Christmas Love – A shy teacher falls for her new assistant

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“Ok ok, I got another trick shot for you fools.” Caleb exclaimed cheerfully as he set his beer down and moved to grab his bowling ball.

“Oh hey Angela,” Austin greeted as I approached their lane. This clearly caught Caleb off guard as he paused with his fingers in the holes of the ball and looked back at me. I smiled at Austin and waved at his wifr without breaking my stride. In a rare display of confidence, I placed my hands on Caleb’s cheek and interrupted him by planting a hard kiss on his lips. A kiss for all to see that I wanted him, and that he was mine.

His lips tasted like the beer he was drinking and I felt him pull me in close with his free hand as he kissed me back.

“Hey alright,” I heard Austin say behind me. I wasn’t sure exactly how many saw me and Caleb currently locking lips, and I didn’t care. It was more to show that I wasn’t worried about looking “professional” or trying to keep our relationship a secret.

After stepping back, I placed my hand on his chest and smiled.

“Sorry,” I whispered in reference to our last conversation.

“I think we’re good,” Caleb responded with a smile. “I uh… I gotta finish this shot real quick.” I giggled and stepped back to let him pick up his bowling ball and sat down at the table for their lane they had chosen. Michelle arrived with two beers in her hands and handed one to me as I sat down. Immediately, I took a sip and smiled as Michelle shot me a thumbs up.

The party ended up being more of a blast than I originally thought. It didn’t take long for the alcohol to loosen people up, and soon the sound of people cheering after every strike would take over. Christmas music played over the loud speakers, and as we all bowled, we danced along to the songs.

Caleb and I stole kisses from each other whenever possible and continued to drink, courtesy of pushy Michelle. Pretty soon, the principal himself joined our lane, claiming we were the life of the party. He was drunk, and having a damn good time. His arrival made the male to female ratio of our lane even and we ended up playing multiple games of boys vs girls.

By the time our second game got started, we were all too drunk to care about our scores, thanks to Caleb and Michelle deciding to buy us fishbowls, which were literal gallon fishbowls filled with a mix of alcohol and some other blue fruit drink. It was good, amazing actually, and the juice hid the taste of the alcohol, making it easy to go back for more.

As we drank more, Caleb and I became more touchy. What started as hand holding turner to soft caresses and then to full on ass squeezings. This man turned me on more than I thought possible and it was hard to not drag Caleb into a backroom and take him right then and there.

Fortunately, the party began to die down and the sober designated drivers all began to take their drunk partners out to the parking lot. Luckily, Caleb and I were both smart enough to start drinking water in order to sober up. Even if it was just a little bit, by the time it was time to leave, we were able to convince our more intoxicated friends that we were good to go.

Caleb offered me a ride, an offer I quickly accepted. After informing Michelle, she gave me a knowing wink and a thumbs up. Caleb and I interlocked fingers after grabbing our coats and moved outside.

“Got damn!” He exclaimed loudly as the cold air and snow hit us. This caused me to uncontrollably laugh and I held onto his arm tight. As we moved towards his car I realized something. I was drunk.

“Shit,” I manged to say, not realizing my word was slurred. For some odd reason, this caused Caleb to laugh.

“Shit is right,” He said, his words slurred. “You are drunk.” He teased. I gasped dramatically and climbed into the back passenger seat of his car without even realizing it.

“I am not… why are you so far away from me?” I then realized that he had climbed into the driver’s seat and turned on the car. Warm air blasted through the vents and soulful Christmas music played through his speakers.

“Because your drunk ass sat in the backseat.” Caleb responded. I took a moment to look around at the spacious back seats of his vehicle and then burst into another fit of laughter.

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