With the thought of closure firmly set in mind, Andy walked into the choir building and into choir director's office. He greeted her warmly as always. When she closed the door behind her and locked the door he visibly perked up. She sighed when she saw his reaction, he could at least try to disguise what he thought she was here for.
Mr. Wright was an older teacher and in addition to being choir director was also the head of the math department. Andy seriously struggled with math so she often went to him to get tutor. That had been four years ago and things had happened and continued to happen between them. He was barely an inch taller than her and had a small pot belly from students bringing him one too many treats in the hope that they would get better grades, which never worked. He had mousy brown hair and little round glasses that made him look like a total nerd. Anyone who looked at him wouldn't have thought twice about this timid teacher. He wasn't married and at 47 there was little hope that that would happen soon.
Andy on the other hand was the sunshine of the school though today a dark cloud seemed to be hanging over her. She was tall, nearly six feet and toned from various sports she loved to play. In addition to the toned body she had exotic looks, dark brown skin paired with vibrant green eyes and auburn hair. She'd always been so good at school with the exception of math and had already been accepted to a number of colleges and universities she had applied to. She just needed to wrap up one more thing before she left this dirt town forever.
“Mr. Wright we need to have a talk.” She sat in the single chair opposite his desk and crossed her jean clad legs. Unable to help himself Wright let his eyes trace every inch of her body. Andy cleared her throat to get his attention and he jerked his gaze up to her face.
“As I was saying we need to talk. I decided to go to a university out of town, and I would like for you to write me a reference. I want to be in the Phi Theta Kappa and I need one more recommendation and the teacher who I was going to ask is sick so you are the last person I want to ask.” She bit the last part out angry to have to ask him for help at all.
He had absently listening until the words sank in. He jumped out of his chair and slammed his hands on the desk. “What do you mean you're going to a university out of town! You're just going to leave me!”
“I'm not your wife Mr. Wright, you are my teacher who has just enjoyed fucking me for the last year or so and its time for you to find another fuck buddy.” Each word was uttered without emotion and her face remained impassive as if she was talking about the weather. Their relationship, or lack of, would end today and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. It was past time for her to move on.
“But Andy, I need you. Please don't do this. Can't I at least come visit you?” The words were uttered in a rush as he broke out into a cold sweat. His hands were suddenly clammy and he felt faint. This couldn't be happening.
“That wouldn't be appropriate Mr. Wright. When I leave I'm never going to see your face again. So if you want one last ride you should tell me now or it'll never happen again.”
“And-” He began but was promptly cut off by her raised hand. He knew she was damn strong willed and stubborn. He had to find a way to buy some time to convince her to keep seeing him. He should have solidified himself in her life before now. He thought he had but apparently he hadn't worked hard enough.
He cleared his throat and decided at that moment exactly what he was going to do. She was giving that look he hated so much. He had watched it pass over her face a thousand times over the four years he'd known her. Right now it infuriated him and he had to control himself not to vault over the desk, tie her up and keep her in his apartment forever.
He cleared his throat again to clear his head and began again. “Ms. Farish I would like to throw you're going away party. I know you can't do one because of you're parents passing so allow me and the faculty here take care of this important step on your road to success.” He was cringing inside. “Also Ms. Farish it would be my pleasure to write that letter of recommendation for you. Rest assured that it will be done promptly as I know you expect. Is there anything else you need?” He could tell he had caught her off guard if not for but a second but he saw that carefully crafted mask slip for just a moment.
She gave him a curt nod, threw her backpack over her shoulder and sauntered out of the door. He was left with his lust raging and his mind racing with what he needed to do.
The next two weeks were a whirlwind of activity. He planned her party and worked on her letter and even picked out a present for her. He worked on finding some living relatives of hers and found none. He was slightly disappointed at this but forced himself to concentrate on the fact that if all went well she would have plenty of family soon. Every time this thought passed through his mind he would double his efforts.
Andy on the other hand spent the time with friends, feeling like a normal teenager for once. They all teased her about being the only person who was 19 and hadn't flunked that was graduating from their class. She'd shrug off the comment with a laugh and remind them that she had started late and had no control over it. They'd all share a laugh and conversation would commence again. It felt so funny relaxing for a change. By the time it was graduation night she felt like a whole new woman.
Graduation night arrived and the ceremony went on without a hitch. When her name was called Andy walked with her head held high, she gave her speech and shyly went back to her seat. Her classmates congratulated her and gave her a myriad of pats on that back and promised to call her as often as possible. Her English professor was the one who drove her to the rented building that served as her party headquarters. She was surprised at how extravagant the whole thing was. She ate and charmed every one and was the belle of the ball. Half way through the evening her ride left without her noticing and by the end she was asking could anyone give her a ride to her apartment. The only person who could take her was Mr. Wright.
'Damn it.' She thought inwardly as she got into his car. He chattered inanely until they reached her apartment and he walked her up the stairs.
“Hopefully you won't be alone when you head off to school. You must get lonely.” He stated simply as he watched her put the key in and unlock her door.
“I'm too busy to be lonely.” She hadn't noticed he had gotten closer until it was too late. He forced her in the door and held his hand over her mouth when he knew she would scream. He let her kick at him as he tightened his arms around her.
“Stop that Andy. You said one last time right? Well I didn't want the last time in my office on my desk.” He could hear her all but growling. “I'm going to let you go and lock the door, be a good girl and stand there and wait.”
He tentatively let her go and she stood there, her green eyes narrowed and the scowl all over her face. He would melt that look right off her face soon. He hear the lock click in place then turned back to her. As soon as he turned around she cracked him in the face. God he had forgotten how strong she was. His jaw throbbed but he knew he had to move or worse was coming. Sure enough a high kick aimed at his head soared right past his ear, if he hadn't moved it would have surely connected and knocked him out.
She stood on one leg, poised for another shot when he shot his hands up defensively.
“Wait Andy!”
“Who the fuck do you think you are? You think just because you've been screwing me since last year means you can do what you want to me! I'll fucking kill you if you ever do something like that again.” In the last bit of her tirade she had ducked down and round housed his legs from under him and now stood over him, hot with anger.
“You wouldn't have invited me in if I had just asked so I did what I had to do.
