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Twisting On The Gallows Pole

Date: 11/17/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

that a new game – one tailored especially for him – was a sure bet to curry favour. All this happened last month. Mr Gallows and I always time our meetings so that we can come and go undetected, but that makes it difficult when I share a room with Rupali; more so these days when we share a single bed. As a result, it had been a fortnight since we had last met and our texts to each other were getting a little desperate. I considered that the best approach was to come clean with Rupali and let her know what I was planning; otherwise I would never get the chance to pull it off. “Sweetie,” I began, choosing a vulnerable moment when we were changing out of our uniforms after school. “Would it be OK if I snuck out tonight after lights-out? On my own?” “Why?” she asked, turning around to smile at me in her bra and panties. “Got a special delivery coming from your mystery man?” “Kind of, yeah,” I said tentatively, looking down at my feet. “It’s been a while.” “What’s in it for me?” she asked, grinning. “Well its funny you ask,” I answered brightly. “Because tonight I’m going to ask him for that favour: the new toy.” “Ooooh goody!” she laughed, eyes flashing with excitement. “And he’ll model it on himself, right? I only ask because you won’t let me have the real thing again.” “I’m sorry, Sweetie,” I apologised sincerely. “I can’t tell you why, but you have to trust me. It’s not because I don’t want to; I just can’t.” “No I’m sorry,” she sighed, coming over for a hug. I felt a now ... familiar tingle as her firm breasts pressed into my cheek (she is thirteen inches taller than me, so that’s as high as I reach). “I shouldn’t give you a hard time about it. But it’s really hard not to feel just a little jealous. In some ways I almost wish you didn’t orchestrate that Fantasy Night; then I wouldn’t know what I was missing.” I felt bad about that too. Mr Gallows and I weren't exclusive and I would love nothing more than to share him with Rupali – preferably at the same time – but he was immovable on the subject. The risks we took on that one night were bad enough and he reckons I was lucky to pull it off without him being discovered. Maybe he’s right, but I do hate to keep these two halves of my sex life separate. So that was Ruplai sorted: I had my leave-pass. The next step was a text to Mr Gallows: “New game :-D CU 2nite?” I got a reply back within about thirty seconds; I like that about him: he’s not concerned about appearing too keen like boys my age. “11pm Teachers’ Lounge. Can’t wait.” And yes, I shit you not, he uses grammatically correct apostrophes in his texts. ~~~ Rupali and I went to our own beds that night and when I turned on my torch to get dressed again she opened her eyes to watch me sneak out. “Why’re you wearing that?” she whispered. “Insurance,” I hissed. “Go to sleep, you’re making me feel all guilty for leaving you.” “I can’t sleep,” she said in her best guilt-inducing voice. “Tell me a bedtime story. Please? Just a little one and then I can go ...