Rainy Day Fantasy

Yay! Part two! I own Meghan…and Mr.C is my sex slave..Muwahaha!


After the strange incident Meghan fell asleep shortly after Dylan did. It was only about an hour later that the radio woke them up,

“Hey everyone, Race here! Better get out those umbrellas and rain jackets because that thunderstorm has just turned into something nasty. Since the board has made the announcement for no one to leave their homes we have been taking calls to see what others are doing to keep busy. After the five in a row mix-a-lot, we’ll hear from them!”

The music started and both Dylan and Meghan stared at each other in shock then the announcements over the PA system came on, it was the principal “Good Afternoon Students and Staff. We have some pretty nasty weather out there as you can all see. The National Canadian Weather Board has given out the message to all schools, businesses and anyone outside that they recommend that everyone stay where they are or go indoors. So everyone in portables please stay there until further announcements are given. No one is to be outside until the weather lets up! It’s dangerous out there, there are high winds and stray lightning strikes, and someone has already been non-severely injured so take precautions! Thank you!”

Dylan got up and went to his desk. Sitting down, he ran his hands through his hair. He looked very nervous and stressed out so Meghan decided to just stay in her own little corner. It wasn’t going to be easy since she was terrified of thunderstorms…and this one was a big one!


She put her head on the desk and sighed, this was not going to be a fun day. She could hear the winds outside. The howling and hissing made the silence in the portable tense and frightening. Meghan jumped slightly as a loud clap thundered above them. She was slightly shaking and felt like curling up into a tight ball.

Dylan caught the movement in the corner of his eye; he looked up and saw Meghan shivering in the desk. He could tell the storm was freaking her out, hell it was freaking him out too. In more ways than one…

“Meghan.” She looked up and smiled at him slightly.

He motioned for her come over and so cautiously and slowly she did.


He didn’t know why he called her over, what was he supposed to do. She looked so alone and he felt responsible for some reason…. in fact he felt a lot of things.

He didn’t know why he did what he did next but it seemed like the thing to do and it felt so good. As she approached him, Dylan stood up and met her. With slight nervousness he smiled and them took her in his arms and held her.

At first Meghan froze in shock, she couldn’t believe what was happening but then she eased up and just melted into him. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggling into him. It just seemed right.

Both minds were reeling with emotion and questions. None could decipher right from wrong, only that they were both in need of comfort and love and both were willing to give it to each other.

“Dylan, I don’t know what to say or do about all this. I just know that…I really like you and I have for a while. I’m afraid this is all a dream and ill wake up to another boring school day without knowing if this actually happened.”

She snuggled in deeper to him and he held her tight, he felt the same and not only that he feared he was actually falling for this woman. They were not far apart in age, nor were they very different in personality. In fact his mother always told him that when he found the right girl, this would be how he should feel with her. With that thought he grew scared.
In reality there was no way they could be together. He was a teacher, not hers but still a teacher and she was a student. Just because they were close in age it would not stop his bosses from booting him and possibly having the police on his ass for whatever crime he was committing. He knew this was wrong, she knew this was wrong. But either care at that moment? Nope, not at all.

They pulled away from each other just as thunder rolled overhead, shaking the walls of the small portable. Meghan winced slightly at natures’ angry rumble and then looked into Dylan’s eyes, she only saw love and compassion in them. She hoped he could see the same in her own, if not more. Without another thought, they leaned into each other and softly touched their lips together in a soft but toe-curling kiss. After a few moments it began to deepen, Dylan raised his hand to Meghan’s face, gently caressing it with his fingertips. Meghan wrapped her arms around Dylan’s neck and tangled her fingers into his short hair. This was beginning to get heavy.

When they finally pulled away Meghan placed her fingers on her now slightly swollen lips and smiled, Dylan rested his forehead on her own and closed his eyes,

“Please, don’t ever leave me.” He whispered almost so quietly that she did not hear, but she did. Her heart stopped and tears welled up in her yes. He immediately caught sight of them and grew concerned that he might have said something wrong.

“Meghan? What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

She shook her head and looked up into his eyes, for a moment she did only that, it was as if she were studying his features or contemplating something,

“Dylan, I love you. I’m sure of it and when you say things like that you give me hope that you feel the same and we could actually be happy together.”

Meghan turned so her back was to him and walked towards her wet clothes. She could feel the cold hair against her bare legs and shivered. The t-shirt she wore gave her little protection from the non-functionable heating of the old portables.

She could only hear silence and as each minute passed she grew more upset that she may have said the worst thing and completely turned him away, that is until she felt his warm breath dancing on the back of her neck.

“What makes you think that I don’t love you too, that I would leave you because our relationship is not celebrated? Never, my mother always told me when I found the right girl for me I would know it and when I’m with you I’m more sure tan ever that she was right.”

He turned Meghan around to face him, “ You are the woman for me, only you and I love you.”

Meghan stared at him in disbelief and shock; she would never have guessed this to happen, especially in a portable, with a teacher.

“ Dylan… I would never leave you. Ever. Even if people shun us for this…I only want to be with you. I think I knew that the day we met at the Fashion Show.”

A/N Its gets dirty now…ooer…. from Meghan’s Pov

I was shifting uncomfortably, my stomach jumbling wildly. There was so much energy in the air; except it wasn’t any energy I was used to.
Those deft hands brushed lightly against the side of my breasts; and those piercing eyes brought me to the floor with him. He laid out his jacket on floor for comfort, which had been hanging on one of the chairs.
Lips brushed against mine, once and then twice. Soft pulling kisses that made me want to open like a flower coaxed to blossom by the sun.
My senses were shaken, and my nerves were practically humming; all from a few simple caresses and one steely cloud covered gaze.
And then his hands delved into my hair and he tilted my head up to coax my mouth open, and with infinite tenderness slid his tongue against mine. Gently spread across the portable floor, Dylan seduced my lips and tongue to move to his call. His body pressed hard against mine, and my legs lifted to envelop him, as I held him closer. But, he just kissed me, as if his whole world centered on our mouths.
Maybe he knew I had never done this before and frankly I was surprised with myself that I would do this at all and that I was actually knowledgeable on what I was doing.
He put passion into that kiss. He put want and need. And he put, belonging.
Raising himself slightly, and holding me with those warm summer eyes he slowly pulled the t-shirt over my head.
Narrator POV
Meghan cupped the side of his face with her hand and sat up over him pressing her lips against his as she pushed him onto his back. She pulled away for a moment. \"I will never leave you Dylan, I swear.\" she murmured before kissing him again as his hands wandered over her back.

She breathed out against his cheek as his tongue pushed passed her lips, fighting for power in her mouth as he untied the clasp on her bra.

With the first strap gone it was simple to shrug off the second and allow Dylan to push the top piece down exposing her chest and allowing him to capture one of her nipples in his mouth. His tongue was lapping at it and his teeth grinding against it teasing it into a tight bead and one of his hands worked on the other as her own hands ran through his hair as her hips ground against his.

Dylan ran his hands over her rear and down the back of her thighs pulling her tightly against him as he pushed his hips upward grinding against her. He had unlatched himself from her breasts and was now kissing her collarbone and neck, as she unbuttoned the front of his dress shirt. She pulled back to see what she was doing.
‘This is wrong.’ She thought as she finally got the last of them unbuttoned and leaning in to kiss his chest. ‘But I don’t care anymore’

Dylan pulled her face back up to his and kissed her soundly as his hands moved to take off her shorts before he flipped them over in one fluid motion so that he straddled her. He did not break the kiss though and moaned into her mouth as her hands began to untie the button on his black dress pants.

He lifted himself off of her slightly so she could pull them down far enough so that he could discard them and his boxers the rest of the way himself. Parting from the kiss they locked eyes, both breathing heavily.

Meghan reached up to caress his face and pulled him down for another kiss and he slid himself into her making her bite down softly on his tongue as she slowly adjusted to him and the feel. She felt slight pain and discomfort as he began rocking into her gently, but it soon turned to pleasure. His hands held her waist and her back as they rocked in that slow paced rhythm that gradually picked up speed as they went, until they both lay shuddering in release, wrapped tightly in each other\'s arms.

Dylan turned around and grabbed some of the strewn clothing to cover Meghan and himself. He hugged her close and whispered into her ear, “ I love you.” She smiled and snuggled closer as sleep overcame them and they fell oblivious to the raging storm outside and the world.


A/N Yay Part 2 done! What did u think? Plz Review! It encourages me…lol Thanks to tom for your awesome review and to ducky007, doragon41 and LaLa. And yes Meghan is 19, sorry for the error. lol