I Love Corey chapter 5

I was having the best dream. In it someone was kissing and making love to me. I could feel his tongue and lips against mine. The way his warm breath gently fell on my face sent shivers of pleasure through me. In my dream I reached up and clasped his warm body to me. The dream is getting too intense and I am afraid I am waking up.
When I opened my eyes Corey was in my arms and smiling down at me. This was even better then my dream.
"You fell asleep on me" he grinned.
"You did it first."
"I know, I'm sorry. I just felt so warm and happy and relaxed lying in your arms."
I pretended to be mad while smiling at him. "Don't do it again or I'll have to beat you. You left me with a hard on and no way to relieve myself."
"I'll try to do something about that" he said coyly grinning at me.
He went back to kissing me and rubbing my nipples. It felt sooooo good. In my dream I had gotten hard and I wished he would hurry there but he seemed to ignore what I wanted and did only that which he wanted. It really didn't matter though. My heart was already pounding and I knew he would make me happy and contented before he was through.
As he trailed a string of kisses and gentle nips across my chest I wondered why I was so lucky. Why did he want to be with me? He was slowly working his way down and by now I was on fire. I wanted him to take me in his warm mouth. If the world was to end today, I wanted that pleasure. He stopped. I felt him get up. As I started to follow him he pushed me back down.
"Don't get excited. I'll be right back."
I was already excited. I had thought that was the object.
True to his word he was only gone a few seconds. He picked up where he had left off. I was puzzled. My mind wouldn't work very well. There were too many feelings stirring in my body. God, he set me on fire. My mind seemed suspended in a sea of passion. Suddenly I felt his finger. It slid easily inn. He was inexperienced. He was trying but couldn't quite hit the spot. I gasped out directions. My God, he found it. It had been months since anyone had pleasured me like this. As he rubbed and sucked I could feel myself tense. I could no longer control myself. Pure animal instinct took over. Joy and happiness reigned supreme.
When it was over I felt wonderful. I was relaxed and contented. All was right with the world.
I cuddled Corey in my arms and we shared a long leisurely kiss. Why can't this feeling last forever. As I lay there thinking about what we had shared I fell asleep.
When I awoke, I looked at my watch. Thank God for my bladder. If it wasn't for that I would have been late to school. That would have looked bad. I shook Corey awake and dashed upstairs for the shower. I was about done when he came in and stepped right in with me. He was grinning and when he rubbed against me I almost forgot that I needed to hurry.
"Damn it Corey, were late. If you don't want to give the whole thing away you better quit that." I was hard already. I knew he could stop me in my tracks with one more rub. He looked crestfallen.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize. Are you going to make it on time?"
"Yes, if I skip breakfast."
I hurried out of the shower, brushed my teeth and shaved. As I was putting my clothes on he came back in with some toast.
"You can eat this on the way."
"Thanks, don't forget we've got tonight."
He smiled and I hurried out. I managed to get to school and was only about five minutes later then normal. The rest of the teachers and staff started coming in as I worked on my grade sheet. When Julia got there we talked some more about the counselor program. Finally the meeting started.
We went through the usual parts and when they were done Jerry tuned it into a discussion of what everyone thought the counselor program should be and how to work it. I was surprised at the way everyone seemed to have been thinking about it. Julia and I were kept busy writing down suggestions and answering questions. For the first time in quite a while the bell for first class rang before we had finished.
The rest of the day went on about like normal. There were the usual debates in my classes about math, politics and citizenship. The students thought that when they got me off math and onto something else they were winning, but I knew I was. I had an unfair advantage. I knew what the real goal was. I managed to work some of the math into the other discussions. It seemed to me that they soaked it up better if they could see it in action. I'll have to admit that doing it this way required me to keep revising my lesson plan for the year. It made a lot of extra work, but when you see the reason to learn something it seems to stick better. The hardest part for me was politics. I didn't feel that I should try to make them believe a certain way. That caused me to take the opposite view from my beliefs a lot of times. If they could ever figure out how I voted from those class discussions they were smarter then I was and I shouldn't be teaching them.
It was one of those very hot days you can have in the fall. The East wind was blowing off the mountains and the sun was beating down. By the time football practice came it was over one hundred degrees. We didn't do much and I kept after the kids to drink lots of water. Finally we headed for the showers. Normally I shower after they leave but occasionally with them. I was hot and sticky so just stripped down and joined them. When I finished the shower I started to dress. I had gotten some clean clothes out of the office and as I grabbed a pair of briefs I could hear Marty Logan's voice.
"Coach has got s E X E y shorts."
"What's the matter, jealous?" I asked him.
"My girlfriend would like them."
"Well, why don't you let your girlfriend feel them" I said throwing them towards him. "I doubt that Rosie Palm will get that excited."
By now the rest of the kids were laughing and making smart remarks. For once I seemed to be ahead of him. I knew he would figure out a way to get even though.