15 Quince

Dakota's eyes slowly opened to the bright rays of sunlight coming in from the window. She stretched and sat up. She was slightly disoriented and the fact she didn't recognize her room made her a bit dizzy. Then she remembered. She had stayed at Oliver's house last night. She tossed the comforter she was wrapped up in over to the side and hopped from the bed in a hurry.

She looked at her phone to check the time. Not only did she sleep longer than intended she also had a couple missed calls from her sister. She ran down the stairs and towards the kitchen to be greeted by Oliver. He was busy making what looked like breakfast when he saw her enter and head to the laundry room.

"I was going to wake you once I was done here. Looks like there isn't a need now. I made you breakfast." Oliver called in after her.

Dakota took off the shirt she slept in and threw her dress over her shoulders. She didn't have time to fiddle with a bra, she had to get home and get herself ready for class. She returned to the kitchen pulling her dressed down over the briefs she was wearing.

"Regrettably, there is simply no time. You must get me home quickly, I must shower and dress all before I am to be at the schoolhouse. I am to be there well before you students."

"Oh, its no problem shall we go?"

"Yes." Dakota placed her bra on top of the shirt Oliver gave her then placed her heels on top of that before taking them all in her arms.

"Um..." Oliver rubbed his hair. "You plan on taking my shirt?"

"Oh? Well, Master has a pair of my panties to keep and cherish. I wanted something that reminds me of your presence. Please allow this selfish slave this indulgence." She clutched it closer and inhaled.

Oliver blushed. She remembered that. Not that he could argue about wanting something that instantly brings someone's presence when they weren't there. After all her panties still held her scent. He slapped himself in his head. Was he becoming a pervert?

Oliver parked his car in front of Dakota's building. He kept it running while she ran it. She had to shower, get dress, and grab a few things for today's lesson. She unlocked her door and went inside. She didn't expect to see three bodies strung about. Elaine was laid across the couch. Alec was sitting on the floor with his back against it. And Nicholas...Nicholas was against the far wall of the living room. All three were snoring.

Dakota noticed a couple of bottles of liquor laying around. A bottle of coconut 1800, what looked like Patron, and Silver Jose Cuervo. An empty jug of pineapple juice was sitting on the table.

Dakota shook her head. What had they done to her apartment? Before that, how did they even get here? It didn't matter she would deal with that later. She quietly maneuvered around everyone trying not to wake them. She quickly tossed Oliver's shirt on her dresser and her heels in the corner of her room then headed into the bathroom.

She quickly showered and dried herself. She fastened her garter belt to her nylon stockings then slipped on a navy skirt. She walked out of the room heading to the front door while buttoning her white blouse.

"To only be getting in just now..." Dakota casually looked behind her to see Elaine struggling to balance herself into a sitting position. "...where have you been?"

Dakota motioned to the bottles. "You lot seem to have enjoyed yourselves at someone else home of your own accord."

"I tried to call you to join us. You didn't pick up." Elaine rubbed her temples. "Though it looks like you had a much better night. With who I wonder?"

Dakota deflected again. "Tell me, how is it you were able to get in my apartment?"

"Oh, that? Nick said you gave him a key."

"I assure you, I did no such thing."

"He had one."

Dakota looked over her set off keys and sure enough, the key she had made to eventually give to Oliver was missing. She hadn't noticed it wasn't there but it was obvious Nick had stolen it at some point. "I see."

"I'd like to meet this mystery man of yours soon Dakota. I'm interested in what kind of man can actually manage you."

Dakota thought about telling her she had already met him but thankfully knew better. "I must be on my way."

"Oh wait is he still outside?" She began to rise.

Dakota didn't know wether or not she would recognize Oliver's car or not but didn't want to risk it. "You are hardly in a state to be moving so suddenly. I assume the hangover is great if it were just the three of you who consumed so much alcohol."

Elaine slowly laid back down. "Yeah. Everything is bright and loud. My head can't take it."

She could probably use a couple of bottles of water. She had bought a case yesterday, too bad she left everything at Oliver's place. She smiled now she had an excuse to go back. Dakota opened the door and left. Nicholas' head slowly rose when the door shut closed, having been already awake.

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Elisebeth sat on the grass in the out of bounds area of the football field as the rest of her class were playing their modified version of Futbol. It was a weird cross of ultimate frisbee and soccer. It was a stupid game that Alison and Ricardo came up with. Unfortunately, she shared this particular class with those two plus Jacquelyn. It wasn't so bad. On most occasions, she was able to avoid interacting with either of them by not participating.

She scrolled through Instagram on her phone and then Facebook. A post by Oliver complaining about having to make his own breakfast this morning popped up. It seemed his parents were out of town for a few days. It could be an opportunity presenting itself.

She thought back to the last she saw Nicholas. She had told him about her kiss with Oliver and she needed a way to nudge him just a bit more and quickly before that damn teacher sunk her fangs any further into him. It was then that Nicholas gave her a small bag with a pink and purple pill.

"Crush it and sprinkle a little of this in his food or drink and you instantly have his immediate attention." He had said to her. She had frowned at him at that time. "Think of it as a love potion. It isn't poison."

It was no love potion, she was almost positive she recognized it. She was intimately familiar with it cause that drug had been used on her to take her virginity. It was more like ecstasy on crack that completely dissolved in a few seconds. When it was given to her she shamefully lost all self-respect in minutes and allowed Khan to do everything he wanted to her -practically forcing him to. Even though it was her first time she felt like a sex-crazed lunatic. She hated herself for that day even now. Still, she had taken the baggie from Nicholas.

"Watch out!!" A voice called out.

Elisebeth looked up to see who it came from and was shook to her core when a soccer ball collided with her face. She fell over like a sack of bricks. Her hand covered her face while she rolled side to side on her back.

Alison and Ricardo went to go check on her while Jacquelyn only came to laugh. Ricardo helped her to her feet. "Yo you good Elise?"

Still covering her face, Elise answered. "NO!"

Ricardo shook his head at Jacquelyn. "Now you know you could have caught that Jacqi."

"I tried." Jacquelyn looked to the side obviously lying.

"Let me see." Alison pried Elisebeth's hand from her face and inspected her nose. "Yup, it's leaking. I need to get you to the infirmary. Let's go."

Somehow all four of them ended up in the infirmary, with Alison leading the charge. outside the school nurse, Dakota was already there. She was getting some cold medicine for a growing sore throat. As romantic as it sounds it just isn't smart to be making out in the rain. Though as great as it was, it was certainly worth it.

"Oh Miss E?"

"Hm? Miss Crestmere?" Dakota looked from Alison to Elisebeth who was holding a bloody paper towel to her nose. "Oh my, what has happened?"

"She didn't duck." Jacquelyn shrugged.

The nurse, RN Shareese Hardin, ushered them to the back of the room. "Let me take care of this then I'll get you that medicine." Dakota simply nodded.

Elisebeth sat on the bed allowing the nurse to examine it. "It feels broken."

"Good news it isn't broken. There will be some swelling and it'll probably be sore to the touch for a day or two. The bleeding has already stopped."

"See you were just being a baby." Jacquelyn poked fun.

"Shut up Jacqi!" Elisebeth lashed out.

"Girl bye, you acting like a lil girl. Can't keep a man that way."

"I see what you trying to do Jacqi and your play is beneath me."

"Too bad Oliver isn't huh? He might be getting beneath Gyll."

Dakota wasn't really interested in the conversation they were having but her ears did perk up when she heard Oliver's name. She shifted her eyes ever so slightly.

"You are dreaming you honestly think Gyll has a chance."

"Gyll is a much better match for Oliver than you, and they are getting closer all the time. Remember he is coming to our house this weekend. He's going to meet our parents and everything. Could be something, who knows. You be the judge."

The group turned to face Dakota who caused a commotion almost falling from the stool she was sitting at. Elise almost forgot she was there. She smiled seeing another opportunity. "Good for Gyll. It still means nothing. She is free to be a temporary place holder for me. Nothing compares to your first true love."

"Yeah, you're delusional. Gyll is so mature and nurturing, unlike a certain girl I know."

"Yeah Like an old maid. She can have all the nurturing maturity she wants if she thinks a guy his age wants some middle-aged woman around she is the delusional one. Well, I supposed the advantage is she isn't one. It would be sad if she had to prey on high schoolers at that age. She'd definitely have failed as a woman."

Dakota abruptly rose from the stool drawing all eyes on her again. She was visibly upset by what was just said and that's exactly what Elisebeth wanted. Her shots were a direct hit to her target.

"I shall return a bit later, Shareese" Dakota said walking to the door.

"It'll only take a few more moments." She responded.

"It is fine. I only need a bit of air." And then she was gone.

That went perfect for Elisebeth. She actually got under the Wicked Witch's skin. The rest of the school day didn't matter at that point, and soon the final bell had rung. Even though she had claimed a small victory against Dakota she was still ahead in the war. She had to adjust her strategy if she was to gain ground.

It's decided. She was going to ride the bus to Oliver's house and try to score a victory there as well. When she got off the bus and knocked on his door no one answered. She knocked again. Still no answer. Then she remembered today Oliver would be training at his gym. She dropped her head on the door.

She called several different people in an attempt to secure a way home since Oliver's place was a ways from the school and even further from her house. Not a single soul was available. She sighed contented to just wait for Oliver to arrive slumping down on the steps. No sooner had she done that Oliver pulled in. She thanked God for his favor.

Oliver opened the front door allowing Elisebeth access to the inside. He closed the door locking it. "Lisa!?" he called out.

"I don't think anyone else is here outside the two of us." Elisebeth walked into the kitchen with Oliver on her tail.

"Guess she already left for the sleepover." Oliver then paused. "You still haven't told me why you are here."

She turned around and faced Oliver. "I honestly don't know Oliver. I mean what am I doing? It's not a stretch to say I'm a bit lost." She smiled shyly. It reminded Oliver of the way she used to smile.

Oliver sat in one of the stools at the island. "You have a lot weighing you down. I am still here for you Elise."

She continued to smile at him. "Thanks, Ollie. Even after everything you remain such a genuine person. You care."

Oliver broke eye contact. "Of course I do. It's not like my feeling magically disappeared. If it did, I'd have never been hurt in the first place. They will always be with me and it will always hurt to a degree when I think back on it."

The hurt in his eyes made Elisebeth feel grimy like she was covered in muck. "I know I'll never be able to say this enough to make it right but I am so sorry Ollie. I wish I could take that hurt away but I can't change what has happened. I don't want you to continue to hate me."

"I don't. Hate you that is. I can tell the regret and remorse is real. You don't have to apologize anymore."

She smiled again. "Thank you."

They share a few seconds of silence until a growling sound broke the peace. Oliver raised an eyebrow at Elisebeth who chuckled and looked away embarrassed. She skipped lunch and it was coming back to bite her.

Oliver laughed loud making Elisebeth frowned still visibly embarrassed. "Lisa made curry last night there was plenty left if you wanted some."

"Sure."

Oliver placed a freshly microwaved plate of curry in front of Elisebeth handing her a spoon. "Hope you enjoy."

"Wait, Oliver. You aren't going to have any?"

Oliver made in X with his arms. "I enjoy some heat in my food but that stuff is off the charts. Don't know how Lisa and Dako-" Oliver coughed trying to catch himself from slipping. "...Don't know how Lisa was able to eat this like it was nothing."

Elisebeth took a spoonful of the curry and tasted it. She blinked several times. "Yeah, it is spicy but it does have a really good flavor. I actually like it." She continued to eat.

"You guys aren't normal, are you? I'll be fine with fruit and water." He had peeled a banana and had started cutting it up on a cutting board. He did the same to an apple and strawberries dumping everything into a bowl of grapes. He topped it off with a light drizzle of caramel. He dug his fork in and took a bite. This would serve as dinner for him tonight.

"Oooh, that looks good too." Elisebeth took his fork and had a bite herself. "It is good and it's cooling my mouth down from the curry."

"I'll get you some water then." Oliver did a round trip to the fridge returning with two bottles of water.

Elisebeth took the one he handed to her and popped it open taking a few drags from its contents. "Thank you."

Oliver did the same to his bottle. "It's no problem really. Simple guest work."

"I hear you have a date with Gyll this weekend." Elisebeth set her bottle to the side and shoveled another spoonful of curry into her mouth.

Oliver nearly choked on a grape causing him to struggle to reply. "What?"

"I know I know, not my business. It does suck that you two are getting so close. Really sucks to watch."

"Truthfully, I'm not sure what's happening there."

"Do you like her? Do you like her more than me?"

"That's not something I could say for certain."

"Is there someone you do like more?"

Oliver took up his water trying to buy himself some time to think. Not like he could just come out and say their teacher. "I'm open to the idea."

Elisebeth felt the sting of those words. He was probably thinking of Dakota at that moment but he couldn't say anything. She took some swallows from her bottle. "What if you grew to like me more?"

"Um..."

She looked him into the eyes unwavering. "What if I told you I'd be your slave?"

Oliver's eyes widened. They were deadbolted to hers and vice versa. Then his phone buzzed. He turned from the island to grab it off the counter, typed a few things in and set it back down before turning back and having a seat. In that time his back was turned Elisebeth decided to add something extra in his bottle.

He stared at her. Her eyes were still waiting for a reply. It was time to shift gears. He took up the water bottle and finished it. Elisebeth's heart sped up. "Oh, you're done."

Elisebeth looked down to the plate that was now void of food. "Yeah. Thank you for the meal."

She watched as Oliver took the dishes to the sink while she finished off her water. "I should probably take you home now."

"Okay." She smiled. She waited at the island while Oliver took the time to wash the two dishes plus cutting board, dry them, and put them up. He stood at the sink with his back facing her. She got up and walked over to stand behind him. "Are you okay?"

Oliver turned around and grabbed Elisebeth by the waist and forcibly pulled her to me. His lips locked with hers in a powerful kiss. It somehow caught her by surprise but only for a second, she met him full force pressing herself into him even more and allowing him to ravage her mouth his tongue. She'd forgotten how good he was at kissing. It felt so amazing she was already wetting her panties.

She felt a ping of guilty. She had really just drugged him. That thought immediately went to the very back of her mind when she felt his hand pull up her uniform's skirt and slide into her panties. His finger eased into her moist pussy. He played with her inside with it and toyed with her clit with his thumb. She was already cumming.

She panted through the orgasm. Now she wanted more than his finger. She wanted to have sex and she knew he wouldn't be able to object with the drugs in his system. She whispered in his ear "Ollie...fuck me..."

Oliver's mind was numb he couldn't think straight. He wanted to stop himself but his resistance was wanning "Elise..."

The guilt came back and she almost stopped there but she had already done this much. She would beg for forgiveness later. She slid her wet panties down and off balling them up in her fist. She took a step to Oliver and pulled him through his fly. She turned around so her ass was facing him and her lips caressed his head. Then she pushed herself back on him until it went in.

She gasped. He was big stretching her out. Her legs almost gave out on her. There was just no way she was going to get all of him in. Even this much was mind-blowing. His shape and size touch too many of her erogenous zone. Her G-spot and her clit were being blissfully stimulated just from being so stuffed.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head when he finally started thrusting in and out of her. She moaned louder than she ever had in her life and he continued to bang her out. She was an idiot. if she had just fucked Oliver earlier they would still be together. No one nor thing even comes close to this. She yelled out as she squirted everywhere. On him, on the floor, on herself.

Elisebeth slinked to her knees while Oliver slid down to sit with his back firmly against the sink cabinet. She crawled over to and straddled him, lowering herself on his junk until he was inside her. Like that she rode him. Her hips began to grind on top of him in rapid succession. Then she took his lips again.

Her pussy quivered. It wanted his cum. And she was going to milk him for every last drop. She slowed her pace, grabbing the top of the sink to help her fuck him even harder. He was letting out beautiful moans each time she drove him back into her. She felt him swell and then he exploded. She could fill him flooded her with cum. She hugged him tight and closed her eyes shut with trembling lips His dick spasmed and each time his hips instinctively thrust upward spitting a little more semen into her.

She was still holding on to him tightly even minutes later riding the waves of hands down the best orgasms she will probably ever experience. There is no way she could every let Dakota have him after that.