Her Secret Saviour

Chapter 4

After about half an hour, Tom stretched and disturbed his sleeping beauty, he knew they didn’t have long until someone would be home.

Neither had really been asleep though they knew that other needed time after the act. Tom knew he wasn’t enough for her and he hated that she had to finish by herself but it was better than the alternative. Before he started pleasuring her with his mouth, he would rarely get her to c****x before releasing his seed, which in turn would result in a grumpy Lissa - similar to a hungry Lissa - so he needed to find a way to help. He started by trying to think of other things but that didn’t help when she so close to him. When he started to pleasure her orally, she would get so worked up that when he finally entered her, she would take control and he would end up physically drained, that’s when he started falling asleep. One day he woke up and saw what she was doing, he didn’t move and didn’t watch either. He just felt guilty. Guilty that he hadn’t helped her and guilty that he had seen her.

Alissa stretched up and kissed him on the cheek, “Do you want a shower?” She said with a smile and started to get up.

Tom watched as she moved across the room and grabbed some clothes before heading to the bathroom. “Erm no, I’m good. I’ll get going when you’re done. I’ve got a tonne of homework to do.”

“Stay, I can help you. We didn’t have maths so I’ve got nothing.”

“What about Joel?”

“Jesus, when will you two sort your sh*t out. Honestly, it’s been long enough and you used to be best mates.” She rolled her eyes, turned on her heels and disappeared into the bathroom.

Tom knew she was right but it had been so long that he just didn’t know what to do or say to Joel any more.

Joel was Lissa’s older though you wouldn’t think they were siblings. He had short dark hair and hazel eyes; he looked like a male version of him mum, so most people assumed that Lissa looked like her dad - he was never mentioned by any of them, so Tom never asked.

Tom first met Joel about four years ago when they tried out for the football team together, Tom had been playing since he was five years old so he was given special permission to join the team a year early. Joel took him under his wing, knowing that he could teach Tom how to take care of himself amongst the lads and that he could learn a thing or two from him about how to improve his own game on the pitch; Tom was phenomenal where a football was concerned but his social skills were considerably lacking.

The boys spent most of their free time together, Tom was finally starting to feel like less of on outcast and could actually say he had friends, and Joel’s game was greatly improving to the point where he rarely spent a full match on the bench anymore.

After about 18 months, during a match against their greatest rivals there was a bad accident. The captain at the time, Oliver, was taken down by one of their biggest players. Everyone knew it was a bad one as soon as contact was made: the audience gasped collectively and the cheerleaders dropped their poms. It turned out that Oliver had broken both the bones in the bottom of right leg and the recovery was going to be long and hard. Following this, Joel was made captain. Tom was the first to congratulate him and used his new status to organise a party.

It was at this party that he finally plucked up the courage to talk to Alissa. He’d always had a crush on her but then again, most boys did. From there, their friendship flourished to point that Tom spent most of his evenings with the siblings, he would go to practise with Joel and then walk back with to him to see his sister.

At first, Joel was happy as he knew that Tom was a nice lad deep down and that with Lissa’s confidence, he would only continue to grow.

Unfortunately, he became too confident. Once Tom and Alissa had become official, they became the focus of conversation around the school and, in particular, the changing rooms. Tom was always mindful of his friendship with Joel and tried to ignore the others, trying his best not to encourage their comments. But one day Joel was late for training, he wasn’t there to help Tom deflect the lewd remarks about Alissa and before he knew it, one thing led to another and he was joining in with them. He was in the mist of telling them all about how tight she was when she was moaning his name when he caught sight of someone glaring at him from the doorway. Tom froze. Joel was furious and flew at Tom, swinging a large fist as he did so. It connected with the side of Tom’s head and instantly knocked him unconscious. That wasn’t enough for Joel, he rained down punch after punch and only stopped when the rest of the team dragged him off. He turned to leave as the coach was rushing through the door, he’d clearly been alerted to the sounds of the brawl.

Tom wasn’t sure what happened after that, he only knew that he woke up in the school’s medical room with his mum by his side. She told him that she’d met with the principal and that he was going to expel Joel from the school, fortunately she managed to talk him out of it. Despite what he’d done to her son, she knew that something must have happened to make such good friends fall out and she also knew that Tom wouldn’t want him to be expelled regardless. He was, however, demoted from his role as captain by the football coach - his actions did not show any sense of camaraderie or leadership. Tom felt guilty, it was all his fault but he knew he couldn’t say that to his mum.

Once Tom had been given the all clear, he was taken home and told to rest. After two days, his mum allowed Alissa to visit. She’d been so worried about him and furious with Joel. Her brother hadn’t told her what had happened but she had an inclining, she knew that Tom must’ve said something about her to spark the possessive outburst from Joel. But it didn’t matter what he’d said, as far as she was concerned, there was absolutely no need for anyone to beat someone so severely. Plus, they were best friends, Joel should’ve known that Tom never meant anything by his words.

The door opened, breaking Tom away from his thoughts. Alissa stepped out wearing leggings and long pale pink t-shirt that was so thin, he could see her black bra through it. She looked at Tom, he was still on the bed and had only managed to put his boxers on whilst she in the shower.

“Are you trying to get us caught,” she laughed as she bent down and kissed him on the cheek and brushed her fingers through his hair. He grabbed her and pulled her in for a deeper kiss before pushing her away.

“Come on, let’s go downstairs and get your homework out.”

Tom quickly donned the rest of his clothes and followed the blonde temptress out of her room.