Trevor stirred in bed, stretching as he slowly opened his eyes. It was morning; he had fallen asleep while reading.
He rubbed his eyes, relieved that he could at least recall a few things about ancient magic.
That was a good start. Trevor went through his normal morning routine, but then a sudden thought hit him: the dinner his mother had prepared.
He immediately ran back downstairs. The meal was untouched—even his mother's plate was full. He checked her room; she was already sound asleep.
Trevor sighed, realizing he had completely forgotten about dinner. Calming himself, he got dressed and quietly prepared to leave.
He opened his mother's door one last time, perhaps to say goodbye, but she was still deeply asleep. Maybe she hadn't had enough rest, or he was simply too early.
Trevor quickly headed out.
As he was walking to school, he passed a flower shop, and a truly wonderful idea crossed his mind.
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Miss Silvia walked into Brandon High School, her heels clicking on the floor. She was dressed in a leather skirt that hugged her figure, accentuating every curve.
Her white shirt had a few buttons undone due to the hugeness of her breasts.
Although Miss Silvia was incredibly attractive, she was always ranked second by the school perverts, as Mrs Becky always sealed first place.
Miss Silvia stepped into the hallway, absorbing all the eyes that turned to look at her—it was the only attention she was used to, after all.
The thought made Miss Silvia remember the time Mr. Alex had tried to make advances on her, but she had bluntly refused.
This had made Mr. Alex so angry that he had been picking on her at every slight chance he got, and given his status, she always had to suffer for it.
Miss Silvia reached her office and silently began arranging her things when she noticed a bunch of flowers on her desk. Picking them up, she discovered a letter underneath.
She gradually reached for it, opened it, and began to read:
"Hi Miss Silvia,
I just wanted to say I'm really sorry if I made you upset yesterday. It was never my intention to hurt or annoy you in any way. You mean a lot to me, and the last thing I'd ever want is to see you angry because of me. I truly value every part of you, and I hope you can forgive me if I went too far.
You have this way of brightening my day just by being around, and I'd never want to see you angry."
Miss Silvia smiled and instinctively held the letter to her chest.
This might have just brightened her day. She brought the roses to her mouth, smiling softly.
"This is really so nice of him," she said, blushing shyly, her face turning bright red.
*******
Class went by smoothly, and soon it was over.
Trevor stood up from his seat. He had stayed there the entire time, never leaving for the lunch break, as he kept pondering how she would react to the letter.
This was all a strategy to complete his mission, but he truly did mean what he said, and like any normal person, he was still tense.
Just as he was about to step out, he collided with Chloe.
"You kept me waiting," she said, her eyes showing a slight annoyance.
Trevor turned his head, looking slightly confused.
"The group study," she said calmly, her face set in a slight frown.
"Oh, that," a quick realization hit Trevor as he turned to Caroline with a look of apology.
"It's fine. Obviously. Just go for your study stuff, or whatever you call it," Caroline said calmly, turning to leave.
Trevor looked at her sadly. He knew she was a little jealous, but what could he do? He had already agreed to the group study.
"Hello, my dad is waiting," Chloe said, waving her hands in his face.
"Dad…" just before he could complete his statement, Chloe had already rushed out toward the car. All he could do was follow her.
Chloe opened the door and sat at the edge of the seat, turning to the window. Trevor quietly got into the car. He was unsure if Chloe was currently angry or just being arrogant as usual.
"Good evening, Dad," she said casually, looking out the window opposite where Trevor sat.
The atmosphere felt awkward, but Trevor knew he would have to endure it. Yet, as his eyes drifted down toward her body, he felt shivers.
"Yes, honey, I just decided to come get you since I was going to finish earlier than usual today.
The office…" Chloe's dad kept going on and on about his job as a senator and all the political and government-related activities.
Trevor kept stealing glances at Chloe. He knew how tight and short her dresses usually were, but he couldn't imagine how difficult the view of her sitting down with her exposed thigh would make him feel.
Chloe sat down, slightly tilted toward the window, her body arching a little as she leaned on the glass. Trevor couldn't take his eyes off her figure.
Her pink hair made her look very cute, even though he couldn't fully see her face.
Trevor kept glancing at the juicy thighs. He couldn't hold himself; his cock was already bulging out of his trousers.
He could feel it hardening so much it almost began to hurt slightly, but he kept resisting the urge to touch it because, well, he just didn't know the outcome.
Trevor kept resisting, praying for them to reach their destination, but as fate would have it, she turned to glance at him.
Chloe had been carried away the entire time, slightly answering her dad's stories but obviously not interested. Her deep blue eyes landed on Trevor's trousers.
Trevor's eyes widened as he felt a wave of panic wash over him; his already thick cock slightly flattened. "Oh my god, I'm cooked," Trevor thought as he shifted his own gaze to the window.
Chloe's eyes widened as she could clearly remember the scenario: Trevor's exact words, how he had asked for her to suck "daddy's dick"—the taste, the euphoria.
Chloe could already feel the heat enveloping her body. She licked her lips slightly, glancing at her dad in the front. Yes, he was still obviously talking about his delusional political scenarios.
She calmly leaned in toward where Trevor sat and gently slipped her hands into his trousers, slightly unbuckling them.
Trevor turned in shock, his eyes meeting Chloe's needy gaze as she gestured for him to be quiet. She continued working her way through his trousers, unbuttoning and zipping them down.
Trevor was a little speechless. He wanted this, but the risk was immense. What if her dad just decided to turn around? He wanted to stop her, but he just couldn't.
He couldn't bring himself to; her needy eyes sent shock waves through him. She really looked good when she was needy.
Chloe quickly slid his trousers down. Her warm hand kept exciting Trevor.
"Whoa, that's really big," she said, but quickly closed her mouth, realizing her situation.
She had just spoken out loud.
"honey, what did you say?" her dad replied, thinking she was talking to him.
"Y-yes, emm, I—I said the hunters' recruit you were talking about is going to be huge," Chloe said, gulping, her eyes still stationed at Trevor's cock.
Gently, she began moving her hand up and down Trevor's large, hot cock. Trevor looked at her.
Her hands and eyes were already sending shivers through him. The way she moved her hand along his large cock, the way her warm, soft hands caressed it, made Trevor almost lose his mind.
Slowly, Chloe pulled her head close to his dick, kissing it slightly while still moving her hand up and down.
The precum had already begun to form at the tip of his cock.
The real action hadn't even started, but Trevor was already slowly losing his mind.
Chloe calmly began putting the tip of his cock into her mouth, slowly working it as Trevor struggled to keep his calm, his hands clamped over his mouth.