He knew how Tina was almost there and he cupped her ass cheeks, pushing himself deeper into her.

“Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim,” she screamed out before slumping down onto his chest.

He enveloped her in an embrace and kissed her shoulder. After a while, she opened her eyes and smiled at him. He was still inside of her and she took in a breath when he withdrew.

“This is amazing,” she told her best friend and fuck buddy. He nodded in agreement and kissed her on the lips.

“Relationships are so much trouble,” he said. “This is so much better. We get laid when we want to and because we have no expectations, we remain to be friends.”

Tina laid down next to him, resting her head on his chest. His fingers started playing with her hair. “You looking forward to tomorrow?”

“It’s still a Monday, but well, it isn’t too bad. Bette Porter is in the first class, she’s pretty good. She’s a fast runner with an excellent condition.”

“Bette Porter? I think Helena mentioned her a couple of times. She’s smart as hell or something. Really great essays.”

“Yeah, she’s smart and a good sporter. She’s good looking as well – I mean, not that I want to imply…”

“I get you,” Tina laughed. “So, she must have tons of guys around her?”

“No, actually not. She’s pretty shy. She only has a couple of good friends, I think.”

They talked some more and fell asleep. It was 5 pm by the time they woke up and Tina was feeling like having another round. When she informed her friend of this, he chuckled. “You really are insatiable.”

“I’m a healthy woman with a healthy sex drive,” Tina protested. Her laugh betrayed her, tough.

She relaxed and smiled when she felt Tims mouth taking care of her breasts and she felt herself becoming wetter. By the time he was done with her breasts, she was nearly out of her mind. “Will you fuck me already?”

#

A few weeks later, Tina and Helena were having lunch in the cafetaria when the subject of Bette Porter came up again.

“She’s really so intelligent, it is rare,” Helena said. “I have never known a teenager that expressed her ideas with such a choice of words – reading her latest essay, if I hadn’t known it was hers, I would have sworn it was written by an adult. And what she says… it’s really true.”

“Tim told me she’s a good sporter as well… so how comes she doesn’t have tons of admirers?”

Helena looked around and bowed closer towards Tina. “I already had my suspicions, but this latest work… it’s almost undeniable. I think she’s gay.”

Tina nodded. “Batting for your team, then?” she winked.

“Jesus Christ, Tina!” Helena hissed. “She’s a student!”

“Yeah, well, you’ll have to show me who she is if she’s that brilliant.”

“William says she’s a genius at history as well,” Helena confessed.

“Wow, is there anything she’s not excellent at?”

“Friends, I think. I only see her with Shane McCutcheon and Alice Pieszecki. She really doesn’t talk a lot and she has a low self esteem. She nearly dies standing in front of the classroom. She can’t take a compliment, always dismisses it and turns beet red. Oh – look – there she is!”

Tina turned around to follow Helena’s gaze and saw a beautiful young woman enter the cantine. She had brown curls and a mocha skin. She seemed to have a good figure as well. Bette Porter smiled at something one of her friends said and it was the most dazzling smile Tina had ever seen.

“She is beautiful,” Tina admitted.

Helena nodded. “I know. That and her brilliance, I do wonder where that low image of herself comes from.”

“It is curious. I hope to teach her next year so I can find out.”

“Find what out?” Tim asked, sitting down next to Helena.

“Nothing, Mister Haspel,” Helena winked. “Nothing at all.”

TBC?