Sons Teacher, My Toy

[Ldy_Sea]

James Thomas, called JT by his friends, was sleeping alone in his bed. This was something that happened all too often these days. His son jumped on top of him bouncing all over the bed. "Wake up daddy, wake up, it's my first day in first grade. Lets go daddy."

JT rolled over and grabbed his son picking him up in the air, and playfully shaking him. "So excited about school today, Jackson?" he said laughing with his son.

"I am daddy, lets go." Jackson said squirming out off his fathers grip and trying to lift the large strong man from his bed.

JT let his son think he was strong enough to pull him up and he threw off the covers and sat up. Jackson lead his father into the kitchen where breakfast stuff was already on the table. His new school bag and lunch box and all the supples they bought were already stacked neatly by the door.

He laughed but it was a sad laugh. Jackson was so much like his mom, Selma, who died just under a year ago during childbirth, taking they're second son, Thomas, with her.

Since then JT focused on his auto repair shop and the motor cycle club he founded with his friend Clay. This was his first foray into the real world since that day.

After finishing breakfast, Jackson gathered up his stuff and loaded it into the sidecar on his dads bike. JT put on his cut and sunglasses and straddled his Harley, and started up the powerful machine. Jackson climbed inteh sidecar and off they roared to the school.

 

[Drewk570]

7:55
Gabrielle looked away from the clock on the wall and glanced at her watch.
7:55
She didn't expect one would be different from the other - just a bit of nerves. She was anxious to get started!
She had worked all summer getting bulletin boards up. Peanuts characters everywhere - Charlie Brown says 'Happiness is reading a good book' and Snoopy says 'School is Cool!'
Other children's book references too - the Cat in the Hat and one very hungry caterpillar that stretched around the room. Gabrielle's favorite was her door decoration. A big construction paper tree with the words

Chicka Chicka Boom Boom Welcome To Our Classroom

at the top in bold bright letters. Below was a large leaf cutout that said 'Ms. Andrews' 1st Grade Class' with the student's names written neatly on a leaf of their own and placed at eye level. Eye level for a first grader anyway.

Gabrielle took a deep breath and glanced around her classroom. All the desks were neatly grouped in fours, laminated name tags taped to each surface, a multi colored rug off in the corner for story time and organized bins along the back wall for the kid's personal stuff - coats and backpacks.

7:56

The anticipation was maddening!

From across the room Christina Aguilera launched into song.

You wanna know how to make me smile
Take control, own me just for the night
And if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it ...

Gabrielle jumped at the sudden sound and laughed at herself almost at once recognizing the ringtone. She crossed the room, her short heels click clacking on the polished hardwood floor and grabbed her phone from the desk as Adam Levine was singing

All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger

New text from Matt: Hey babe! Hope u have a great first day. Luv U
She texted back quickly: I'm ready!! Thanks! Love you too!

I better turn this off, she thought. Would not make a good first impression!

7:57

She dropped her phone into the Kate Spade tote she got from Matt as a gift after getting news that she had gotten the job. It was so incredibly sweet of him. She knew it was an expensive present and right on the heels of their engagement! God only knows how much the ring had cost him. She glanced down at her left hand, where the round cut diamond sparkled brightly, and smiled.

He always had a way of surprising her but the biggest surprise had been right after their college graduation when he took her for a long weekend at the beach. At sunset of the second day he led her out onto a rocky jetty and dropped to one knee.
"I love you, Gabby," he said in a nervous voice barely loud enough to be heard over the wind and waves. "And, I want to marry you." She remembered laughing and crying at the same time as he slipped the ring on her finger. She helped him up and he kissed her lightly.
"Those are happy tears, I hope?" he asked smiling.
She nodded.
"So that's a yes?"
"Yes!! Yes!!" Gabby shouted.

7:58

Down the hall she could hear the sounds of the first few students making their way into the building. The principal, Mr. Adams, would be greeting the kids and their parents at the door and checking his roster to direct them to the correct classrooms.

Gabrielle nervously straightened her skirt and brushed back a strand of brown hair behind her ear.

Within minutes excited first graders and their quizzical parents would be coming through the door.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

JT, and Jackson were one of the first people to arrive. Jackson gathered all his stuff and struggled carring it, but as stubborn as he was, he would never accept an offer of help.

JT lead Jackson to the door of the school and introduced himself to the principal. Mr. Adams scowled at the cut, having lived here his whole life he know exactly who JT was and what he represented. Curtly in told JT "Room 104, Miss Andrews." Mr Adams turned away from JT and greeted the next group of parents.

JT and Jackson walked into the same schoolhouse JT had attended. JT smiled as he saw somethings never changed. He even recognized a few of the teachers.

All too soon they found room 104, and Jackson turned to JT. "You can go daddy. I'm a big boy now."

JT laughed remembering telling his mom something similiar in this very spot years ago. "I need to meet your teacher son, and she needs to meet me."

Jackson looks down in disappointment "okay daddy." and he walks into the classroom. JT followed him in and stopped dead in his tracks. The teacher was simpply the single most attractive woman he had seen since he first met his wife.

Just over 5 foot tall with a pixie face and laughing green eyes, all the curves a woman should have perfectly fitted to her frame. JT knew right away this woman would be his, and soon.

Shaking off his stupor, JT walked over the the small woman. Standing a bit closer than was customary, forcing her to look up at him. "I'm James Thomas, everyone calls me JT. This is my son Jackson. I presume you're Miss Andrews."

 

[Drewk570]

"Ummm … uh, yeah," Gabrielle stammered as she took in the large man standing in front of her. She was used to being a tad bit shorter than the average guy but he seemed a bit taller than the average guy. 6 foot 2? 6 foot 4? She couldn't say for sure and it really didn't matter - it wasn't just his height that surprised her. He was handsome in an understated sort of way. Some would say he had 'rugged good looks' which along with his thick shoulders and lean muscular arms caused Gabrielle to pause before she could find her voice again.

"I mean, yes. I am Miss Andrews," she held out her hand. JT took her hand in his and simply held it rather than an actual handshake. She started to speak again, "I …uh." Then her eyes met his and she froze again. His eyes were a warm and welcoming shade of brown like an old teddy bear - just one oversized bad ass teddy bear. She blushed and pulled her hand away.

"And you are Jackson?"
He nodded quietly
"I absolutely love your name!" Gabrielle said as she knelt down to be face to face with her student. "You are such a cutie! And we are going to have a great year. You ready to get started?"
Jackson nodded his head again.
"Awesome, kiddo. Let me show you where you'll be sitting and where you can unpack your backpack, ok?"
Another nod.

Gabrielle stood and turned back to JT. "It was very nice to meet you," she said with a giddy smile that she tried to conceal by pointing to a small table by the door. "Don't forget to grab a calendar. It has the lunch menu for the kids as well as any school activities for this month, like back-to-school night."

"Thank you," JT said in a deep soft voice which sent small tingles of excitement through her body. "And my contact info on the back." She looked into his brown eyes,"In case you need to get a hold of me … for anything … about school … or anything …"
He smiled and thanked her again before turning to leave.

Gabrielle watched JT walk towards the door, momentarily transfixed until little shuffling feet next to her got her attention. She turned back to Jackson, laying a hand lightly on his shoulder and guiding him to his seat.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

JT headed to the door, and kept looking over his shoulder. His eyes weren't on Jackson but a bit further Southwest looking at the perfectly sculpted ass guiding his son to his desk.

He grabbed a calendar on the way out and stuffed it in his pocket. As he walked back down the hall, he saw other parents dropping off their children. MOst were familiar to him. Many were friendly a few weren't. He was used to the treatment by the lemmings as he called them. But this teacher... Andrews.

He climbed on his bike and saw Jackson looking out the window at him. Giving his son a double thumbs up, he started it up and roared off. At home he parked the sidecar and climbed on his custom 1977 XLCR Cafe Racer. He roared off to his garage.

When he arrived he called Gin, rhe clubs security officer into his office. "Get all the intel you can on Miss Andrews at Winsome Elementary, new first grade teacher."

Gin nodded his head and went to get the info his "P" wanted. JT went into the shop and noded at his employees as he began to finish rebuilding the transmission on the police chiefs personal car.

After several grueling hours in the hot shop JT realized it was time to get Jackson from school. As he was leaving, Gin handed him a sheet with some information on Miss Andrews. Gabrielle was 22, recently engaged to her college boyfriend, graduated cum laude from Corrnell, born and raised in the neighboring county, owes 250K in student loans, no arrests, good credit, .

"Is that good enough JT or do you need more." Jin asked.

JT was shocked at the wave of disappointment that ran through him when he found out she was engaged. "Not that's good for now Gin. Thanks. He crumpled teh paper and tossed it as he climbed onto his bike to go get Jackson.

When Jackson came out of school JT scooped him up and asked "How was your day little man"

"Okay I guess." Jackson said.

"SOmething you want to tell me about?" JT asked noting his son was nowhere near his usual self.

"No one would paly with me daddy. They all said their parents told them not to be friend swith me because you're a criminal. Are you a criminal daddy?" Jackson looked up at his father, the man he had idolized his whole life, with tears in his eyes.

JT's heart shattered. He pulled Jackson close to him and held him. "First of all, whatever I am, I will always be your father and love you more than anyone or anything. Second, some people don't like what I do. But what I do is keep my friends, and family safe. They may not like how I do that, but it helps the whole town."

"Isn't that what we have police for. daddy? Don't they keep us safe?"

"Real men don't go snitching to the police. Real men handle their own business. And sometimes the police can't or won't help people. SO it falls to us to do things the police can't. Think about this, Robin Hood was called a criminal, but what he was doing was helping people who weren't able to protect themselves from the really bad men. That's what I do."

Seeing Mrs. Andrews walking past him, "Wait right here on my bike. I'm gonna go talk to Mrs. Andrews" he pointed to the young woman.

Walking quickly he caught up to her. Grabbing her arm firmly he dragged her to away from the few remaining parents and students to have a private chat with her.

 

[Drewk570]

"Whoa," Gabrielle shouted as she turned to see who had grabbed her. "Oh, Mr. Thomas. My God, you scared me! Way to give a girl a heart attack," she said half joking half annoyed. "I nearly dropped all my stuff," she continued in a chastising tone.

Almost immediately she registered JT's stern expression and she went from being irritated to being concerned. "Is everything ok? Is Jackson ok?Did he miss his buss? Wait, he doesn't take the bus, right? I'm sorry, it's been a long day! What is it, JT?" She fired question after question without a breath. Her voice climbing with worry.

JT raised his hands and softened his expression in an effort to calm the nearly hysterical teacher.

Gabrielle took a breath and shook her head. "I'm sorry it really has been a long day." She paused. "How can I help you Mr. Thomas?"

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"Those brats in your class won't play with my son. He was told by more than one child that they were forbidden to play with him because i'm a criiminal. How are we going to fix this?" His hand still held her firmly almost to the point of pain, and his eyes were glaring at her.

"Do you know how it feels to have your six year old son say to you "Are you a criminal daddy? Of course you don't you're still a baby yourself. Probably haven't even gotten to pueberty yet. Well let me tell you something Miss Andrews", his voice was drippping with venom, "It fucking hurts. My heart shriveled up and died when I heard those words come out of Jackson."

His grip relaxed and fell off her arm. "He was so excited about school we did our school shopping in May. He had everything he needed packed up and ready to go all by himself three weeks ago. He was awake at 4am this morning making sure he didn't forget anything. Now he doesn't want to ever come back."

 

[Drewk570]

"I … I didn't know," Gabrielle said sadly. "I will do everything I can to include Jackson and give him a chance to shine in the class. Also, I'll reach out to the guidance counselor, Mrs. Kline, and see what she might recommend."

Gabrielle, looked up at JT. Despite his obvious state of rage she once again was finding herself lost in his alluring brown eyes. His face, tense with anger, didn't mask the inner tenderness that she felt was him at the core. She knew that his misplaced anger was coming from his heart, his love for his son, and in an odd way she found it endearing. Passionate.

"I will do everything I can to help Jackson," Gabrielle said as assertively as she could although she felt sad and unsure of herself. She reminded herself that this was why she wanted to be a teacher - to help kids. Not just to instruct but to lead and inspire. She just didn't imagine that on her first day of teaching that she'd have to inspire a student to come back for day two.

"I'm on your side. Or, well, on Jackson's side. Just please work with me, don't attack me. And don't insult me either. That won't get us anywhere!"

 

[Ldy_Sea]

JT took a deep breath, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Mrs. Kline? That old biddy is still alive. She was the guidance counselor when I went to school here. SHit she was old back then. She has to be ancient now."

He looked over and saw Jackson sitting on his bike, pretending to ride it the faint sound of varooom reached his ears. "I'm not worried about in class. He can hold his own academically. I'm worried about what happens on the playground. I had a bad experience in 1st grade, and hated school to this day. I don't want that for Jackson."

He turns to go back to his son. After taking a few steps, he turns around and walks up to her. He opens his mouth to say something, and without warning he grabs her and pulls he rto him and forcefully kisses her, driving his tongue into her mouth.

 

[Drewk570]

It was awkward at first. She wasn't expecting it. In fact, when he turned around and came back towards her she shuffled her feet backwards afraid he might still be angry. Would he strike her? She didn't think so. He didn't seem abusive but she didn't really know him and hadn't he said 'criminal'? Why would someone think he was criminal?

Before she knew it his face was close to hers and she was expecting him to say something quietly. She thought he might whisper something to her so she leaned her face towards his.

He didn't speak at all though instead she felt his strong hands wrap around her biceps like the talons of a hawk seizing it's prey. He had such an incredibly firm grip Gabrielle knew that trying to pull away from him was useless. All the same she bent her arms at her elbows and tried jerking back. Instead he pulled her towards him with incredible ease and before she could say anything in protest he kissed her.

Gabrielle twisted and contorted her body at first but he held her firm. She wasn't sure how long he held his lips to hers - couldn't have been more than just a mere couple of seconds. And in that moment she went through a range of emotions from shock to disgust and finally to pleasure. She found she liked the way he tasted on her tongue.

The reality of the situation rushed back to her and finally she pushed away from JT.

She stared at him. "Whaa ..?" she stammered. "I'm married," Gabrielle spit out indignantly. "Almost married…" she corrected herself quietly. "What do you think you're doing?"

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"Almost don't mean shit, unless it's a nuke. As for that other matter we discussed. I don't want anything like that to happen again." He gave her a meaningful look as he backed toward his bike, and climbed on. He got on and rode it out of her sight but she could still hear it for a long time.

 

[Drewk570]

A misty rain started falling as Gabrielle ran. Occasional gusts of cold wind chased her down the sidewalk; autumn's first breath. Her bare arms and legs were bright red from the chill. She was dressed in shorts and a short sleeve tech V neck tee-shirt - an outfit more suitable for a summer run. Still, she ran on - the changing weather not penetrating her conscious thoughts.

Instead, the events of the day rattled around in her head - the thrill of meeting her first ever students and their parents, spending the day working with the kids - reading them stories and getting them settled into their new environment and meeting new staff members. All typical sort of stuff. What was unusual and the thing she replayed over and over in her mind was her encounter with JT.

She was, of course, sad about Jackson. And she had every intention, as she promised, to look after him and intervene on his behalf. She would, as she also promised, talk to the guidance counselor, Mrs. Kline, an older woman well past retirement age, but who seemed genuine about helping kids when she could just as easily be counting down the days to her pension.

Gabrielle thought of the rage on JT's face when he spoke Jackson's words to her. "Are you a criminal daddy?" JT's complexion quickly went red as he spat those words, his anger rising. She thought with some humor that he looked like menacing tomato.

Why would the other kids say that, Gabrielle wondered. Was JT a criminal? What could he have done? Obviously he had gone to that school and was known there. She was sure she could find a gossipy co worker to give her some background on JT on a visit to the teacher's room at lunch. That would be a priority this week.

And maybe the strangest event of the day had been the kiss. She wanted to be repulsed and angry. She wanted to feel taken advantage of and harassed. But instead the emotion that kept surfacing was … lust?

She actually liked feeling him pressed up against her and how his tongue tasted in her mouth. She knew it was wrong, for many reasons, but it was there.

As the thought of JT's strong presence warmed her body a familiar tone came wafting out the speakers of her phone. Gabrielle stopped mid-run and for the first time started to realize the changing weather conditions. She pulled her phone from her arm band and checked the text.

New text from Matt: thinking of U! hope U had a good day! wine and dinner tonight?
Gabby smiled but a night home alone she thought would suit her better.
She texted back: hey sweetie! good day but sooooo tired. just going to bed early. let's plan on a fun weekend.
Text from Matt: ok understand! miss you!!!!
Text from Gabby: thanks, sweetie! love U!!!
She added a smiley face icon to emphasize that everything was good, that she loved him, only him and could never imagine being with anyone else. That little yellow smiley face guy she hoped would say all of that and help erase the guilty feelings.

The cold had settled on her now that she wasn't moving and her thoughts were back in the present. She replaced the phone in her arm band and looked around. She was new to this neighborhood so not much looked familiar. A block away was a little local convenience store and with the rain intensifying she thought it would make a good place to warm up for a few minutes.

Inside a teenage cashier said hello. She smiled politely but was starting to feel miserable. Her hair was matted with rain and her hands were practically numb.
"Nasty out," said the cashier. His name tag said Peter.
"Yup," Gabby agreed.
Peter looked like he wanted to say 'why the hell are you out here?' but instead he said "'S'pose to be nicer by the weekend."
"I hope so," Gabby said more to herself than to Peter. "To early in the year for this shit."

Gabby went to grab a bottled water but decided that something warm might be better so fixed herself a cup of tea with a half packet of honey. Between bottles of motor oil and antifreeze she also found a small rack of winter accessories. One pair of extra large yellow mittens and a men's black knit hat with the Harley Davidson logo sewn on the front. She thought of JT roaring off on his large motorcycle earlier that day.

Another jolt of excitement rushed through her. She had never been on a motorcycle before. It seemed so dangerous yet enticing at the same time. What am I doing to myself she thought. Can't do this.

She brought her items to Peter.
"That all for ya?"
"Mmm Hmmm."
She noticed that his eyes were resting on her chest as she fumbled to extract the twenty dollar bill she kept folded in the same arm band as her phone. You must be pretty hard up, Pete, buddy, she thought. Her breasts were not her best feature. They were perfectly shaped she always thought but very small, no bigger than a computer mouse. It had it's advantages - bras weren't always a necessity which was nice.

Obviously Pete didn't seem to mind small breasts. She self consciously looked down. Her shirt, still soaked, was sticking to her like an extra layer of skin and even though she was wearing a sports bra her nipples were firm and obvious through her wet clothes.

She tossed the twenty on the counter and Pete snatched it up seemingly disappointed that he had something else to do beside stare at her tits. He slowly made change in an apparent attempt to keep Gabby in the store as long as possible. "Have a great day," he said with a creepy smile as he dropped the money in Gabby's hand.

Without saying a word she headed back outside. The rain was still falling and she paused under the awning of the store to finnish her tea and put on her ridiculous winter purchases before heading home.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

THe roar of several bikes cut through the rain, and pulled up in front of the store. All but one pulled up to the gas pump. The one that didn't was disfigured. He walked funny and his face was more scar than skin. He looked at the woman and gave her a little smile which made him even more menacing.

As he walked in the store she noticed that on the back of the leather vest he wore, there was a patch of the planet Earth being attacked from underneath by something from a comic book. Above this image there was a curved patch saying
Rogues of the Underworld

and underneath the image, another curved patch saying
Wayne County

All the other guys on bikes were wearing leather vests with the same back patch.

One of the figures looks at Gabrielle, and walks over. She realizes it's JT. "It's a bit cool to be dressed like that, can I give you a lift?"

 

[Drewk570]

Gabrielle looked down at her oversized mittens, dripping wet clothes and soggy running shoes and shook her head. Perfect timing she thought with a hint of sarcasm. Yet despite her appearance she couldn't deny that there was a part of her that was thrilled to see JT.

"Uh, Mr. Thomas!" she said with a giddy smile. "Yeah, it's a little nasty tonight. Guess it sort of snuck up on me." She paused and looked over the bike - so powerful and intimidating - a truly beautiful machine. The thought of climbing on behind him gave her butterflies.

"Not a good night to be riding around on one of these either, is it?" she asked as she moved closer the Harley.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"Only bad rides the one you didn't take. May be a shitty night, but beats walking. Besides my boys were about to head on up the road to check on one of our investments. I was gonna head home to put Jackson to bed. So I can drop you off no problem. It's on the way." HE climbed onto his bike and held out a helmet to her.

 

[Drewk570]

She pulled off the knit Harley winter cap and clumsily fastened the helmut under her chin.

"I'm sure I look ridiculous!" she exclaimed with a short nervous laugh. "You know, this is my first time on one of these. And I mean first time ... ever." JT didn't look all that surprised.

She threw her leg over the seat and settled in behind him. Even though his leather vest was slick with rain he felt warm. Gabby wrapped her arms around JT's waist and tucked her head down behind his back. "You might need to give me instructions here - don't want to hold too tight, or cause us crash."

He nodded as though he planned on giving her some basic riding tips.

"I live down on River Road," she continued. "Honestly It's a new place and I'm not all that familiar with this neighborhood so not sure the best way to tell how to get there." It dawned on her as she was explaining landmarks closest to her apartment building that JT had said 'it was on the way' as if he knew exactly where she lived.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

He started the bike, "You look fine. Just don't shift your weight suddenly. It's like riding a bike." The pulled out of the parking lot, and drove through the empty suburban streets, slowing down as he passed a green house. "That's my place", he said pointing. He roared past his house and drove two blocks up the street, and made a left. "I believe that's your house up there right?" He said pointing to the building she had just moved into."

Stopping in front of it he waited for her to climb off. As she did he took hold of her wrist and kissed her again.

 

[Drewk570]

She was almost expecting this time, if not hoping for it. She kissed back but only for a second. "Look, I can't do this out here. Not in front of anybody who might come by. Maybe we should go inside and talk about this."

 

[Ldy_Sea]

He nods and lets go of her. Parking his bike across from her house, he floolws her out of the rain. Looking around he nods in approval. "Nice place you got." as he wraps his arms around her and leaned in to kiss her.

 

[Drewk570]

Gabrielle was gearing up to let him down as easy as she could. She was intending to say that she was very flattered but that she was spoken for. Or, some other worn-out cliche that people use when they are trying to avoid an awkward date invitation. Only this wasn’t exactly an invitation. Or a date. In fact, she wasn’t sure what this was but as JT’s muscled arms wrapped around her waist and he pulled her to him one word came to mind: desire.

In that instant all of her objections disappeared. In that instant there wasn’t anything she wanted more. She raised her lips to meet his and they kissed.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

As they kiss, JT picks up the lil bit of a woman in his arms and carries her to the couch, all without breaking the kiss. He sits down so that she ends up on his lap. His hand slides up from her waist to cup her breast over her bulky and wet clothes.

As their lips parted, he said "Get out of those wet clothes, or you'll get sick." While holding her on his lap so she couldn't get up.

 

[Drewk570]

Gabrielle eased back so that her ass rested on JT’s knees. She crossed her arms in front of her and grabbed the bottom edges of her running shirt. Her shirt was still wet and stubbornly clung to her as she wiggled and pulled it up over her head. JT looked amused at her struggles but didn’t say a word or offer to help. She dropped the shirt on to the hardwood floor and it made a dull splat.

She was dreading trying to remove her sports bra with an audience. It wasn’t a graceful procedure even in the best of circumstances let alone trying to be sexy and not look ridiculous. Gabrielle pulled the band of the bra up over her breasts slowly and inched the tight fitting garment past her shoulders and finally over her head. JT continued watching. He had a faint smile on his lips and in the corner of his eyes but still he remained silent.

With her top off and her skin damp, cold goose bumps started growing on her arms.

She could feel her pale cheeks turn red as JT’s eyes followed the curves of her body. For the second time that day she became self conscious of her smallish breasts and she crossed her arms across her chest and twisted slightly away from JT.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

Looking deep into her eyes, his hands gently grasped her wrists and pulled her arms away from her sexy, natural, breasts. "Anything more than a mouthful is a waste" he says ducking down and sucking as much of her pert tit into his mouth as he could.