Page 22 of Hot Four Teacher
I turn around and head back inside, prompting her to follow me. “I feel like death.”
“Aw, honey, I’m sorry. I probably should have cut you off after the first fishbowl. You need to learn to walk before you can run.”
“The only place I have been running to is the bathroom.” Looking over at her, I ask, “How is that you look that good after a night of drinking?”
“I always look this good,” she jokes. “The alcohol fuels me rather than brings me down.”
“Sounds like you may need to go to some sort of meeting.” I smile.
“Maybe later. But first, I need to hear all about your night. Did you get your cage rattled?”
“Well, my sweet sister, let me tell you all about my night.”
She gets comfortable on the couch, kicking off her shoes and tucking her feet underneath her butt. “Don’t skip any details…especially dirty ones.”
“I went over and started talking to him. Apparently, the rum made me super brazen, and I told him I hadn’t been laid in a while and I could use a few orgasms.”
Her eyes go wide. “You didn’t.”
“I definitely did. He suggested we sit down to talk for a while and then he’d give me as many orgasms as I wanted.”
“Whoa! Smooth!”
“No joke. I’m getting a little excited just thinking about it.”
She asks, “So, how many did he give you?”
“Nope. Not yet. You’re getting ahead of yourself and will ruin the story.”
“Sorry.”
I take a long sip of coffee, making her wait even longer.
“After we finished our drinks, we came back here…and we kissed.”
Ronnie looks so excited she may burst. “How was the kiss?”
“Amazing. Quite literally perfect. And then…he…held my hair back while I threw up.”
Her face falls. “Oh. Uh…well, that was nice of him to hold your hair.”
“Yes, it was. Dane is a ridiculously nice guy. He didn’t even try to take advantage of me when I started taking off my clothes.”
She chokes on her coffee. “You did what?”
“You heard that right. After I yacked, I decided I didn’t want to wear pants anymore, so I took them off.”
“Yikes.”
“I’m not done.”
“Dear God.”
I go on. “He got me settled on the couch, and when he went to go get me some water and a trash can, I took off my top.”
“Oh…”
“And my bra.”
