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Chapter Four - A secret wish
It was a week from the apple orchard investigation. They had caught the person, who was stealing the puddings and the other cafeteria hijinks that were plaguing X, then simply moved on to the next case, While Folsom took all of the credit.
It was Friday again, but for Fillmore it was just different. Ingrid had called in sick a day earlier, having one wicked cold that was putting her down for the count. She was still out until probably Monday, which was not what the youth wanted to here. He planned to see her quite a bit over the weekend, but today like yesterday, he not only missed her... but felt lost with out her too.
He was teamed with Kelly Tehama, one of the longest serving patrol members of the squad. This oriental powerhouse in pigtails was smart, sassy and one of the best in CSI work. She was one of the best, and Cornelius always looked at the fact that she worked with them, and was grateful for it.
It was not Ingrid, he had to admit, but he was glad he did not get O'Farrell as a temporary partner. A boy that can get himself stuck in a closet with no lock on it, was not for him, although great for laughs once in a while.
The day had wound down already, and Fillmore finally saw it was home time. He waved at the only one left in the office, which was Kelly, and headed out to head home and eat before checking on Ingrid’s health. Kelly waived back, while writing something down in a hurry.
Cornelius stopped to talk to one of the teachers for a moment, making sure to pick up Ingrid’s homework as she asked for. Even sick, the girl did not want to take a chance at being a little behind in school. Fillmore grinned, as that was one of the things that made him love the girl so much.
Mrs. McRuler, her advanced algebra class teacher handed him a stack of sheets.
“ Tell her to have this done by Monday.” The older lady said. “ It is her request for this work.”
“ I don’t doubt it, Mrs. McRuler.” He said, taking the large volume of work and popping int in to his backpack.
The boy turned then headed down the long corridor, whistling as he made his way to an exit and home.
Just as she started out the main doors, the youth stopped dead. He bowed his head and giggled at himself.
“ Oh, Snap!!” He gasped, seemingly laughing at whatever had popped into his head. “ Forgot my own homework.”
The lad turned around and headed back inside to hurry back to the Safety Patrol office, as he knew it the homework stack was sitting right there on his desk, waiting for him. He ran through the deserted halls, rushing so as to get home at a decent time.
The office was closed up, and the lights off when he arrived back. The lad assumed that Tehama had locked up and gon home after finishing up her work. He snuffed, and took the office key out and let himself in, knowing that he needed the homework to finish for Monday too.
He closed the door quietly and just headed over to his desk, not even turning on the lights. Bt the light that streamed in even with the blinds closed, he could see perfectly.
As he gathered up his stuff, a strange sound came from somewhere in the room. It was subtle in nature and volume, but it was there. The dusty skinned lad looked around the very dimmed room, searching for the origins of whatever he heard.
At the far end of the office, the large storage room door sat open a little. Fillmore noticed a light was on, but no movement in or out could be detected. Curious, the lad crept over, wondering if someone had broken in for some reason, and he was not about to try and get help... that would tip off whoever it was, and the possibility of the person racing off was huge.
The lad peered into the opening of the door, not knowing what he might find inside. He found something alright.
Kelly was laying on the long table inside the storage room. She was naked from the waist down, her cloths in a heap beside the table. The girl had her knees up, legs spread wide and two fingers of her right hand jabbed up inside her pussy. She was pumping them in and out with fury, as she moaned and tossed her head from side to side. Fillmore watched, and felt his cock stiffen as he did.
The girl’s hand was glistening with her juices, as was the light dusting of pubic hair that surrounded her cunny, as she plowed her hand in deeper with every passing second. She had her shirt hiked up, and her other hand was twisting and pinching her nipples on her already very developing tits. With her eyes closed slightly, the girl was totally enthralled with her self manipulations.
The dusty lad knew that he should just turn and walk away, leaving the girl to her own private business, but he found himself frozen to the spot. He could not take his eyes off of the girl, no matter how much he knew that he should. He had instinctively puled his cock out from his zipper, and found himself stroking his own meat, to the beat that the girl was.
The girl seemed to be closing in on a orgasm, as her body was heavily coated with sweat and she was twitching wildly. Fillmore stroked his own cock faster, trying to keep up with the racing girl.
She suddenly spasms went over Kelly, and her cunt seemed to be literally pouring out the juices, as the orgasm shot through her. She opened her mouth, and to words shot out.
“ Oh, Fillmore!!!” She cried out.
The lad froze, as his name was heard. He realized, that she had been fantasizing about him al along as she masturbated. He felt his cock twitch, and get harder, as that realization came out. He stroked his meet harder, feeling the pressure building deep in his balls. He gasped, as he knew it would not be long. He closed his eyes for a second, as the feelings were overwhelming him.
Suddenly, the half naked girl was right there, watching him jerk off. He stopped stroking his member, not knowing what to do or even say, as he was caught literally red handed.
“ Ummm...” He stammered, as his hand held his rigid member still.
Silently, the girl took his free hand and pulled him into the room. He was transfixed, as the girl looked at him with such a look of lust in her face. He did not know what to do, and she kept pulling him into the room, even as he kept a hand on his still very hard shlong.
The girl hopped up on the table and spread her legs as she sat there almost not on the table. She pushed his hand away from his cock, and pulled him closer. He watched as the head of his prick touched the engorges lips of her sex, as she walked him right in between her legs.
The table was just the right height, as she pulled him to her. His cock slipped so very easily deep into her sopping wet cunt, sliding almost fully in with one movement. He felt himself gasp, as her cunt felt so damned good.
“ I am... seeing someone...” He finally said in a gasp, as her cunt wrapped around his member in a sensual hold. He knew this was not right. “ Should we do this...?”
“ With Ingrid... I know your dating...” She said, as she pulled him closer still, as his pubic hair meshed with her’s. “ She does not have to know...I won’t tell...” She whispered.
The lad brought his hands down to cup her very shapely ass, and lifted her off the table a few inches. His cock slid in a little more, and was now fully wedged into the girl. Leaning the girl back a little onto the tabletop, he began to thrust wildly as her puss vibrated all around his thickness. Her cunt was as tight as Ingrid’s, but the excitement of it all was heightening the sensations ten fold.
Kelly began to buck back, slamming her cunt hard to meet Fillmore’s humping. They just sped up as one. Feeling the sensation wash right through them. They slammed their hips together in a wild frenzy, sweat flying with each slap their bodies made. The were i the moment, the only thing was to explode now.
Cornelius gasped, as his cock was now threatening to blow. The girl smirked and looked right at him.
“ I am going to cum too...” She said through gasps “ Let yourself just let it go...”
The lad give one more grunt, and his seed blasted out of him like a rocket. He could feel his seed painting her insides, all the while his orgasm made him continuously pump even harder. Kelly was also in the grip of her climax, slamming his twitching shooting cock into herself with pure rapture. They pumped hard and fast, as they were as one for that moment.
The orgasms of both subsided and ebbed finally, and the lad let the girl collapsed onto the table, then having himself flop on top of her. He could feel her breathing was hard and deep, but the sounds she made told him their was no distress there.
The girl smiled and let out a pleasure filled coo as she let her eyes catch his dark browns.
“ That was better than I ever expected.” She said, looking down at the whit ooze that dripped all around the lad’s cock that was still stuck in her.
Fillmore could say nothing, as he looked at the girl, her perspiration coated face holding a very impish smirk on it. She seemed content, not at all flustered at just what had happened between them.
Suddenly a wave of guilt flowed over Fillmore, as he realized what he had done. He stood up and stuffed his flaccid, pussy juice covered cock back into his dungarees.
“ I have to go...” He stammered, turning on his heels.
“ Thank you...” Said Kelly, her smile filled with satisfaction as she leaned back on one arm onto the table, her legs still spread wide.
The lad quickly snatched up his back pack and homework and run out of the room, leaving the girl to dress and such all alone.
“ What have I done?” He asked himself over and over again.
He hurried out of the nearest exit and ran all the way home. He knew he needed to see Ingrid the next day, to hand over her homework. The question was could he face her, more importantly, could he face himself.
On the way home, he could answer neither one of his thoughts. He knew, he had fucked right up.
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