I watch him as he catches his breath, feeling the aftershocks of our passion course through me. The air is thick with a new kind of energy, one that we created together and now share. As I lie here, spent but still craving more, I can't help but wonder what other heights our magical bond will take us to.
"Do you think... we should try this again sometime?" My voice is barely audible above the sound of our ragged breathing.
I glance up at my desk, the photo of me with my arm around my wife’s shoulders. Then I look back at Amber. “Yes Amber. We should try this again. And again. And again…” With a wave of my hand, the floor beneath us transforms into a soft, padded quilt. With another wave, the door to my classroom closes and locks. I stare into Amber’s eyes and smile. Nothing will ever be the same again, I think, before leaning in for another round.
I return his smile, feeling my heart flutter with anticipation. "There's no telling what we could achieve together," I whisper, running my fingers through the mess of dark curls atop his head. With another wave of my hand, my clothes vanish once more, leaving me naked and eager for our next magical adventure.