an evening with mr. dun (josh dun x reader)

Part 3

it was already mid september and you were getting nowhere with mr. dun. so you decided to up the stakes. there was an electric pencil sharpener across from his desk that you started walking over to. you were about to put the pencil in but purposefully dropped it on the floor followed by you saying "oops" in a quite exaggerated tone, but quiet enough that only mr. dun could hear you. you bend over, ass out to expose everything under your skirt, right in line with his eye sight. you slowly stand up and you hear mr. dun clear his throat. you grin at that, putting the pencil in the sharpener for a few seconds then walk swiftly back to your desk. you settle back in your seat, and out of the corner of your eye, you can see mr. dun staring you down. you see him gently grab at something in his lap. clearly palming himself through his pants. you try to keep a giggle from escaping your mouth. you see him stand up and quietly exit the room, an evident boner in his pants. you bite down on your lip hard. you suddenly feel that familiar tingling sensation between your thighs and you cross your legs. your imagination ran wild with the thought of having him all to yourself. he enters the room a few minutes later, the bulge in his pants now gone. you hide your face in your hoodie trying to contain yourself. you take a deep breath then get back to work.

when you arrived home, your mom was waiting for you in the kitchen. you greeted each other then asked her what she was doing. 

"we need to finalize your party plans for next week," she says finally looking up from the computer screen.

"mom, im gonna be 18 i don't need a party," you say setting your bag down on the floor next to the couch. 

"if you really don't want one, i won't force you to have one," she sighs. 

"thanks mom. i appreciate it," you smile and give your mom a hug. 

as you head upstairs to your room youre stopped in your tracks, "oh sweetie. i'm gonna be out of town all this weekend. i have to go to some conference in downtown LA and im not exactly thrilled," your mom huffs, "youll be ok by yourself right?"

"do you really need to ask that, mom," you roll your eyes. 

"i was just checking. i can have uncle dave stop by if you'd like," she replies. 

"no mom. i'll be fine," you answer as you start to ascend the stairs. you're about to start your homework when you feel you phone buzzing. amanda was trying to facetime you. 

"hey bitch," she greets me. 

"hey, amanda," you reply, sitting down in your bed. 

"im really bored and eric is passed out drunk on my couch so i have no one to talk to. what are you doing," she asks. 

"well my mom keeps trying to convince me to have a party for my birthday. she wanted to invite some family over but i said no," you answer.

"oh you're still getting a party....just not with your lame family," she says, tossing some popcorn in her mouth. 

"what do you mean," you question. 

"i mean eric and i will throw you the best goddamn birthday party ever. invite the entire senior class. maybe get laid. that should be fun," she smirks. 

"well my mom is gonna be out of town this weekend...," you reply. 

"yes this is perfect. bro you're gonna have so much fun. i'm gonna find you the sexiest dress to wear and the boys will practically be  drooling over you on saturday night," she tosses more popcorn in her mouth. "ill borrow my dads car and we can go find you a dress friday after school. how does that sound," she asks.

"great. that sounds great," you couldn't help but smile. you were too excited for this party. 

"dont worry about the invites or anything. ive got it under control. ill bring the boos and some snacks," amanda says. 

"alright. awesome. i have to go do my homework now," you conclude. 

"k. see you tomorrow," amanda ends the call. 

it was only tuesday and saturday felt so far away. but it was worth the wait.