Rocks in Their Heads Pt. 02

"Well, any good teacher will tell you, practice makes perfect."

"I think we definitely need to practice more. I think you and I could do with some practice through the week, lest we get out of form."

She took his hint. "Oh, Scott, you know that's not so easy for me. You know I do try to get over to your place when I can, but it does take quite some time, and then I have to wake up extra early to get back to work the next day. Plus, Salty misses me. I can see the look of betrayal in his eyes when I drop him off at Trish's each time. Soon he'll choose her over me! I'm not trying to make excuses, but you must understand."

"Yeah, I know. But I've been thinking, we are pretty good together, and I'm not only talking about sex. I enjoy your company, going places with you, sharing adventures. I'm glad we're doing this and sometimes I wish we could be together more often. That's all."

She smiled. "Yeah, I really enjoy it too. Let's just say you've reinvigorated me. I was in some kind of rut for years. Like a routine that bored me, but easy to stay in. You've changed things for me, all for the better."

He'd noticed. Evelyn was exercising, going to the gym, or occasionally jogging and swimming several times a week. She'd always been naturally skinny, but she now had muscle definition on her arms, legs and tummy. She had a genuine spring in her step. Lately, Scott spent a considerable amount of time contemplating their arrangement, wondering if he could accept the logical progression of becoming a proper couple and telling his friends and family. The idea was increasingly attractive to him. After all, why not be a couple? They were great together and enjoyed one another. As far as Scott was concerned, that was the basis of any good relationship. Furthermore, they both had good jobs and both owned properties, albeit with mortgages, and so it wouldn't be as if there'd be some kind of wealth imbalance.

He wasn't thinking of settling down with Evelyn anytime, but he considered that, due to their sexual chemistry and mutual enjoyment of each other's company, they might indeed make a good couple. As things currently stood, they were mostly there. Sure, he accepted Evelyn's age would deny him the opportunity to be a father, however, the more he thought about it, he was okay with this concession. It wasn't like he'd actively thought about having children before, so why should it be an issue? He and Evelyn could simply share more adventures with one another, without anyone else to worry about.

Nevertheless, he didn't push the matter. To him it was all so simple; they could give it a shot and if it worked, great, and if not then they could simply part. As far as Scott was concerned, this was the way of things, based on his previous experience with dating. He and previous partners with whom he'd formed serious relationships always entered into their pairing thinking, or at least hoping, their blossoming relationship would last.

He and Evelyn's relationship was quite strong, except for her concerns about their age gap being a problem with their respective families. In Scott's eyes, some aspects of dating Evelyn were better than his previous relationships. For example, he particularly liked the freedom Evelyn gave him, since she was by no means needy in the slightest, making no demands of him. His previous girlfriends had constantly wanted to spend their free time together, which could make him feel claustrophobic. He vaguely recognised the irony too, that perhaps he put more demands on Evelyn than she did of him, simply by asking her if they could spend more time together.

He tried to see their relationship from Evelyn's point of view, and he realised it was not so simple for her. She was fifty-one, and perhaps the cost would be greater for her if any serious relationship she was in ended. She'd admitted to being lonely before they hooked up, and though she'd not proactively looked for a relationship when Scott came knocking, she'd wanted the benefits of one and clearly took the opportunity when presented with it.

But she was worried that their age gap would eventually cause them problems. Despite reassuring her he wasn't interested in anyone else, she was concerned Scott might tire of her as she grew older, and leave for a woman his own age. She said she also needed to consider Nicola, with whom she'd spent a long time trying to maintain a relationship. Evelyn didn't want any cause for a rift with her daughter. Furthermore, she didn't want to upset Scott's parents, who were good neighbours of hers. Evelyn was further concerned that, if the news of their relationship filtered back to her colleagues, it could somehow jeopardise her job as a high school principal. Despite Evelyn's concerns and his growing feelings, Scott had to admit their relationship was pretty damn good how it stood anyway, so why fix what wasn't broken?

His reverie was interrupted by Evelyn, who rolled out of bed and picked up her laptop. "Hey, lover, I'm curious, did you ever have a crush on any teachers when you were at school?" She sat back on the bed and fired up the computer.

"Yeah, sort of. There were a couple of teachers I'd have shagged if given the chance. Why?"

"Did you ever hit on any of them? Perhaps with a clumsy attempt at seduction? It wouldn't surprise me since you've got form," she spoke with a mischievous tone.

"Nah, I never thought to hit on any of them, though some of the boys tried. My favourite was a music teacher, Miss Tui. I think she was from Tonga or Fiji or somewhere, and she'd once been a traditional dancer or something. She was smoking hot! Many of us boys chose music as an elective because of her. I relentlessly practiced the guitar and ukulele, trying to impress her. Anyway, why do you ask? Do you have an admiring student?"

"You'd be jealous if I did. Alas, nothing as exciting as that. I do have something I'd like to show you. But you have to promise you won't laugh or make fun of me."

He sat up. "Sure, I promise."

"Well, I've been doing a little writing. When I was younger I used to write short stories for fun, and now I have a hot young lover I've been inspired to write some erotic fiction. Another hobby I've taken up I suppose."

"Erotic fiction? Like porno stories?" He put two and two together and asked, "About teachers and students?"

"Ha, yes, I guess that's one way of putting it." She moved a little closer to Scott, putting the laptop on the bed between them and opened a Word document. "I've been writing a short story and I'd like you to take a look and tell me what you think." She passed him the laptop. "Please go easy on me though, I'm only new at this, ah, sexy writing."

Scott began to read.

There was laughter at the rear of the chemistry lab and it irritated me instantly. I had hoped the experiment would keep the students busy for a while, but the commotion in the room caused most students to look up from their work to see who was causing the hilarity. They were supposed to be conducting titrations, however, most of the students at the back were now laughing and talking. I had a good idea who'd likely instigated the disruption of my chemistry class. They were generally a good bunch of students, but some were restless, especially the smart ones who finished their experiments before other students. I strode purposefully to the rear of the lab and looked around for the culprit. "Richard Wang! What's the commotion?"

"Woah," Scott said. "Richard Wang? Dick Wang?"

"Hey, it's my story. You promised you wouldn't make fun of me."

"Oh, sorry. But now I'll think you have something for your Asian students and their wangs!"

Evelyn poked her tongue out at him and said, "Don't read anything into it. Just read on."

Richard was one of the brightest students I'd ever taught. Not to mention one of my favourites. He was smart as a tack, but also genuinely cleaver and funny in such a way that I couldn't help but like him. And by like him, I mean, as a young man. However, occasionally he could be disruptive because he tended to finish his practical lessons quicker than the other students. He pretended innocence, as I guessed he would. "Nothing, Miss Fox, I've finished my prac!"

My voice was calmer than I hoped my angry stare suggested. "I expected better of you, Richard. You know you're supposed to wait in silence until everyone else has finished without disturbing them. You've just earnt yourself afternoon detention. Come and see me in my office after school."

"Aww miss, but it's my eighteenth birthday today," Richard complained.

"No buts! Be there or I'll give you a week of detention." Despite my firm assertion of punishment, an idea began to form in my head. He turned eighteen today and he was definitely more a man than most students, let alone some of my previous lovers.

Scott skimmed ahead, looking for the erotic paragraphs, scrolling down until he came across something sexy.

"Pants off now!" I commanded. Richard appeared surprised, but he was compliant, doing as I asked. Straight away I grabbed his smooth rod, rubbing it for a couple of strokes until it grew hard, then bent my mouth down to it, running my tongue down his delicious entirety. My nipples hardened and my pussy throbbed, as a moist spot developed in my knickers where my cunt juices began to flow.

"Woah!" Scott said, his voice genuinely sounding shocked. "You actually wrote cunt juices! What the actual fuck?"

"You're shocked, Scott." Evelyn said with a smug look on her face, suggesting she was pleased with Scott's surprise.

"Since when do you even say the word cunt? And what is this, an actual fantasy about a student of yours?"

"No, not at all!" Evelyn laughed and then put on a posh English accent. "One doesn't have to be one's self when they write fiction you know! One can step into the shoes of whoever they want when they write! And I can write almost anything, as long as it's not criminal." She laughed again and reverted back to her own Australian accent. "And I'm glad I shocked you. But like I said, don't read too much into it. I'll have you know, Richard's character is actually based on you! Smart and cleaver at science, but not too geeky. It has to be believable to the reader that Miss Fox would want to fuck him. I simply made his character an Asian version of you so I could use Wang as his last name, that's all. Maybe I'll change his name if it sounds too dumb or cliché. But don't act like such a prude when it comes to the word cunt! It's used fairly commonly these days amongst the youth you know! You keep telling me I'm only as young as the man I feel, so I'm allowed to use the language of the youth!" She grinned and giggled, sliding her hands over his thigh to give his cock a gentle tug.

"The youth using the word cunt? Surely not?" he joked in a similar posh English accent to the one she'd previously used. "So this Richard character is based on me? Maybe I should have some input in his character development then? Anyway, can you publish your story? Like, could this become a book?"

"No, not a book. There are websites where you can submit these kind of stories and publish online. People read them, and if the story is good enough, they like them. Teacher and student sex is a very popular topic. As long as the characters are over eighteen most things are acceptable. And since you mention it, I actually asked you to read the story so I could get your input."

"Do you get paid if you get published?"

"No, no, it's only for a bit of fun. Like I said, it's a hobby. People enjoy writing, others enjoy reading. Everyone enjoys a sexy story. It's win-win!"

"Well, your story escalated quickly from detention to a head job," Scott remarked. "She sounds like a bit of a dominatrix. But of course most students would give their right nut to fuck their teacher."

"Yeah, I know, I need to work on progression of the story. Some of the authors on the website where I intend to publish, Literotica, make the progression from lusty wanting to full sex appear quite natural. I'm not sure I'm there yet, but I've tried to inject a little of my own experiences with you into the story, to bring a little bit of truth to the fantasy. And of course, if you read on, they do more than oral. It's funny though, I've been a teacher for over thirty years and I've only had two student admirers. Which is a shame, because some of the senior boys are eighteen years old and are very much grown men." She gave him a cheeky grin and tugged his cock playfully again.

"Really? Only two admiring students? Tell me more."

"There's not that much to tell. Nothing juicy or exciting anyway. One of the senior boys would regularly complement me on how nice I looked, almost daily, and I thought maybe he was just a nice kid or perhaps he was trying to suck up to me. Towards the end of his QCE exams I wished him luck for his remaining subjects, and the next day he gave me a letter, declaring his undying love for me. The funny thing is, when I think about it, he'd be around your age now! The other student who hit on me actually asked me straight out if I'd like to go home with him after the school formal. Teachers do get hit on by students fairly regularly, but of course most don't take them up on the offers. Even at eighteen years old they're still students, and anyhow, more often than not they don't know what they're doing. Kind of like you when you came around to my house the other month, except normally they don't come at us all drunk and lecherous." Her cheeky grin was still present as she gently elbowed him in the ribs.

"Maybe that's where they're going wrong? After all, it worked for me." He ribbed her back. He was curious about real-life student-teacher relations now. "So, have there been any sex scandals at your schools?"

"Oh, you want the juicy gossip do you?" She chuckled, then said, "It's actually a serious issue, and there are occasional rumours, but I can only recall one teacher who was caught sleeping with a student at any school I've worked at, and he ended up in a lot of trouble, despite the girl being eighteen years old. They were only found out because the young lady in question told all her friends. She thought they were in love, of course."

"I bet it happens more often than we realise," Scott replied.

"I'm sure it does. Some of the younger teachers have only been out of school for a few years themselves, and then, like I said, some of the eighteen year olds are grown men and women. Naturally there are going to be occasional sparks of temptation, especially when those seniors come into contact with teachers at pubs and clubs. That's pretty much what happened between the teacher and student I mentioned before. But relationships happen way more often among teachers, which, like in any workplace, is actually quite common. I know for a fact there are currently two English teachers at my school who are sleeping together. Oh, and they're married by the way, and I don't mean to each other. I hope it doesn't turn sour for them because they are both good teachers and I may end up having to deal with the aftermath."

At the mention of workplace relationships, Scott automatically thought of Jacqueline and his reluctance to pursue her before beginning his relationship with Evelyn. "Yeah, I guess workplace relationships can end with bad consequences if it all turns sour. Jeeze, it sounds hectic though. Just think, Eve, there are people out there, right now, as we speak, having exciting sex lives for real, without even having to write it up as fantasy! People like me, shagging my gorgeous older neighbour." He grinned and gave her hand a squeeze. "Maybe I'll try writing about us. What do ya reckon?"

"You should, it's quite fun to write stories like this! Or maybe we could write chapters from our own perspective and combine it into one story? Like how my daughter's childhood friend came over and tried to drunkenly seduce me." Evelyn laughed. "Or maybe I'll make your character more suave and debonair, so I'd actually want to fuck him the first time around. At least it might be more believable than what actually happened." She giggled and smiled at him.

"Ha! You can't deny you basically invited me over with the intent on having your way with me! Maybe your story could be about how the hot MILF and the daughter each hook up with the childhood friend, unknowingly to one another, in a bizarre love triangle. Or, they could end up having a threesome!" Scott almost regretted it as soon as the words were out of his mouth.

"Oh, Scott, is this what you think about? Threesomes with Nicky and me? What a disgusting thought."

Scott couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course I don't think of Nic with you and me in a threesome. Nic sounds like way too hard work these days for my tastes. And you're much hotter than she is anyhow. But like you say, one doesn't have to be one's self when writing fiction! Though, you know, I totally bet there would be quite a few of your students who'd want to be in my shoes right now and would love to read about it. You go alright. I mean, I'd totally fuck you."

"Somehow I doubt any of my students would want to be in your shoes, because they're much too sensible," she said playfully. "Oh, and you did totally fuck me remember. Several times. Maybe I shouldn't have given you any ideas to write about it though."

"Oh, I'd forgotten I'd fucked you, coz it's been like, half an hour."

"You're funny," she said sarcastically.

He gave her a cheeky look. "You know, there's probably a few of your senior students thinking about you right now, hand on cock, wishing for attention at afternoon detention with their hot principal."

"What a disgusting thought, Scott. I'll give you detention for that if you don't watch out!"

"Yes please."

"Anyway, back to my story. I need to polish it because I'm not totally happy with the way it flows, and also, when it comes to sex, there's only so many ways you can describe a dick fucking a pussy. Or felatio for that matter. I need help with new ideas. Maybe you've got some in that head of yours?"

"Hmmm, I'm sure it is hard to write this kind of thing. Super hard I suppose. I guess you actually have to be a cunning linguist to do it well. But, I'm thinking, if you don't want it to be all about dicks fucking pussy, then what about butts?"

"Yes," she replied with a straight face. "It's funny you mention it, sodomy is something I want to explore, if you are keen. I'm a little bit curious, and if I'm going to expand my erotic writing repertoire, I guess I should try it so I can write about it. Right? I'm thinking we might try some role play this weekend. What do you think?"

"Sodomy? That's a bit of a formal term isn't it? Why not simply call it anal?"

"It is what it is. So what do you reckon? Do you want to sodomise me or what?"

Scott was a little taken aback by Evelyn's dirty talk and ideas. When he hinted at bum sex for her story purposes, he'd not expected her to want to try it. He went along with her anyhow, replying enthusiastically, "Oh, Mrs Collins, can I help? Please pick me! I'll fuck you up the arse as much as you like. Give me a moment and I'll be good to go I reckon!"

"Of course you're keen, Scott Mackenzie. You always have been the teacher's pet! But not tonight, honey. I'm much too tired right now. However, I do want to try some ideas out with you, but I think we'll need to give the desk over there a workout, since my Miss Fox character and Richard are in her office and don't have access to a nice soft bed."

"I guess I'll have to look forward to getting your cunt juices flowing again tomorrow then, Mrs Collins. However, we may need a bit more lube than normal if you want me to, ah, sodomise you."

"That's just gross, Scott, you filthy minded pervert! Where do you get such obscene ideas? I'm putting you on detention for the rest of the weekend!"