Faith knew the moment she pulled into the driveway, that she was possibly making the biggest mistake of her life. But what else could she do? There was a cry for help. She either would or wouldn’t. In a way, she blamed herself. She let herself get too close… too trusted. If only she maintained her distance… like any good teacher would.
It all started just a few weeks earlier, but really it had been a problem from day one of the school year. She was the new teacher in this small town where everyone knew everyone. Heaven was a student in one of her classes. Just sixteen, quiet and well behaved, Faith took a liking to her immediately. Boys did too, but Heaven seemed to take no interest in them. It was this behavior, plus her good looks that drew Faith to her… an attraction that both excited and disturbed her.
It was the same kind of attraction she felt for her college roommate, Jill. Nothing ever came of it. Jill never knew of the attraction, and besides, she only had an interest in Jesus, like many of the students that went to their religious university. Even so, Faith was proud that nothing had happened, that her beliefs had given her the strength to resist temptation through college and even before. “It’s just a phase. It will pass.” That’s what she kept telling herself. And yet, here she was, now an adult, and still fighting these feelings. How long do phases last?
She thought she was winning the battle, keeping everything professional. In the classroom, it was easy. How could anything possibly happen? And she was right. But then, one of the school bus drivers was injured in an accident at home. Because she already knew how to drive one, Faith volunteered to replace him until he recovered. What she didn’t know, was that Heaven was one of his passengers. At first, it wasn’t a problem, as Heaven got off at a stop with several others. A very rainy day changed that.
It was pouring and Faith offered to take Heaven directly to her home so she wouldn’t get wet. With no one else on the bus, Faith and Heaven just talked one on one, really for the first time. It was mostly Heaven helping her to find her home. Once that was established, Faith offered to drive Heaven directly home every day, to which Heaven gladly accepted. Over time, the two grew closer. Faith really looked forward to these conversations and Heaven seemed to also.
“Keep your distance!” That was something Faith kept telling herself, but it was becoming harder and harder. The conversations were becoming more intimate as the two became more comfortable with each other. Once very quiet, Heaven was now more engaged. She talked more than Faith had ever seen her do at school.
Out of the blue, Faith asked, “So, any boyfriends?” Why did she ask that? Of course, Faith knew. If Heaven had one, maybe the temptation wouldn’t be as strong. Instead, Heather just rolled her eyes and said, “God, no.” Strangely, Faith was both relieved and excited by that answer. Maybe there’s a chance.
“A chance to what?” Faith asked herself. God, she was actually thinking something might happen between them. “Keep your distance. Keep your distance.”
Heather then asked, “Keep your distance from what?”
Faith was in a near panic. “Did I just say that out loud?” After thinking of an excuse, she said, “It’s just a school bus driver thing.”
After that day, Faith was really hoping the other driver would be back to work. Unfortunately, he was still two weeks away. “Just two more weeks, then I’ll be fine.” That’s what Faith thought. How wrong she was.
It was on a Friday. All the other students had gotten off and it was just the two of them. Heaven seemed different. She wasn’t talking and clearly something was troubling her. It took time, but Faith was able to get Heaven to tell her what was wrong.
“Do you want to go to the hospital?” Faith asked.
“No!” Heaven shouted. “Both my parents work there. They’ll find out.”
“What if I talk to the school nurse?” Faith responded.
Heaven shook her head. “She’s my aunt.”
Faith tried thinking of other options when Heaven began to cry. That’s the bad thing about small towns. How can this problem be solved without anyone knowing about it? With Heaven still crying, Faith swallowed hard and said, “I’ll help you. Is there anyone at your house now?” As Heaven shook her head, Faith continued to drive, wondering how this was going to all turn out and the thought of making possibly the worst decision of her life as she turned into Heaven’s driveway.
After entering the house, Faith asked, “Where do you want to do this?”
Heaven thought about it for a while and answered, “The bath… No, let’s go to my room.” Heaven led the way with Faith fighting hard not to look at the perfectly shaped backside covered in skin tight jeans. Once inside, Faith shut the door and said, “You should remove those.”
Heaven turned away and started to unzip her jeans. Faith also turned and found herself staring at a mirror attached to the dresser, and seeing Heaven’s reflection. As hard as she tried not to, she couldn’t help but watch as Heaven peeled her jeans down past her bottom.
“Of course, no underwear,” Faith thought to herself. “Why, God? Why do you tempt me?”
She continued to watch as Heaven finished removing her jeans, before dropping to her knees and placing her torso on her bed.
“Okay, I’m ready,” Heaven said while still facing away.
Faith took a deep breath. “You can do this. You can do this,” she kept thinking to herself while still looking in the mirror. Then she turned and tried walking towards Heaven. Her legs felt like they had lead weights attached as she struggled to move. Somehow, she was able to get to a lamp, and after removing the shade, she kneeled behind Heaven and turned on the switch.
And just like that, she could see everything. Heaven’s perfectly shaped backside was even more perfectly shaped. Her skin was smooth and unblemished. She felt frozen, unable to move, as if she were in a trance, until Heaven snapped her out of it by asking, “When is it going to start?”
“Oh, uh, you’re going to need to spread your legs a little.” Heaven complied as the light illuminated her womanhood in all its’ glory. A perfect line with just a trace of hair on top. Faith just stared, still saying to herself, “You can do this.”
Then, with trembling fingers, she tried to spread the folds to find the opening. This proved to be quite difficult as she couldn’t seem to make her fingers do what she wanted them to do. The shaking fingers also seemed to have an effect on Heather, as she started becoming quite wet. Finally, Faith was able to have enough control and contact to spread the lips, ever so slightly as she tried to look inside.
“I… I can’t see it. I’m going to have to try to insert a finger to see where it’s at.” Just the thought of having to do that caused her fingers to shake even more. She kept missing the mark. Every time she got close, her finger would slip the wrong way. She was just starting to think that it wasn’t going to work when the next time her finger touched the opening, Heaven actually thrusted back towards her and just like that her trembling finger was inside.
In part, because of the shock of it all, Faith froze, wondering what her next move would be, all the while studying Heaven’s reaction. It wasn’t just Faith who was trembling. Heaven was too. She was also gripping the bed spread and curling her toes.
“I’m going to have to go in a little deeper.” Faith pressed her finger forward, ever so slightly, before her fingertip hit something hard. “There it is.” Now, how to get it back out? Faith couldn’t help but wonder why Heaven would stick a hard boiled egg inside herself in the first place. Certainly, there was something sexual about it. The thought of her being in school all day with an egg inside of her and no underwear in skintight jeans was making Faith uncomfortably hot. She needed to get off and just knowing that, gave her an idea of how to help Heaven.
If she could get her to orgasm, maybe the contractions could force the egg back out. After all, she was only trying to help. At least that was what she was telling herself.
“Okay, Heaven, I’m going to try something I think might work. Just breathe deeply and try not to panic… no matter what you’re feeling.”
With her finger still inserted, Faith moved her other hand over Heaven’s mound and started, slowly at first, rubbing her fingers across it, gradually picking up speed. At the same time, she pressed her finger harder inside. She could feel fluid flowing past the base of her finger, down her hand, and past her wrist. Heaven began to moan and thrust her hips so hard, the finger slipped out. In her hurry to put it back in, Faith missed her target and with her finger being so wet and slippery, went into the wrong hole. Heaven’s body tensed up and Faith could feel her finger being squeezed and released, squeezed and released, before Heaven’s body started shaking.
Somewhere in the process, the egg fell out. So wrapped up in watching Heaven’s orgasm was she that she didn’t even notice. She stood up and walked over to the dresser and stared at her reflection in the mirror. How would the events of this afternoon effect her life. The memory of this certainly wasn’t going to go away any time soon. She enjoyed it too much.
And what about Heaven? How would this affect her? She certainly seemed like she enjoyed it. Faith looked at Heaven’s reflection, still in the same position, still trembling and… was she touching herself? She was!
Faith watched as Heaven pleasured herself into another orgasm. So wet was she, Faith went to retrieve a towel and came back to see Heaven still in the same position. Faith was about to hand her the the towel, but then stopped herself, and instead held the towel up between Heather’s legs, and lightly dabbed at it, causing Heaven to flinch, but otherwise, not change her position. Faith dabbed at it again as Heaven lowered her bottom to meet it. Each time Faith would dab, she moved the towel away, forcing Heaven to lower her bottom until Faith’s hand was on the floor with Heaven sitting on top.
Faith began moving the towel in a circular motion, which caused Heaven to press down and grind her hips hard into the towel. She thrusted hard for some time before one final thrust as her body stiffened, followed by a quick shiver. Seeing this was almost too much for Faith. She knew she needed to leave before this turned into a full on sex session. Looking at her watch gave her a convenient excuse. She needed to get the bus back to storage.
As she was leaving and about to get on her bus, she heard Heaven call out to her. She turned and saw Heaven, still naked from the waist down, run out to her. In a panic, Faith looked all around to make sure no one could see. Even though the house was way out in the sticks, cars did drive by every now and then.
“I just wanted to thank you for helping me.” Heaven then gave Faith a hug before turning around to run back to her house. After backing the bus up, Faith looked back at the house and saw Heaven, still outside the front door, wave to her before driving off.
That night and all day Saturday, all Faith could do was relive that afternoon. She got very little sleep. She was exhausted, but at the same time, energized. She didn’t know why she felt this way. Maybe the way the afternoon ended, with Heaven giving her a hug, was the boost of confidence she needed, that everything was going to be alright, even after what they did. Then came the knock on the door.
Faith felt her heart rate rise when she opened the door and saw a female police officer.
“Faith Stewart?” the officer asked. Unable to speak, Faith nodded her head. The officer continued, “I’m here in regards to a student of yours… Heaven Slater. She’s also my niece.”
Faith managed to mumble, “Wh… what about her?”
“We’re really close. I had a very interesting conversation with her… about how she spent this past Friday afternoon… with you.”
Faith began to feel lightheaded. This was not looking good at all.
The officer continued, “On the drive over here, I tried to think of how I was going to approach this. Now that I’m here, I think the best thing to do is to address it directly. To put it simply, I have a problem… a hard boiled egg problem. Are we understanding each other here?”
Faith nodded her head and motioned for the officer to come in. She turned and stared out the window, thinking about what her next move would be, while at the same time, hearing the officer closing the door behind her. She thought about denying that anything had happened. But then, she would be calling Heaven a liar. She couldn’t do that.
Maybe she should just admit what she had done, but then her family and her church would know. She could just say she was going through a phase, but who was she kidding. These thoughts have been going through her head as long as she could remember. Maybe this was her day of reckoning. A time to just admit the truth. A time to finally be free to be who she really was. She made up her mind. She was going to do it. Just turn around and confess.
It was as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She turned to face the officer, only to see her on all fours with her pants around her knees and her backside high in the air.
“It’s been stuck in there since Monday.”