fun times to remember.
Though she had not mentioned it as yet to Alex, she wanted to know that he would miss her. She wanted to know that he would miss the feel her of her body, the sound of her, voice. It was beginning to mean a great deal to her.
Though they didn't meet every week, Vera usually saw Alex on the weekends. For the last two months, it had been on Sundays, instead of the Saturday schedule. Alex's wife, Marian no longer had the Scout troops meetings, but he managed to get away for preparation committee meeting for the graduation coming up.
They usually had about two hours together on these days. He would pick her up a bit farther away from the school, since, in the good weather, some of the faculty and the students took to walking a lot around the neighborhood.
Vera was waiting on the corner for Alex. She felt a bit strange today. It was a beautiful Sunday in May, and Vera had to cancel a visit with her friend's family. She had wanted to sec them, but she knew that she wouldn't see Alex much more and was torn between him and these nice people.
The mood was bad for their affair, was no permanency to it Alex did not think in those terms. Sure, she was a girl more mature and unlike any of the other girls presently in the school. But. every few years, a girl, somewhat similar came along. Not in the exact combination. No, not at all.
Vera was perfect for Alex. She supplied him with the elements of a happy affair. She wasn't a child. She was mature in her behavior. There was no clique that she favored, and she wasn't likely to embarrass him by doing something very silly in public.
Many times, they had taken short drives, just to be together, and he could always count on her for the perfect behavior. She was beautiful to look at and to talk to. Her mind was fascinating. There was information in that lovely head that should have belonged to a much older person. She was precocious in every way.
He loved to see her waiting on the corner for him as he drove up. She was smiling and ready with a kiss. She always gave herself with such willingness. There was never the sense of sacrifice or bribery with Vera. She enjoyed his body as much as he did hers, and there was no fanfare about it.
Her honesty, however, could cause problems for them. It was in keeping with her personality to sit down and ask very startling question. Today was the day that she would do that. She wanted to know just how it was going to end.
Despite the fact that she had to admit that there was no other way, Vera did not want to see her relationship with Alex to dissolve on graduation day, and to watch him eyeing one of the incoming seniors as she walked away with her, diploma.
There was the other side to the story nonetheless. There would be other men at the college that she was planning to attend. Would she not be setting her sights on newer and greener pastures? Of course, she would. That bothered her to some extent.
The truth of this matter was that she did not like to think of herself as promiscuous. She did not want to think of planning an affair with someone else while she was still meeting with Alex. She prided their affair with the real feeling that it took to insure some honest communication.
Sixteen is a terribly young age to demand perfection. Vera could not know that intelligence and even common sense are no match for that combination plus some experience. Only the years would give that to her. She could not see beyond the narrow strictures of what her experiences had shown her in her sixteen years.
There was no way for her to soften the situation for herself and Alex. She could not accept the inevitable and enjoy what was left. The feeling of something lost was gnawing at her, and she had to talk about it. There was no other way for her.
When Alex stopped the car for her, he thought that he read a bit of concern on her face. She looked very pretty in a pink sweater and skirt outfit. She was wearing the cardigan sweater over her shoulders, tucked under the collar of the blouse she wore.
"Hi, honey. How was your day yesterday?"
"Oh, just fine. I got most of my studying done."
Alex could read the mood in her voice. She usually bounced into the car, gave him a kiss, and stole her hand over to squeeze his leg while they drove to the apartment.
Today, she only kept her hands in her lap, and she looked out the car window as they drove. The shadow over her face was growing clearer. Her lovely brows were beginning to knit together, and her eyes were clouded.
"What's the matter, Vera?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Come on. I know something is bothering you."
Vera sat quietly for a few moments. She was going to ask that question and in a way, she didn't want to. What could he say? Only what she didn't want to hear.
"How do you feel about me? About us?"
"Do we have to start naming things at this late date?"
"What do you mean by late date?"
"Oh, nothing. I only mean that we've been together for months now. Why the sudden concern over it now?"
Alex had almost added the fatal words. He had almost said, "Why worry when it is almost over?" That would have been a horrible mistake on his part. He knew that before he said anything else; "I don't think it's late at all!"
"Why don't we talk about it when we get to the apartment?"
Vera agreed and sat stiffly watching the colorful countryside outside. She was lapsing into a very depressed mood. She was disturbed by his words even though he had not said anything that was objectionable. It was more a feeling that she had.
Alex parked the car in the driveway of the building. He was beginning to dread the coming encounter. He had never seen Vera in this type of a mood. Sure, she had exhibited some displeasure occasionally, but never such a sadness about her. He did not know how to cope with it. In many ways, she was a girl, but sometimes, she exhibited the more serious forms of the adolescent problems. Adulthood.
When they got into the apartment, Alex brought her into his arms and kissed her. They always did but usually, the embrace was passionate and playful. Today, he kissed her gently and very tenderly.
"I've never seen you this way. Did anything happen?"
"No. I have been thinking of this for a while now, and I just can't seem to get around it anymore."
"Okay, then we'll talk about it."
Vera sat on the couch. She was sitting on the edge of it, tense and unable to relax. She was torn even now. One part of her wanted to forget about all this nonsense and jump into bed with Alex. She knew deep in her that it would be all over rather soon, and she should enjoy all that she could. This was no great tragedy.
However, the other part of her told her that she must find out just what was going on. She did not want to be a convenience item for Alex. And, if that was all she was, why prolong it any more.
Getting the first words out again were agony for her, but she managed.
"I want to know what we are all about."
"We are just two people who enjoy each other. We give a lot to each other and we get a lot from each other. I think that's great."
"But, what are we giving and getting?"
"Affection, enjoyment, pleasure."
Alex did not want to lie to her. He had never intended her to get this serious about what should have been a delightful, sex-filled time.. He was getting a bit impatient. He got enough of this kind of thing at home from Marian. Why did he need any more of it? However, he tried to hold his patience. "Nothing deeper?"
"Vera, please try to understand our situation."
Vera caught the note of impatience in his voice. She looked up sharply and glared at him.
"And just what is our situation. Alex?"
"I am a teacher, you are my student. I am married with children. You are sixteen years old, and on your way to a whole new life at college. You are going hundreds, no thousands of miles away. There are other things, but those are just for starts."
"I know that. But, can't there be something else? I don't know what I mean, but just something to say that it just wasn't a good lay and that's that."
Alex thought that he saw a way around her mood. He guessed that she wanted some affection. He had never given her any gifts or such. It just wasn't part of their thing together. But, he figured that he could use some softening techniques. He was horny, and wanted to get her into bed.
He walked over to her and sat beside her. He put his arms around her, and noted that this much was right. She came into his arms willingly.
"Oh, honey, I care about you. You know that."
"Oh, I don't know what's going on anymore."
"Well, I do care about you, and I hope you care for me. It wouldn't be the same if you didn't."
"You mean that you wouldn't just want to get me into bed? You know, like some of the other people that I've heard about at the school?"
Alex gulped. He didn't realize that the girls had that much of a grapevine on the promiscuity of the faculty.
"Uh, what about the other teachers at the school?"
"Oh, I don't listen to all of it. It's just that most of the girls joke about some of the teachers."
"What do they say about them?"
"Oh, some of them are only after a piece of ass. You know, like Mr. Gallows. He was the one who was involved with that new girl. You know, the one who was taken home to her parents after she broke her arm."
"Oh, yes. I think I remember. What about them?"
"Oh, he was up in her room when she was supposed to have had an accident. All the kids were joking about it. They said that everyone knows how he acts."
"How do these girls know? Did this girl tell them?"
"No, it's just that he had a reputation for liking younger girls, that's all."
Alex wasn't crazy about the idea of the students keeping a catalogue on all the teachers. He envisioned lists being available for the administrative staff to review.
"Do they talk about other teachers like that?"
"Yes, they do."
Alex didn't want to ask the question, and he had no idea as to whether Vera knew about the other girls that he used to go with. He was in a pattern of casual sex. She had been an exception.
He didn't want to talk any more. He had her in his arms and if he could, he wanted to keep her there. Talk could only makes things worse. There was nothing to say, really. He put his hand on her shoulder and nudged her head up towards his mouth. He kissed her again, and Vera held the kiss. The other part of her will was getting to her. She sensed that what they could say would only be bad, and right now, all she really eared about was getting him closer to her and into bed.
They walked into the bedroom, locked in each to hers arms. As they stood in the middle of the bedroom, Alex grabbed her hard against his body and pressed her into himself. He worked his hands down her back, and began to fool with the waistband of her skirt.
Vera felt his fingers inside her skirt and started to wiggle against him. Suddenly, the sadness was gone, and they were together again. She moved her hand to the button and opened it for him.
Alex felt the change in her body. She started to relax and melted against him as he pressed her forward. He broke the kiss and picked her up in his arms. She laughed then, as he carried her to the bed.
He began to undress her as soon as he had her there. He unzipped her skirt and helped her shimmy out of it. Next he took her blouse off. It was soft and sheer, and he found his cock responding as he bared her beautiful breasts.
Vera had shaken the gloom and she enjoyed watching his face light up at the sight of her body. She loved to see his reactions to her charms. It made her feel so attractive.
To her, Alex was a glamorous man. He was older, polished, as far as she was concerned, and he had status in the community of which she was part. Only time would tell how he fared in her opinion when she got out into the larger world.
When he had her stripped completely, he set about undressing himself very quickly. Vera lounged with her legs slightly parted, and her hands under her head on the pillow. Her breasts were jutting forward in this position, and her pussy was prominent. She was teasing him, and she loved it.
When he had thrown his things on the chair he came at her. He playfully jumped on top of her, and she made a big play of being shocked and scared.
"Oh, no, don't do that! You're suffocating me!"
Alex laughed, rolled over to her side and kissed her deeply on the mouth. He let his hands roam freely over her and rubbed her breasts between both hands. He took her nipples into the fingers of each hand and rolled them gently, at first.
Then, however, he squeezed them just the slightest to elicit a moan of pleasure from her. Vera reached down and took his penis into her hands. She found a full erection and thrilled to the hardness that gave her so much pleasure. She rubbed up and down the shaft, slowly, and deliberately.
When she went down further to his scrotum, however, Alex moaned, himself. He loved the way she tended to his jewels. She could make him feel ten feet tall when she did these things to him. He wanted her to continue with that forever, but that would not give him the opportunity to love her the way he wanted to.
He flipped on top of her, forcing his cock up against her stomach. He crushed her breasts beneath his chest and sought out her soul with his tongue. He kissed her more than he ever had. It seemed important to communicate this way today.
Vera complied with the implied wish by opening her legs wide for Alex. It was very natural and very easy after that. Alex positioned himself without any aid from his or her hands. The tip of his cock slipped into place so naturally.
Their bodies were in control of the action. It was as if their bodies knew it well enough to perform while they were otherwise occupied. His cock sought out the dark opening that it wanted. It nudged itself inside briefly and then forced its way deeper and deeper.
Vera and Alex kissed deeply, but not desperately. They were moving together and meshing their bodies so naturally that before long, he had totally penetrated her, and they were locked by the hardness of his body.
Alex thrust deeply into her, and when he withdrew, the shocks of pleasure flew through his body. The silky softness of her vagina was indescribable. It was as if he was thrusting his cock into a sheath of tight velvet. Soft, moist and tight.
That combination is hard to match anywhere. Alex stroked steadily, but gently. The sensation of her wrapped around him was enough to sustain him without the wild lusting that usually accompanied their lovemaking.
The scene was so good. They lay on the bed, locked into each others bodies moving steadily, kissing all the while. He was swaying in the softest body trap.
The sensations to his brain were steady and delicious.
As he stroked this young and tender girl, he realized that in a few weeks, a month, she would be gone. For the first time in their relationship, he began to feel the sorrow of the unavoidable ending.
There would be no more warmth, no more softness to sink into. Damn, just some new pussy, some new face, but they wouldn't be Vera. He had never thought about their relationship as anything that serious. Damn.
Vera was pinned underneath Alex, and the primitive desires had overtaken her need to find out how Alex felt about her. She suspected that she knew the answer and that would not make her happy. Wisely she looked to the good she could take from it.
Their lovemaking went on for a long time that afternoon. The breeze blew in from the slightly opened window and blew across their naked bodies. It was a lovely scent and was so refreshing.
They spent the entire time kissing, breaking only to look into each other's eyes. What they read in each other surprised Vera a bit. She thought that she saw some sense of loss. That pleased her.
The feelings were building inside her, and she longed to continue them forever, herself. The sensuous feeling of his cock impaling her, sending the nicest thrills into every part of her body was something that she treasured. Alex did so many wonderful things to her that she didn't want it to end ever.
For some reason, while they were making love, Vera had a mad desire to ask Alex a question. She needed to know. She broke the kiss, and put her hands on either side of his face. She looked directly into his eyes.
"Alex, will you remember me, after I'm gone? Will you ever think about me later on?"
Alex was very sober and very serious when he answered her. He was deep into her lovely body and the thrills were almost blinding him.
"I don't think that I will ever be able to forget you."
That made Vera happy, and she brought his face closer to hers. She kissed him on the lips, never breaking the stroking rhythm. They held that kiss to the last moment.
They were getting close to coming. It was difficult to take that kind of loving without bursting shortly. Alex increased the speed of his thrusts and Vera knew that they would share a memorable experience right now. She worked her hips up towards him, off the bed.
.They met and melted in the increasing joy. They could feel the surge of excitement building in each of their bodies. Vera was beginning to clutch at his back and his shoulders, and he wrapped his arms around her. He wanted to be very close to her.
The crescendo was building and they were helpless to stop the progression. The bed creaked as they moved a faster and faster, and then, Alex was holding her so very tight, and Vera was grabbing at him, and it happened.
They burst into a monumental orgasm simultaneously. Neither said anything but the moans and groans of pleasure that they elicited were sufficient to make the ecstasy they felt known to each other.
Vera growled deeply and scratched across his back, arching her back and hips to smash herself flat against him, forcing his cock deeper into her yet. She was throbbing with feeling and pleasure, and could not contain herself in the heavenly moment.
Alex was crushing Vera into the bed, desperate to get the most of the sheath that was convulsing all around him. The vise that was closing on his cock and squeezing the come from him. Demanding to be given the cream that was the precious offering of their lovemaking.
They were lost in the suspension of reality and gravity, and they floated into each other's souls. It was unbelievable, and yet so natural. It was the most wonderful experience that either of them had experienced to date.
As the excruciating pleasure ebbed, they rocked on the bed, and slowed as the feelings died. They were caught up in the aftermath of the feelings and lay there joined still, holding each other.
They did not speak for a long time. They merely cradled in each other's arms, silently taking in all the affection that was free for them. They absorbed the good that they had given to each other, and that would remain unique to their coupling.
The rest of the afternoon, they talked and held each other. Each knew that it would be the end soon, but neither talked about it. Vera did not mention it again that day, or at subsequent rendezvous. She had discovered what she wanted to know and was satisfied with the man's answer.
They talked about her future and her plans for college in the fall, but it was very general and not of where she would live and what she would do. That would not be right just now.
When it was time to go, they embraced meaningfully. Their kiss was as tender as was their lovemaking symbolic. They held hands in the car and when he stopped to let Vera out of the car. he bent over and kissed her.
Vera walked away from the car, back to the school she was leaving very soon. Her thoughts were lighter, and her acceptance of the future was much greater. She had grown in those past few hours. But, then so had Alex, lie would never forget Vera.