Chapter 16

Mr. Lamont’s Chemistry class was a lot more normal at first than expected, if you could ignore the way that Mr. Lamont himself tried to look anywhere but at Kayla Chang. It was clear that he enjoyed her company and beauty, among other attractions. She winked at him more than once, not at all having any mercy on the guy. It was clear that she wanted her interest in him to be brazen and that she wanted him as flustered as possible. He somehow managed to teach the class, but it took far more of his effort than usual just to focus.

While those two were lost in their dance of seduction, Missy Larsen did her level best to make her advances to me well-known. She brushed against me every chance she got, her hands caressing mine on the slightest excuse. Her soft skin felt electric to me, of course. She looked at me with lovey-dovey eyes for some reason, though I wasn’t quite clear why things became so intense overnight. We still managed to our chemistry experiment, but damn, I had to work just as hard as Mr. Lamont to concentrate on my classwork.

“I’m in love with you, Jack. It’s not just lust anymore,” Missy told me in a husky voice as the bell rang, even as Julie made out with Bert Bamburg and winked at both of us.

“That makes at least two of us, I’m sure,” Lizzie Farnsworth added, punctuating her point by planting a lip lock on me.

“Gimme some of that!” Julie insisted as she puckered up and gave me some serious tongue.

Missy then added her own lip action, practically shoving her tongue down my throat as we swapped spit in front of everyone. She winked at Julie and Lizzie before putting my hands on her tush and then twerking with me for a hot minute. My sister and the Mormon cutie both followed suit, even as I felt teeth on my butt again. Sure enough, it was Tamara Kodec. That was her calling card, after all, to bite me on my ass. She grinned and blew me a kiss, even as she wiggled her own bottom to invite me to enjoy it somehow.

It was clear that neither Julie nor I would be left alone as we went down the hall to the cafeteria. Guys ... and girls kept groping and fondling Julie, whistling at her, kissing her on the lips ... and the nether lips in some cases, and going out of their way to make their lust for her known. She was seriously wet by this time. As for me, I was hard as steel, particularly because not only students, but teachers kept hitting on me. Even one of the janitors, who looked vaguely Native-American, winked at me and tossed back her perfect, silky, jet-black hair in front of me.

“What’s your name?” I asked her directly, stopping to satisfy my curiosity.

“Louisa Millhouse. Yes, I am a Chippewa, in case you wondered. Well, on my mother’s side. Father’s stock is as German as they get. Yeah, I grew up learning about Oktoberfest and plenty of neat Chippewa customs like sweat lodges, though to be fair, I’m not considered a proper member of my mother’s clan.

“It’s cool. I come and go as I please. I work for my old man, though. He’s a bit up there in years and I’ll probably take over the family business, since my brother Ernie is in the Army and looks to be on the military career track,” the janitor licked her lips as she stared at my groin.

“You want some of that, don’t you, Louisa?” Julie teased her, “go for it. I’ll keep a lookout if you want him to bang you in the open or in the supply closet or something.”

“Fuck, yeah ... do me right here and right now ... don’t worry about my top right now ... just take me from behind,” Louisa urged me for a quickie before I could eat my lunch.

She dropped her work pants, slid down her panties, and moaned with satisfaction as Julie began rimming her. My sister guided me inside the janitor from behind and urged me to fuck the lady good and rough before we resumed our walk to the cafeteria. I really began humping Louisa in earnest, enjoying the sight of her lovely cheeks while Julie tongued her cornhole. When I began yanking her hair on an impulse, she responded by bucking her hips even harder and taking me deeper inside her body.