Chapter 287: Chapter 287

"How long has it been since we were last together?" A female voice whispered seductively. She sounded aggrieved, but her sultry tone suggested that she was merely teasing whoever she was with.

She smiled secretly, realizing her hunch had been right. She’d found him in this particular classroom, and the hardest part of her mission—locating him—was complete. Now, she had him exactly where she wanted, knowing he felt the same. However, she was surprised the little orphan wasn’t with him, as usual.

’It’s just my luck!’ She thought.

"Not long enough," came the reply from the male, who sounded indulging, except that if one paid close attention to him, they would have seen him roll his eyes.

"I thought that you would never pay much attention to me again after you set your eyes on that bitch orphan!" She added making the male chuckle. He was clearly amused by her antics as he knew what she wanted, and he was all for it!

"Being with her is just a pastime," He lowered his voice to a whisper, noting her delight.

"Are you going to make me see your pretty boobs now?"

"Of course, I like sharing, unlike some other people," she purred, slipping one finger in her mouth and licking it suggestively.

"You sure know how to hold a grudge!" he teased, adding,

"Hahahahahahaha...." They laughed as the rustling of clothes ensued. The girl glanced around the third-floor balcony and neighbouring ones to ensure they were alone. Then, she looked up at the slightly taller young man and began unbuttoning her school top.

The school had just ended, yet most students had already left. While this wasn’t their first time doing so, it had been a while since they last did. She felt a gentle tremor pass through her, heightening the thrill of the moment.

The girl loved every bit of their stolen make-out sessions and most importantly, she missed him. Her hands continued their descent as she continued to hold his gaze. The boy sat down and comfortably relaxed, his eyes trailing the exposed skin as if unwrapping a precious gift.

"Why do they take the pains to put so many buttons on a top when we will remove it anyway?" He harrumphed, frustrated and excited at the same time but made no move to help her.

"Why did you leave that orphan today?" She couldn’t help but inquire.

"Samatha? Hump! She is too stupid, but that serves my purpose. I don’t like girls who are too brainy...."

The girl smiled and then shook her head.

"Isn’t that why you are here?" He chuckled,

She took several steps to cover the distance between them and then directly sat on his lap, facing him.

"You’re right, though. Silly her that her stepmother is in the hospital, and she still behaves as if she is on top of the world. She is an idiot!"

The girl adjusted her position on his lap until she was comfortable, staying upright to avoid falling, as he didn’t assist.

"I thought that the Thornston family had just taken in a charity case but, with her adopted father coming here that day himself, tells me that my family can still make use of her. She will be useful in the future, but for now, I need to enjoy the gift being presented."

He added when he realized the girl on his lap was pantless.

"You really are full of surprises! And this is why I like you."

She giggled gleefully as he caught on to that and tried to open her legs wider. He then nuzzled his face in her ample breast that had been freed of the buttons but well pushed up with the bra.

He frowned and lightly bit the swollen mound.

"Why pretend as if you don’t like it when this is turning you on more? Besides, isn’t that why you came into a lower classroom?"

The two were indeed not in their designated classrooms as they were seniors. She grabbed his head and looked dead into his eyes, not denying his words but asking another question entirely, "Who do you think is prettier, me or the orphan?

The boy, the ’hottest’ and the most popular on campus, smirked, "Her stepmother is the prettiest!"

"Fair enough!" She replied, not minding at all as Samantha’s mother had been the talk of the school over the past few days.

"I wouldn’t mind banging that woman myself. Besides, I heard that she is only a few years older than me. Chairman Thronston sure likes them young!"

"Raye! Stop that! She is hot, but you stand no chance with her. Chairman Ian would skin you alive! Besides, what do you have to offer her that the Chairman cannot give?"

"Isn’t that part of why we can only look from afar?" Raye snapped, getting slightly irritated at the retort.

"Raye, you are the naughtiest, but why are you talking so much today?"

In response, Raye slipped his hand down her inviting naked pussy, "Your pussy is the juiciest, though,"

She blushed and then rolled her head back as Raye skillfully fingered her,

"Ra-ye, let’s go to my private locker room. We will not be disturbed there."

"That’s the best idea I’ve heard all day!" Raye added, and they gave her a full French kiss.

He pushed his fingers deep into her so that his palm got plastered on her wet pussy and then removed his hand abruptly.

She bit her lips at the loss of contact as more tremors rushed through her. She arranged her skirt and led Raye from the balcony into the classroom. They took the nearest exit into the hallway, kissing along the way with no care of being seen by any of their teachers. They almost ran to the locker room and then closed the door behind them. It was not hard to imagine what went on afterwards.

Samantha stood rooted in the spot right in the middle of the classroom, but they were so engrossed in themselves that they had not seen her. Samantha was literally frozen as her eyes followed the unbelievable scene.

The girl, Natasha, was also one of the popular girls in school, and she was in her final year. Samantha had no time to think about what Natasha and Raye were doing in her classroom at that time of the day with no one around.

"Raye had said that we should meet for a date this evening, but why is he with Natasha?" Samatha tried to shake the scenes of what they were doing out of her mind. She rubbed her eyes as if that would erase what she had just witnessed.

Trembling, Samatha pocketed her phone and then started walking out of the room in the same direction that Raye and Natasha had disappeared in. She gritted her teeth, ’I must have seen wrong!’

She thought to herself as her memory went back to the few times that Raye had made out with other girls right in front of her to humiliate her, but then, in all those times, they were not dating.

Samatha could not bring herself to accept this. She was only fourteen and no match for Natasha in terms of age, as the other was already two years older than her. Raye was eighteen, the last she heard. Samantha was unsure, though.

She had only taken a few steps when the conversations started playing back in her head, ’I would bang her stepmother.... She’s just an orphan! I have use for her because of the family! Why else would I be with a loser like that?’

Samantha felt dizzy suddenly. She clutched her heart in distress as tears rolled down her cheeks. She did not like her new family, but Raye had just let her in on that open secret that all the students knew of but her. Samantha had wondered what had changed for people to like her at school.

"It turns out that it was because of the very people I hated. The same connections that I detested. Without them, these people would never pay attention to me." Samatha squatted down right in the middle of the hallway and let the tears run freely. She palmed her chest, trying to get off the frustrated, stuffy feeling. At that moment, she was too heartbroken to care that anyone would see her.

In fact, what both Samatha and Natasha did not know was that Raye’s father was the one pushing him to make that connection with Samatha for their family’s business’ sake!

Samantha brought out her phone again and dialled Raye’s number stubbornly, but it went straight to voicemail.

She brushed away her tears with determination and made her way to the entrance of Natasha’s locker room.

"Hey, you have to use protection!"

"Relax, I have one here!"

A brief silence ensued, and then, "Can I go in now?"

"What are you waiting for?"

Samantha’s eyes widened as a few more ambiguous sounds resounded, slightly muffled by the door. It lasted for a few seconds, and then,

"Do you want me to dress you up too? You have what you came for, now fuck off!"

A few steps sounded, and then Samantha looked around frantically. Her classroom was too far off. Spotting an open utility room, she ran inside just as the door opened.

Raye looked around as he adjusted his trousers and zip appropriately. After hearing nothing, he walked off.

Natasha looked at his retreating back angrily as she started to pick up her discarded clothing. Raye was a gentleman till he got what he wanted, then he turned into a jackass.

She fumed and then walked into her personal shower stall. She stayed in there for a few minutes, scrabbing herself clean before she also dressed and stepped out. She quickly dressed and, without drying her hair, ran out after checking the time,

"Shoot! Daddy will kill me!" She whispered and ran out barely five minutes after Raye. However, just as she did, she heard a phone buzzing. She did not mind if anyone had seen what had happened, but she had to ensure it would not get back to her father.

Samantha clamped her hand over her mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that rocked her body and quickly muted her phone.

"Who’s there?" Natasha demanded menacingly.,

"You better come out as I am asking nicely!" Her mood had already soured with Raye; Natasha looked to have found the perfect somebody to be her outlet!

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