This is the first erotica story I’ve written. This is more of an impression of a story, I tend to mix up the tenses and stuck with a very simplistic style of writting to focus on the story and the characters. Hope you enjoy.
Prom night with Mr. Jarret:
It’s summer, near the end of the senior year and we’re at the prom.
To force everyone to go to the grad ceremony the school decided to have promright after.
This meant a huge crowd – I’m not fond of crowds – including parents, a bit unsual for proms…
My parents forced me to stay, I never really made much friends at school, they thought this might a good opportunty.
I didn’t mind too much since Mr. Jarrett was around, and he looked especially handsome today.
I could see sweat falling from his forehead to his forearms.
A bit of a bulge forming from the heat and short skirts in crowd.
I catch eyes with Mr. Jarret. The same look he gave me last semester appears on his a face…
I took a fall at soccer practive last year, and had gotten a nasty gash across my thigh.
Mr. Jarret took me to the school’s infirmary, it was empty, he decided to bandage my leg himself