Miki - Together Alone

Library was quiet – unusually quiet. Second part of the day, right after the end of school hours – this place should be packed. But book club had no meeting planned for today, so the usually busy corner of the room was empty. Strangely enough, not a lot of students went to pick up something to read also. Was there a girl here earlier? Hisao yawned and stretched his arms. Whatever. She’s not here now. He lowered his hands, and placed the left one on Miki’s lap. She made a small chuckle, and pushed it off.

“Easy now, cowboy. This is a public place.”

“Everything around here is a public place” – Hisao replied, with frustration in his voice.

They were sitting at one of library’s desks, tucked behind bookshelves near a window. Helping Miki with math was a charade – this really was not the thing they were discussing. The problem that occupied them was really specific to Yamaku students – and not because of their disabilities. It was being a couple in a private school where everything was constantly monitored. Sure, they’ve been dating for a while now – almost a month, to be precise – and privacy has been a constant issue since day one. After all, there wasn’t a lot of places to spend time together alone at, and they didn’t want this to go public just yet. Sure, people threw glances at them, noticing how often they sat together at lunch, walked to the dorms; how Hisao started attending track team practices, even though he wasn’t part of it. Suzu greatly helped – both were eternally grateful to her for sticking up with them. She gladly played the role of third wheel – Miki was afraid she would be envious at Hisao for “stealing” her best friend, but she took it surprisingly well. Even if she was angry, she never showed anything. She would just doze off from time to time, leaving two lovebirds to each other.

However, Suzu was a cover for public meetings. And those were the only one they managed to arrange most of the time. Hiding from other people at Yamaku was almost impossible. Time to visit nearby town was strictly limited – as well as list of places they could go to. School park, albeit big, was still crowded through most of the day. Making it to opposite’s gender dorm was impossible – a mandatory checkup made sure not vagrants made it inside. And, of course, nowhere in school would be safe also. Today was a rare moment of bliss, an empty room just for themselves. Still, with a corner of an eye, Hisao managed to notice Yuuko, enthralled by a book, sitting behind her desk. He sighed, and turned to Miki.

“Any ideas?”

“About what?” – she raised her eyes from her textbook, laying there mostly to make an illusion of studying.

“About, you know… where we can have sex.”

Miki made a sour look on her face.

“You guys are all the same.”

Hisao would be lying if it wasn’t the only thing on his mind these days. He wanted Miki – wanted her desperately, like he was dying of thirst in a desert. When he closed his eyes, he saw her. In his dreams, he stormed into her room, pushed her onto the bed and ripped her clothes off. And when he woke up, he cursed his dreams, punching the pillow, damning the cruel world. He became too self-conscious – even refused to masturbate anymore, so it wouldn’t ruin the special moment. Of course, in other situation, he would find this silly. But he was obsessed – as only a teenage boy could be – obsessed with this girl. And she shared his obsession too.

For Miki, it wouldn’t be her first time – she had some experience, back in her old school. She wasn’t knowledgeable, by any means – just curious, and eager to learn more. Ever since she was sent here, male population of Yamaku has disappointed Miki. Shy, quiet guys, apparently too self-conscious about their problems. There was one guy from 3-2 – not blind, just with very poor vision. He was kinda cute, actually, even with his monstrously thick glasses on. One day, he sheepishly approached Miki in the hallway, handling her an envelope. He vanished before she managed to open it. A letter inside invited her to meet him “Near the pool at 5 PM”. Oh, what the hell, why not? Miki spent about half an hour wandering around before giving up. Now, every time they bumped into each other, the guy tried to hide his face in shame. Your loss, bozo.

Hisao was a pleasant surprise, although, even he needed some pushing around. To be fair to him, he approached her first – if you could call it “approaching”. One day, an uncertain guy stopped her when they were exiting the class.

“I’m sorry, I’m still trying to adapt here. Can you tell me where the bathroom is?”

Miki was surprised, to say the least. Why not ask one of the boys? Still, it was her duty as a fellow student to help. She took the guy’s hand.

“Come on, I’ll show you.”

Miki led him to the hallway’s end. He didn’t protest, holding her hand firm and steady. Couple people on the way threw glances at them. Finally, they reached their destination.

“Here. Left room for the girls, right – for the boys. Sure you won’t mix this up?”

He laughed – “Of course.”

An uneasy pause hanged in the air. “What, do you want me to show you inside also?” – Miki asked, laughing.

“Oh, right, sorry” – he replied, storming in. A couple of minutes later, he exited, just to see Miki still outside, whistling a tune.
“You’re still here?’ – he asked.

“Of course. I was making sure you didn’t drown in there.” – she smirked back. – “You’re Hisao, right?”

“Right. And you are…”

“Miki. Miki Miura. Class 3-3.”

“I think I know the last part” – he laughed back.

That was how they got to know each other. Hisao started hanging out with her more and more, first under the premise of her showing him around. Later, he dropped the façade. They exchanged numbers, and he started calling her before bed. He was clever and funny, and clearly needed someone to cling to. And Miki wasn’t against male attention – she’s been clearly missing it. Hisao was a welcomed addition to her life. So, that one faithful day, they were having lunch on the rooftop. Suzu fell into Morpheus’ embrace, so they were just chitchatting, discussing weather or whatever else was on their minds. Miki turned away to take a bite out of her bread, and felt arms enveloping her. Oh, how long has she been waiting for that! She allowed herself to lean back, and dissolved in Hisao’s embrace. She turned her head around, and stole his first kiss – thankfully, no people seemed to notice. Suzu woke up just in time for Hisao to let go of her, so it just looked like they were sitting awfully close to each other on the bench. Still, Miki had no intention of hiding from her best friend. She told her everything later that evening.

Thus began their troubled relationships – and no, the problem was not jealousy or distrust. Only inability to go forward. Both were young and eager, but the fact they could only meet in school was maddening. At first, Hisao proposed a simplest solution – wait until summer break, go somewhere together. Both soon understood that it would be too much of waiting time. Evenings and nights apart dragged – couple of months would feel like an eternity. Two of them started to seek any opportunity to be alone, if only just for some time. The most satisfying (and dangerous) one was last week.

Hisao came to the stadium by the end of Miki’s track team session. She was madly tired, but still happy to see him. Together, they walked through one of the alleys leading to the dorms. This is where Hisao saw an opportunity.

“Why don’t we sit down for some time?” – he asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

“I would really like to go to dorm to take the shower, but whatever. Sure.” – Miki replied, heading to a bench.

They sat down, and Hisao immediately kissed her. Miki didn’t protest – she caught his drift, understanding how empty the alley was. They made out for some time, and a crazy thought flashed in her mind. Miki leaned back, prying Hisao’s hands of her.

“Hey, wanna see something special?” – she asked.

Before Hisao could respond, she pulled her pink shirt up. Not wasting any time, she undid her bra – something she mastered doing with one hand at this point. It fell on her lap, leaving her breasts hanging in the air.

“Like what you see?” – she winked at Hisao, who was sitting against her, stupefied. He didn’t respond. Instead, after couple of seconds of staring, her grabbed her boobs, and started fondling them. Miki let out a squeak, thankfully no one still was around. Hisao dug his fingers in, massaging her breasts. He was rea as a tomato – for the first time in a while, Miki remembered about his heart problems. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be the cause of his untimely end… Hisao suddenly stopped, and stood up, looking around.

“You and I deserve each other” – he said, bending over the bench to look in bushes behind it. – “What if someone is around here? I think I heard a branch snapping.

“Check the trees also. Somebody with binoculars might be there, too.” – Miki laughed in response. She pulled her shirt down – it was kinda chilly sitting in shadow partially naked. Hisao turned back, and she noticed how disappointed he immediately got.

“Everything is good in moderation!” – Miki raised her index finger.

“That was the best thing I’ve ever seen. And touched.” – responded Hisao.

Miki smiled, blushing. She enjoyed this little massage, too. Too bad for them, now that they got a little taste, both were more ravenous that ever. And the opportunities remained scarce. Just yesterday, Miki received a call when she was about to go to bed. Hisao, agitated, spoke just as she picked up the phone.

“Miki, hey! Suzu is in the book club, right?”

“Yep.” – she replied.

“Do you know their schedule?”

“I can ask, but if you want to join, I don’t think they have free spots.”

“Okay, whatever. More importantly, do they have a meeting tomorrow?”

Miki concentrated, trying to remember – “I’m pretty sure they don’t.”

“Great. Fantastic.” – replied the voice from the other side of the cord.

“I don’t think I share your excitement, Hisao.” – Miki said, growing tired of his secrecy.

“Don’t you see it? Library is big, quiet, and – when the book club is not there – almost empty. Tomorrow, let’s tell Yuuko that we’re going to study – I don’t know, math, you had some problems with it, right? – and we can spend some time there. Tuck ourselves in the corner, where she can’t see us – you know the drill.”

“We aren’t fucking in a library, Hisao.”

“Oh, goddamit, I was so CLOSE!” – he almost shouted, before laughing out loud. – “Of course we don’t. We just sit there, discussing where we might do it.”

This was Miki’s turn to laugh. Finally, after calming down, she agreed.

“Okay. Tomorrow, we pay Yuuko a visit.”

Miki remembered this dialogue with a smile. She wasn’t all that well familiar with library’s layout – to be honest, the only time she visited it was probably the school tour her class was on at the beginning of the year. So, the picture she painted in her head after Hisao’s description was drastically different from reality. It wasn’t nearly as vast as she expected, and although she couldn’t see Yuuko from her seat, she understood that Hisao was still in librarian’s field of vision, albeit slightly. She sighed quietly.

“What’s wrong?” – Hisao asked.

“Nothing. I’m just bored.”

“Wanna do math, then? Mutou actually asked me to tutor you, he’s worried about upcoming exams.” – he taunted her.

“Nah, screw it. I’ll scrap by.” – she smiled back.

Loud buzz pierced the room. Hisao noticed Yuuko spring up, then start rummaging through her desk. Finally, she found the source of noise – her phone. Visibly distressed by all the commotion she caused, Yuuko answered the call. What a klutz, Hisao thought to himself. Her phone was seemingly on the loudest setting possible – and she’s a librarian! He couldn’t make out what she was saying – Yuuko was whispering. Well, none of his business, anyway. He turned to Miki.

“Get up.”

“What, we’re leaving already? So much for your plan.” – Miki teased him.

“No, I’ve got an idea. Come on, get up.” – Hisao insisted.

Miki reluctantly pulled her chair aside, and stood up next to him.

“Show me your butt.”

“Wha… what?” – Miki was taken aback.

“I saw your tits already. Come on, I wanna see it. Yuuko is busy.” – he grinned.

Miki smiled at his audacity, and obeyed. She pulled up her skirt, and leaned forward, exposing her ass to the world. Hisao marveled for a bit at her long brown legs, and ripe, round booty. He placed his hand on it, fondling it. He put one finger under her white panties, which contrasted nicely with her skin. Miki purred.

“Don’t go too far.”

“How far are we talking?” – he asked, running his fingers across her body. Hisao lowered his hand, finding a patch of white between her legs. With his fingertips, he started rubbing it. Miki relaxed, leaning completely on the desk, almost laying down. For a brief moment, Hisao considered pulling her panties down, but turned to Yuuko, and noticed she already stopped talking. So instead, he gave Miki a good slap. She audibly gasped, looking at him with a mix of shock and pleasure on her face.

“Sit down” – he commanded, lifting his hand.

“What was that, kids? Is everything all right?” – Yuuko asked from across the room.

“Oh, don’t worry, Yuuko, Miki just slipped rocking on the chair.” – Hisao replied, turning to her.

“I’m all right!” – Miki shouted, settling back on her chair.

“Ohh, okay…” – Yuuko seemingly lost her train of thoughts. – “Be careful there.”

“Oh, I know, Yuuko. Library is a dangerous place.” – Hisao replied, trying to sound as serious as possible. – “We’ll be back to studying now.” He turned to Miki, who was still red in the face, and kissed her on the cheek – thankfully, Yuuko already picked up her book.

“You’re an asshole” – Miki smiled back.

“Now, back to our discussion.” – Hisao interlocked his fingers – “What other places haven’t we thought about yet?”

“I honestly don’t know. What about…” – Miki snapped her fingers, trying to formulate her thought – “…a janitor’s room. On the other hand,” – she cut herself off – “forget it, too small, and too dark. Plus, how would we get keys to it?”

“True, true.” – Hisao ruefully agreed.

“You know who has their own keys, though? Student Council. Shizune and Misha both have a pair.”

“So what, we both go and join it?” – Hisao shuddered. – “Price is too high. Besides, we wouldn’t be able to put these two out of there.”

“Would be pretty cool, though.” – Miki giggled at her own thoughts – “You can’t imagine how hard I would like to suck your dick in a place like that, Hisao.”

Hisao got flustered. Thought of a blowjob from Miki was something he could get behind.

“Did you suck dick before?” – he asked.

“Hisao! Now that’s not something you should ask a girl!” – Miki exclaimed.

He got red in the face. What a dumb question. What did he think about when he asked it?!

“Sorry. None of my business.” – he mumbled back.

Miki softened up. – “Don’t worry. I’m not mad or anything. Just surprised. Didn’t imagine you to be jealous, Hisao.”

“No, I… I’m just a bit afraid, that’s all. You seem more experienced than I. Couldn’t come up with a better way to ask you about your previous relationships, that’s all.”

“That’s all right.” – Miki smiled – “I’m not some sex guru myself. And yes” – she leaned to him, whispering – “I’ve sucked dick before. Was told I was good at it. So don’t worry, I won’t bite.”

“That’s cool, I guess” – Hisao relaxed – “If the word of the mouth is good…”

They both laughed.

“Actually, returning to keys…” – Hisao said, – “I think I’ve got an idea. When is your turn to clean up the class room?”

“In two days, the day I don’t have track practice. Why?”

“Perfect!” – Energetically exclaimed Hisao – “And who is your partner?”

“Haruhiko. You know, the hemophilic guy.” – Miki started to understand Hisao’s plan.

“Great. So, I swap duties with him. We have an empty classroom, keys included, all to ourselves for 15-20 minutes. Clean up fast and then” – he snapped his fingers – “It’s all ours.”

“Sound plan.” – Miki was impressed – “But how do we get Haruhiko to swap with you?”

“We come to him and spill the beans. Just tell him outright we want to share duties, and he’s in the way. If he disagrees to swap, I’ll just offer to take his duties without offering him mine.”

Miki pouted – “This means you will miss like half of track team practices.”

“A price to pay, sure. But think how much time alone we’ll be getting.”

Miki closed her eyes, imagining their classroom. To bang on Mutou’s desk… Now that would be something. She grinned.

“Okay. But how do you get teacher’s approval also?”

“Mutou likes me” – Hisao waved it off – “I’ll tell him it’s so I can find more time to study on other days or whatever. He’ll bite.”

“Abusing teacher’s trust so you can screw in his classroom. How indecent!” – Miki comically waved her hands.

“Guilty as charged.” – Hisao bowed, and covered his head. – “So, you’re in?”

Miki grinned – “Let’s do it.”

***

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Hisao nervously got up, and, while the others packed their bags, headed to Mutou’s desk. The teacher’s papers (and, seemingly, thoughts too) were in disarray. He raised his eyes, and looked at Hisao as if he was trying to remember who stood before him.

“Ah, Nakai… What do you need, my boy?”

“The keys. Remember, we agreed yesterday that I would be switching places with Haruhiko, so I could synchronize our free time with Miura, and help her with her math problems.”

“Right, right…” – Mutou reached into his pocket, pulling out the set of keys. – “You know where to leave them. I’m counting on you.” – he extended his hand. Hisao hesitated for a moment, and then shook it.

“I’ll do my best” – he replied. Teacher smiled, and started to gather his belongings.

Five minutes later, classroom was empty. Hisao fetched a bucket of water, and picked up a broom from the janitors closed. He came back to Miki washing the blackboard.

“So, do we clean up first or…” – he began.

“Clean up first.” – Miki replied, not turning her head. – “Just do it quickly. We won’t have to worry about how much time we got left if we just finish our duties fast.”

Hisao nodded, and started his part. He hastily washed the floor, while Miki finished with the board, and went to wipe the desks. They got everything done surprisingly fast – and not like they were doing a poor job. Hisao glanced over the floor, checking if he missed anything. All looked pretty clean to him. He sighed with a relief, and went towards the classroom door. A couple well-known moves, and he closed it shut, leaving them together alone, cut off from the outside world.

“Wouldn’t it be strange – a door simply closed, while others are still opened? I’d imagine the rest of the classrooms are still being cleaned up. Won’t someone check us out?” – Miki asked, approaching him.

“Who?” – Hisao answered with a question – “They would just assume it’s closed already. Not a lot of people are still in the building, don’t worry.”

Miki looked convinced. “Did you bring it?” – she asked.

“As a matter of fact, I did.” – Hisao pulled out a condom – “I even tested one out yesterday.”

“Cool” – Miki replied – “With whom?”

“With you – in my head, of course. I jacked off in one, to get used to it. Turns out,” – he shook it in his hand – “this thing is hard to secretly dispose of. I decided against throwing it in the trash, because someone might find it out.”

“What did you do?” – Miki asked, grinning.

“Wrapped it in toilet paper, and left in my drawer. I’ll have to throw in into garbage bin next time I’m off to town. Oh, and this one, too. Unless you wish to take it afterwards.”

“An intriguing offer, but I’ll pass.” – Miki replied – “It’s yours, after all.”

Hisao didn’t want to waste no more time. He approached Miki, and pulled her towards him. They shared a kiss, his hand immediately went under her skirt. Miki leaned back, finding a desk with her butt. Hisao raised her, and helped her sit, then once again found a sacred spot between her legs with his fingers. Miki moaned as he went under her panties, toying with her. He pulled off her panties, and threw them. Miki parted her lips from his to laugh – they landed right on Mutou’s desk. She reached her arm in his pocket, pulling the condom out.

“Let me show you a trick” – she said, then got up. Miki undid his belt, and pulled the pants off. A bulge was staring at her through the underpants. She giggled, and got them off also. Then, she got the condom out of the wrap, and placed the ring around the tip of the dick. Rubbery taste of latex filled her mouth as she pulled it on his shaft. However, Hisao’s expression was worth it. Miki got up, and gave him a kiss.

“You’re full of surprises, Miss Miura” – he said, laughing.

“You don’t know anything yet.” – she turned around – “Am I supposed to wait whole day?”

Hisao bent her over the desk – almost forcefully, grabbing her by the hair. Miki shivered with excitement as Hisao entered her. He felt unsure of himself first, but quickly sped up, pinning her with all his weight, slapping faster and faster against her. Miki held her voice – they were still in school – moaning quietly. The moment they’ve been awaiting for so long finally came. Miki allowed herself to relax, and let Hisao do the job. And he was happy to oblige, pounding her with newfound resolve. Miki stopped holding back also, loudly groaning.

“Hisao… I love you…” – she managed to insert between heavy breathing.

These words were a final trigger for Hisao. A moment later he came, then pulled out, and powerlessly fell on nearby chair. Miki remembered about his condition, and leapt to him.

“Are you all right?” – she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Yeah…” – he replied, eyes closed – “Did you cum?”

“Yes” – Miki happily lied. The experience as significantly shorter than all the lead up. Still, Hisao didn’t have to know about it. She’ll make him into a proper lover – in time.

“Phew” – Hisao relaxed, then hugged her. They sat in silence for some time. Miki mellowed in his arms, pressing her face against his. Hisao, on the other side, couldn’t help but self-analyze. Did he do well for his first time? He tried to swat bad thoughts away. It certainly wasn’t the time for it now. Finally, he opened his mouth.

“Miki… don’t forget to fetch your belonging from Mutou’s desk, okay?”