Break the rules

Part 7

It killed me not telling my best friend about my first kiss. It was one of the biggest things that would ever happen to me I should be sharing it with her, I felt guilty. It had been weird returning to the film and having to act like I hadn't just had the most amazing experience of my life.

Rebecca wasn't stupid she knew something was bothering me , all Sunday night she asked me what was happening.

My dad drove us to school , he told me he was going to be working all night so he wouldn't be driving me to school Tuesday. That was my dad code for I'm sleeping at my girlfriends. He was at Amy's house more than ours now, I'm in no doubt that he will move in with her the day I leave for college. I was a thorn in my dads side, I had been since my mother died.

I had another night on my own, I needed a hobby or even a job. A job would be perfect, a little bookshop in town was looking for help I would go there straight from school.

I was dreading school , I couldn't stop myself thinking of the illicit kiss I had shared with my teacher. I would have to have face  him today , I had another drama lesson. There would be no avoiding him.

The two hours dragged, mr jones didn't look at me once. His behaviour today made me sure that I had imagined the whole thing, he couldn't have kissed me yesterday and show me no attention today it was impossible. It almost seemed like he had been avoiding me.

"Everyone can you sit I need to have a word" mr jones called loudly. The class settled and sat on the benches.

"I want everyone to take a permission form , the school had authorised a 2 day trip to London where we will be watching 3 shows and visiting a stage school. I need all forms signed and returned by Monday" he called.

The class grew loud again as everyone talked happily about the upcoming trip.  I knew my dad would sign the form , it meant he didn't have to think about me for a few days. Mr jones stood at the door handing out the forms he was so formal with me, he made every effort to make sure not even his finger didn't touch mine.

The rest of the week was pretty much the same ,  my teacher and I had absolutely no interaction.

I had gotten the job at the book store so I would be there some nights after school and some hours over the weekend. My work would keep me busy and keep my mind from wandering, or so I thought. The book shop was quiet and had few customers, in the 4 hours I worked Friday I saw 3 people. Only 1 of them bought anything, I had more time to pine.

I was working Saturday morning from 9 till 3 then I was heading to my friend Lisa's birthday party. Her party started at half 3 so it meant I would have to get ready while I worked, not that there would be any customers anyway.

Saturday morning was quiet and only a few people stopped by, my boss Hilda told me she had a regular customer come in every Saturday. Hilda said his name was Ryan and that he would not always buy a book he would just situate himself at the desk and read. Hilda informed me that Ryan was her best customer so I was to occasionally offer him hot drinks. For the first time I was going to be left unsupervised as my boss went to visit family. I was under strict instructions to lock up when I left and post the keys through her letterbox on the way home.

It was midday and I had yet to meet this infamous customer Hilda had told me about. I thought she must have made him up, she was getting on a little. I was stacking shelves when the door bell went, I heard footsteps then heard the desk chair being pulled out.

"You must be the infamous Ryan" I joked as I climbed down the ladder.

"That's me" a familiar voice said.

Mr jones is Ryan , no way was the world that small.

"Mr jones" I stuttered,I thought i was about to have a panic attack.

"It's Ryan out of school, why are you here" he asked. He was starting to take papers from his bag and pile them on his desk.

"Ryan" I repeated his name quietly. It was so weird.

"I work here , I started yesterday" I told him. He nodded and turned his attention back to his papers. We were silent for around an hour.

"Do you want a drink" I asked. Ryan nodded and rose from his seat.

We stood in the small kitchen area and waited for the kettle to boil. It was so hard being in such close proximity to him.

"What happened Sunday" I asked.

My question took him by surprise, he looked at the floor searching for an answer.

"I'm sorry it was a mistake, there had just been a romantic scene on the film and when you were in my arms I forgot who you were. I'm sorry it won't happen again." He replied carefully

I searched his face for any indication of whether he was speaking the truth, I honestly couldn't tell.

"Did you tell anyone" he asked, now he was looking concerned.

"No" I replied simply.

"Not even your friend" he asked

"I don't kiss and tell" I said before turning on my heel and heading back to the counter.

The next hour was a little busier, I served a few customers. Ryan remained on his seat and read the papers, he was such a curious thing.

The alarm on my phone brought me back to home.

"Is it closing time" Ryan asked.

"No I just have to get changed. I have a party to go to" I explained.

I sat at the back of the room and cleared my face of make up, I applied more but a little darker than usual. It was a party after all. I brushed my hair and tied it in a French plait at the side. I looked older than my 16 years I could possibly pass for 19.

"Can you watch the store while I go get changed" I called.

Ryan ageeed so I grabbed my short nude dress and walked to the kitchen. I was stood in just my bra and pants when Ryan walked in mug in hand. His eyes ran up and down my body, I felt them linger on my breasts. I didn't even think to cover myself . I just stood their in shock and stared at him.

"Damn you look good" he said before lunging at me, this time I met him half way. His lips attacked mine pulling the air from my lungs, I didn't have experience but this kiss was amazing. It was like our bodies were connected. His hands were on my waist pulling me to him. Our kiss deepened it became intense and desperate as though we needed it to live. He moved his strong hands Over my body and ran them over the top of my bra. I jumped back a little, he had taken me by surprise. He moved away, his eyes searched mine for permission. I was so desperate to feel him again, I looked in to his eyes and nodded.

He picked me up and placed me on the kitchen worktop pulling my legs around his waist. His lips were on mine as his hands palmed my breasts, his touch was like magic. Suddenly my boobs were free, Ryan moved back and took in the view. He moaned in appreciation, he moved his lips down my collar bone and to my erect nipples. He nibbled and sucked my sensitive flesh, I felt my sex become slick. I wanted this more than I thought possible. His hands were massaging my breasts as he sucked harder , his tongue  flickered against my nipple making me moan loudly. This is what I had been missing out on. I felt heat spread from through my body as he sped up his assault. An unfamiliar rush went through my body, I pushed back my head as I felt my toes curl. It really was ecstasy, he smirked at me proudly. He returned his lips to mine and ran his fingers over my bare stomach. His fingers were just in the band of my underwear, he was going to touch me down there. He had just started to pull at the strap of my thong when the door bell ran warning us that we were no longer alone.

Ryan removed his body from mine and quickly left the room, I was left half naked and panting on the worktop . The cool granite was cooling my burning flesh. I tried to control my breathing it wasn't so easy I was incredibly turned on. I quickly dressed and sprayed my perfume before walking back into the store front. Ryan was at the desk cleaning up his papers. He looked at me like he saw something he liked. His eyes were full of appreciation.

"To be continued" he whispered as he passed, and with that bombshell he left.