"Touch me," I whispered.
Her hands slowly retreated from my body, my skin instantly missing her touch. She walked backwards slowly, fear and sadness filling her eyes.
"I...I can't," she stuttered.
I didn't reply. I grabbed the towel from her and wrapped it around my body, slipping past her and walking to my bad to get my clothes.
"India..." she whispered.
"You know what Ruby, I'm getting a bit sick of this!" I snapped, "You either want me or you don't. Make up your mind. It's not like I'm holding out for you, I can get some whenever I want. But stop coming to me when you're confused about your shitty relationship."
I pulled on my shirt and skirt, grabbing everything else and shoving it into my backpack.
"She looks like a hooker by the way," I said as I marched out, "You can do much better than that."
With that I stormed out, leaving a very confused looking Miss Rose behind me. Putting my skateboard on the ground I leapt onto it, rolling down the hill away from the school grounds. Away from her. I continued to cruise through the streets on my board, slowly making my way home. I was avoiding going there, the emptiness overwhelming and the silence so deafening. I just wished my mother would care.
Walking through my front door I threw my bag to the side. I ran up the staircase and collapsed onto my bed, letting my mind wander once again to Miss Rose. I knew she was attracted to me. I knew she wanted to fuck me. But I also knew she still had a girlfriend. I knew that she deserved better than to be with that bimbo.
The next day at school was uneventful. The day passed slowly and the only thing worth noting was they I managed to get another detention from Mr Cleary for wearing the wrong shoes. Once the final bell rang I walked with Aimee to the gym to get ready for soccer practice. The workout clothes I had chosen today were specifically to tease Miss Rose. I had brought my Nike Pro 3" shorts which came to just below my bum, hugging my figure tightly and showing off my toned legs. On the top half I wore my Nike sports bra crop top, which made my tits look great. My toned stomach was on show and the beginning of a six pack was starting to peek through.
Aimee and I walked out to the field and were met by the rest of the team. We sat down and began stretching our muscles, warming up for the intense training session ahead. I looked up and saw Miss Rose walking the length of the field with the balk bag and cones. I looked away, not wanting her to know that I was looking at her.
"Hi girls, how are we all?" she asked once she got close enough, and the girls all replied happily.
"I've got a heavy training session planned today so I hope you're all ready for it," she smiled, and the girls and I all groaned.
By the time the training session was over everyone was dripping in sweat. I walked over to my drink bottle which was conveniently next to Miss Rose and poured the contents of it over my head, letting the water drip down my body.
I saw Miss Rose's eyes follow the droplets of water that made their way into the crevice of my breasts. I looked up at her and smirked, turning away and walking towards Aimee.
"Showers?" I asked her, but she shook her head.
"I'm gonna shower at home, I have to babysit my brother tonight so I need to get home soon," she explained.
"Okay, well I'll see you on Monday, or over the weekend if you wanna hang out?" I suggested, and she agreed.
I walked alone to the showers and took my time letting the water cleanse my body. I thought back to yesterday when Miss Rose had been here with me, her eyes roaming my body and her hands touching my skin. I let my own hands travel down my body, resting at my slick core that was so ready for someone who wasn't here with me.
I moved my fingers in a circular motion on my clit, feeling my lower stomach tense and throb. I leant against the shower wall, continuing to assault myself as I thought of none other than Miss Rose. I imagined what she would've been doing to me yesterday if she hadn't left.
I plunged a finger inside of me, pumping it in and out as I used my other hand to massage my breasts. I was glad no one was here, because a moan escaped my mouth as I could feel my orgasm building. Still, I tried to stay quiet, not wanting anyone outside the change rooms to hear anything. It was probably wrong to masturbate in the school showers, but considering it was after hours and I was alone...I didn't care.
I felt myself reaching the edge and my mind was on Miss Rose and the way she had pinned me to the door of my house and pushed her groin against my core. I held onto the wall of the shower to stop myself from slipping as my knees weakened, the climax taking over my body.
Once I was done, I let the shower wash away all the sweat that had come about during my pleasure, and got out to dry myself off.
It wasn't until I was walking home that I realised this was the first time I had ever thought about someone I actually knew while masturbating. Normally I just watched porn or let my mind empty itself, but today was different. And now I was confused.
Did I like Miss Rose? Sure. Did I want to fuck her? Absolutely. But did I have feelings for the woman? No, definitely not....I hope.