"Dricki"

"So Mr. Graham, do you have any plans for tonight?" It was the last lesson of the day and he had finished teaching but there was still 15 minutes left. He would have let them go but it was principal that they stayed the whole lesson so his students decided to ask him questions.

"Other than marking your pop quizzes and essays, nothing"

"Not even with a fellow teacher?" He instantly knew who they were referring to. Every student had noticed that he and Miss Maraj were extremely close. They sat together at lunch and sometimes students would catch them talking in an empty classroom. It had become so common to see them together that they were deemed as 'Dricki' by almost everyone. All students thought they had the 411 on them since they weren't very secretive with their actions in school and how they would blush or quickly change the topic when someone brought the other up in conversation but they did not know anything. 

"No, but if I did, I wouldn't tell any of you. You're the biggest bunch of blabbermouths I've ever met" He sat on the edge of his desk and heard a chorus of gasps and even saw some student clutch their chests like he had hurt their feelings. 

"Oh come on and just tell us" A voice spoke up. He knew this conversation would not end unless they got a truthful answer.  

"Not even Miss Maraj?" One student asked with a raised eyebrow and leaned forward almost intimidating him. Drake let out a chuckle, the single mention of her name had the class captivated and he could feel them closing in on him with their eyes. 

Just as he was about to make a quick remark, there was a knock at the door. He went to open the door while answering the question. "Me and Miss Maraj are good friends" 

"We are now, huh?" Damn. With her appearance, there was no way that the topic of discussion could be redirected towards something other than his relationship. 

"Oh, Miss Maraj. Do you need something?"

"Yes, actually. I've got to photocopy some documents for my lesson, but I can't seem to get the machine to work so I was wondering if you could help me?" 

"Umm,"

"You're still teaching?" It was a question that would get an obvious answer, of course he was still teaching. That was what she should be doing right now. "Nevermind then". Despite how much she tried to hide it, a small frown appeared on her face.  

"No he's not teaching!" He wanted so badly to tell her to get someone else to help her but there was no way he could say no to that face. 

"What's going on here? Oh wait, don't tell me it's that Dricki nonsense right?"

"Same ol', same ol'"

"So you're going to help me?" 

"Of course" Drake peeked his head out from behind the door to look at everyone. "I'll be right back, don't move" 

"So you didn't ask anyone before you came to me?" He asked as they walked to the copying room. 

"You're always my first choice" She smiled. He opened the door for her and walked into the room behind her. 

Nicki put her stack of papers on a table. "Do you need help turning it on or is it how to copy you need help with?"

"Just the whole process really? One big ass machine for a few simple tasks" 

"It's pretty simple. All you have to do is do is scan your id card like so, go to scan then when it scans, go to copy and type in the number of copies you want and presto" The machine started to process and Drake turned around to see if she understood but she was sat on the table across from the copier. 

"So did you get it?"

"Oh yeah. I already knew what to do, I just wanted to see you" 

"We saw each other at lunch"

"I don't care, it was only brief. You took your lunch to your classroom and I had to sit with the other teachers who I'm growing to dislike. I couldn't even follow the conversation" 

"You're a big baby"

"Oh really? What baby looks like this?" Nicki spread her legs and run her hands up her thighs, watching him lick his lips and stopped before they reached her panties then ran her hands down her chest exposing more of her cleavage. 

"That's enough" Drake moved her hands and held them down. "You do realise there are cameras in here?" 

"The security men need some action, the kids here are too well behaved. Where are the fights? The arguments?" 

"Yeah, because that's what school is all about" Drake helped her down from the table onto her feet and Nicki grabbed her copies from the multi-purpose printer. 

Upon reaching his classroom, they stopped and walked inside instantly causing the loudness and commotion to calm down as the couple made an appearance. 

"Oh, thank you for the help but can I borrow your stapler?"

"Sure thing, top draw" She strutted over to his desk and put her files down before crouching down giving everyone a nice view of her ass.

"Goddamn, whoever is hitting that is one lucky man because shit" Nicki smiled at the comment and stood back up. With a bit of a struggle, she managed to gather up the sheets of paper and place the stapler on top. 

"Thanks again" Nicki turned on her hell to leave the classroom when Drake's voice stopped her.  

"Sure you can manage?"

Nicki said, facing him. "Yes Aubrey, I walked here with this stack didn't I? I don't know why you can't be this helpful at home" And that's when the classroom went silent then erupted with claps and whispered remarks like 'I knew it" and a few chants of "Dricki".  

"Anyway, see you later" Drake watched her leave while shaking his head.