Dirty Affairs With My Professor

RYAN

I sat at one corner of the coffee shop while I patiently waited for Tom and Peter to show up as promised. We had agreed to meet here and discuss our school group project. But here I am, sitting my ass, and hoping to see anyone, but then...no one is coming.

They were taking longer than expected, and to make matters worse, they weren't even picking my calls.

I glared around the coffee shop, then my eyes caught up with a lady. Not just a lady but the goddess herself.

She was drop dead gorgeous. And better yet-the seat beside her was free, so I thought maybe I should just say hello to her.

I made a beeline for the vacant seat, and since it wasn't looking like whoever she was waiting for was going to show up any moment from now, I decided I should just spend a little time with her while we waited for those who we were expecting.

"Hey," I said, giving her a smug smile. "Mind if I join you?"

She glared at the entrance door, then nodded her head in approval. "Sure."

"Thanks." I said, ignoring the look of surprise on her face.

I took a slight second to look at the lady sitting right before me, I practically fell into a pair of stormy gray-blue eyes.

Sweet God, she had definitely been worth stealing for.

With me sitting right before her, I gave her my most charming smile. "I'm Ryan."

"Sarah." Amusement twisted her lips as I stretched forward my hand to her. She didn't return the handshake, so I embarrassedly took it off.

"I see you're waiting for someone."

"Yeah, a friend." She frankly replied, more like in a haste.

"That makes us even." I said and she smiled, like she was finding everything and possibly every word I said funny.

She wouldn't stop staring at the door side, like whoever it is she was expecting was someone special to her.

"Maybe you should give him a call."

It's like her mind returned to her environment, clearly she didn't notice how long she's been drumming her fingers on that coffee cup, and everything happening around her seems off the world as her mind and attention were on her expecting guest.

"It definitely won't be possible, it's raining already." She sipped on her coffee. "Guess I had too much expectations for him to show up."

I felt the sadness and disappointment in her voice. "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." She forced herself to smile.

Hell. I'd be lucky if I'd be able to think of anything other than Sarah with her sitting across from me. Seriously, I couldn't remember ever having such an intense initial reaction to someone before.

Worse still, it's for a lady I just met a couple of minutes ago.

"Well, mind if I know you more? Like, what do you do and stuff like that?" I had nothing to say, so raising a conversation like this would do.

She shrugged her shoulders for a go ahead. "So, what do you do?"

"Well," she wrapped her fingers around the coffee cup, sighing softly as she began to speak. "I'm a graduate, and a teacher too."

"What school do you teach currently?"

"Uhm... let's just say, I've got none for now. I recently graduated from my degree level."

"Wow!" I couldn't believe my ears. Like, she doesn't even look like a graduate, she looked more like she's in her early twenties, probably more like she just walked out of highschool. "So you're like what? Twenty one?"

She chuckled. "You don't ask a lady of her age on the first day you meet."

I smiled. That wasn't my intention though, I just wanted to clear my thoughts.

"What about you, what do you do for a living?"

I leaned my back against the chair with my arms crossed around my chest. "Well, I'm a student."

She nodded her head. "Highschool or college?"

"What do you think?" I said, not wanting to be specific.

"College?" She guessed and I shrugged. "You look way much older to be in college though."

"Seriously?" I laughed and she tagged along.

"Just kidding."

I couldn't get my eyes off her as those beautiful teeth kept displaying to me. Her smile was one in a million, a thousand reasons why I couldn't take my eyes off her.

Her scent was another thing, lingering through my nostrils, wanting me to get more than just a sniff. A sniff and I definitely have no idea what the next move would be.

I was so engrossed in her that I didn't mind staring at her for long. Thankfully, she didn't notice that.

In a second, her eyes were on the entrance door. I was a bit out of myself, I felt my stay with her wasn't working as much as I thought it would.

I wanted to get her attention, I wanted to buy her time, but it seems I wasn't giving in my best shot. And whoever it is she was waiting for...seems more like a lover to her.

I thought of what to say or do in order to get her full attention. Might be a tough one, but at least, a little try would do.

"So, do you have any school in mind to teach?" I asked and her gaze moved from the door to me.

"Not really. I've applied for several high schools and colleges, hopefully anyone who calls, I'll go for it."

I nodded my head.

"So, what course do you specialize in?"

"Biology."

"Wow! That's my favorite subject."

"Really?" She chuckled. "Well, every student loves biology, it's a good course to learn."

She was smiling at me, and I couldn't get my thoughts from thinking wild. What if I had a taste of those lips, it would have been more like a dream come through.

Those lips look like they'd be a perfect kisser, and I've wanted more of them for months now.

Damn. She's all over my head now, and I can't seem to take my eyes off her for the slightest second.

I think she noticed that, she quickly takes her eyes off mine, now staring at the cold coffee before her.

"Probably a waste of time coming here." She sighed. "But however, thanks for keeping me company. I really appreciate your presence."

Well, I haven't even started yet. If I had every chance to make the day up to her in replacement of that dude, I would have done more than just staring and creating conversations.

"It's nothing."

She shifted the coffee to the side. "Well, a friend of mine will be celebrating his father's birthday tonight. I have people who could be of help to you to get you a job sooner."

She was staring at me, like her brain was busily working on my invitation.

"I know we just met and it's unlikely to–"

She cuts in sharply. "That'll be great."

I smiled at her approval, never thought it'd be this simple.

"So, I'll talk to them. Probably before tonight, I'll give you feedback. What do you think?"

She nods her head. "I'll be waiting."

"So, should I give you my number or do I need to get yours instead?"

I learned it was improper to ask a girl for her name and number on your first day. And most girls hate to do the calling on the first day, so–which was better?

"I'll give you mine instead." She said, picking out her card from her bag.

Our skin came in contact as I grabbed the card, a cold feeling rushed through my veins. I stared at how surprised she looked, guess she must have felt the same way.

She pulled her hands, leaving the card in my hold. I couldn't explain what I felt, and I wouldn't blame myself for making things too obvious.

It's the lady sitting right before me, she was unleashing the things I had long buried. Feelings I had promised to let go. To make matters worse, she had taken over my mind.

"Uhm–I'll give you a call when I hear from them."

She nodded again.

Time seemed not to be with us, the morning was slowly fading, letting the afternoon sun take over. She looked at her wrist watch, "I gotta go now."

She picked a few bucks, dropping it on the table. "Thanks for keeping me company. Hoping to hear from you tonight."

She stood on her feet, and I took my time to analyze her figure. She had the most breathtaking stature any man would ever die for. Who would have thought such a pretty lady like she would have such heavy loaded curvy hips and a flat tummy which complimented it.

I couldn't even imagine myself keeping such a creature waiting on a date or dinner, whatsoever it may be. I would do anything... kill anything just to have her with me.

I bit my lower lips as my gaze fell on her V spot. I couldn't stop thinking how it would feel, diving my d**k into that precious hole. How sweet she would taste if I had her cum stained on my tongue. How sexy she'd sound if I made her scream my name.

SARAH

FOR as long as I had dated, I had never once had a reaction to someone the instantaneous way I did to Ryan. And never once had anyone blatantly checked me out the way he did.

Even as I stood on my feet, I could still feel the way his stare seared into me. I looked over at him, catching his eyes before he took them off, staring anywhere but not me.

As I stepped away from the table, he stood up too and I gave him a long glare. He wasn't thinking of walking me out, was he?

"I'll just walk you outside."

Yes, he was.

The guy was beyond attractive – with the baby blue eyes that stood out against his tamed skin and dark buzzed hair. When he smiled, I couldn't take my eyes off the dimples that appeared on both cheeks.

He stood tall, muscle framed and he didn't in any way look like he was in college.

I tried not to get too carried away, I smiled while looking ahead of him. Thankfully, eyes weren't on us, so no one would think we were lovers or something.

We stood outside for like three minutes, waiting for a cab to show up. When one finally did, I turned to face the man who almost made my heart beat – or he actually did make my heart beat.

This was something I never felt for my fiance. The silence that fell wasn't uncomfortable or awkward at all – it was sexually tense as hell.

Shit! I felt my pussy react to that in a way that had me shift my waist at one side. Part of me wanted to spend a little longer with this stranger, to waste my time chatting and laughing out my lungs with him while we waited for the night to come.

But then... wouldn't it be so obvious?

I forced myself not to smile more than I already have. He bit his lower lips, and I felt in between my thighs tingle at how seductive he was becoming.

"I'll be going then." I waved at him, entering the cab.

"15 Avenue." I said.

Not like I wanted to leave, I was only trying to avoid the temptation which seemed to be close to my door.

For a second, I felt my lungs breathing once again.

I checked on my phone to see if my fiance had left a message, but he didn't. He didn't care to call or text, he couldn't even find a way to explain himself for not showing up, making me look stupid for waiting out there for him.

I never felt this anticipated for anything before. I couldn't wait for the night to show up, not because I was so desperate for a party. I wasn't even the kind of girl who shows up to a party, I never felt it was necessary to. I'm only concerned about the offer.

-

The cloud was getting a bit darker, I had just woken up from sleep when I realized I was up for something tonight. I rushed to the wardrobe, searching for something good to wear.

It's a birthday party, and not some kinda weirdo nightclub.

I walked into the shower to take my bath, spending a few minutes of my time there. I wanted to be ready before Ryan calls, I don't plan on keeping him waiting.

I glared at my image from the mirror, sighing as I realized I couldn't hide my figure no matter how the baggy gown I wore looked on me.

While I applied my makeup, my phone rang. I checked the caller, it was an unknown number which I assumed to be Ryan.

I picked the call, placing it on my ear. "Hello?"

"Hey, Sarah, it's me Ryan." He sounded from the other side.

"Hey. Any good news?" I asked.

"Yes. So, are you ready for tonight?"

"Well, yeah, I am. Do I need an address?"

"Yeah, I'll send it to your inbox. Do you mind if I pick you up?"

"Don't worry, I'll find my way." I don't wanna stoop too low for him, to think I'm a lady with no achievement.

Here I am, thinking I was a bit early to the party, I was just as late as anyone could ever imagine.

I stood at one corner of the large sitting room, staring around to see if I'd in any way see Ryan. A few boys had come my way but I did my best not to give them faces.

I've questioned nature so many times for giving me such a younger look. Most times I don't even believe I am twenty seven.

I was so helpless, and I thought I should give Ryan a call when he ended up calling me instead. "I'm in the building, where are you?" I asked, still glaring around.

"Look to your right, I'm the guy in blue." I turned my head to my right, searching for someone – anyone on blue.

I was able to detect him because he was still having his phone in his ear.

I walked up to his direction, each step closer I took, I felt my heart beating heavily. He was looking twice as handsome as he was in the morning, his muscle framed chest exposed from his shirt.

I felt his eyes move on me from head to toe, scanning me like an x-ray vision. I felt embarrassed under his gaze, like he wasn't just staring at me, he was staring right into my soul. With the way he kept smiling at me, I doubt I'd ever get away from this.

"You look beautiful tonight." He complimented.

blushed, but looked away. "Thanks." When I turned to look at him again, I caught him biting his lower lips in a seductive way.

He wouldn't stop doing that, and it was almost looking like a habit of him. And he just knows how to get a lady wet by merely looking at her.

Can someone please tell him to stop doing that?

RYAN

I couldn't stop staring. Yes, she was looking hot and sexy, driving my thoughts wild. Her waist swayed at each step she took, and the smile on her face was evident, complimenting her beauty.

"This doesn't look like a birthday party." She said, her voice echoed melodically to my ears.

"It's an elite party, what do you expect?" I looked in the direction, then I saw Victor, he was standing with a friend. "Give me a minute, I'll be back."

I left to call Victor. "She's here."

We returned back to where Sarah stood, upon seeing her, she smiled at me. "You never told me you had a sexy girlfriend."

I shook my head, smiling. "She isn't my girlfriend, we just met this morning."

"I don't believe you."

"I don't need to explain myself to you." We got to where she stood. "Sarah, meet Victor. Victor, this is Sarah." I introduced.

"Hello, beautiful." Victor praised, I couldn't see the lust in his eyes.

Sarah smiled in return, taking hold of his hand as she returned the handshake. "So, Ryan told me about you." She nods her head. "I have a vacant application, I don't know if you'd fancy it, but it's a good school."

"Tell me about it."

Victor looked at me, giving me a sign to excuse them. I glared at Sarah before giving them their privacy.

I went to the bar stand, pouring a bottle of whiskey for myself. I didn't realize how desperate I was for their conversation to come to an end.

It was taking longer than I expected, and I was hoping Victor wasn't going to take the conversation to an extreme.

Could that be jealousy I was feeling?

I tried to keep my thoughts busy, but every second that passes by with Victor still talking to her made my heart beat.

After what seemed like eternity, Victor tapped my shoulder. I turned to see him smiling at me. "You just found yourself a perfect girlfriend."

"I already told you, she's not my girlfriend. Besides, she has a fiance."

"However, you're lucky to have her as a friend."

"How did it go?"

He shrugged. "Worked out well. Let's hope she gets the job." I nodded my head. "Don't keep her waiting."

I searched around for her, but found her sitting by a corner like an abandoned girlfriend. I could tell how uncomfortable she was, probably she isn't the party type of person.

"Mind for a walk?" She looked up at me, she said nothing but smiled.

We walked past the crowd until we were out of the building.I followed her out into the balmy evening air, taking the opportunity to let my eyes roam where they wanted while she wasn't looking.

The back of her was just as impressive as the front, with her sexy curvy body filling out from her gown in a way that kept my gaze on her ass.

Silently, we walked to the swimming pool side, thankfully, there was no one there. At least not yet.

"So, how did it go?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Went well." She looked at me. "Thanks for helping. I'll try my best to send my applications to the schools she mentioned."

"Let's hope for good news then?"

"Hopefully."

We went back to another awkward silence, I haven't felt this speechless for any woman. I was the kind who would do anything to have a girl in bed, but with her standing beside me, I found myself helpless before her.

"I..." she paused, staring at her fingers. "I don't know how to explain it, but I feel very grateful for your concern and help. I mean, I never thought I'd find an easy opportunity." She sighed. "Thank you."

I wish she'd stop making things look like I was being a God or something, I was only trying my best to watch her smile. I wanted all it would take to make her feel comfortable around me.

She shook her head as I took a step toward her, close enough that I had to look down at her, and I loved that if I moved in any closer, my lips would naturally fit in the curve of her neck.

Damn, the things that did to my body weren't appropriate for a public setting, so thank God no one was around.

There were so many things I was "curious" about. But before I got to those, there was one very important thing I needed to know: "Are you single?"

She chuckled, and I had a feeling I'd caught her slightly off guard. "I'm not married."

"That's not the same thing."

"That's true."

When she said nothing else, I asked. "So, are you?"

"Single? Not really. Otherwise I wouldn't be standing out here with you."

"Really?" I frowned. That seemed a little extreme. We hadn't even done anything. "But we're just hanging around."

Her eyes raised at me in a way that made me feel less of myself. "No, we're not."

The three words made my cock jerk to attention, as did the heat swirling in her gaze. If there'd been any doubt that she was feeling the same way I was, her words and that look just nixed that. She wanted me. And I most certainly wanted her.

Now I just needed to regroup and work out how the hell to get her. "We're not?"

"You're playing coy now?" She stroked her fingers in her hair. "And here I thought you didn't know how to be subtle."

"Okay, so if this isn't just hanging around, does that mean it's a date?"

"Let's just say I'm not usually this...excited about hanging out with a friend."

Oh, now that sounded promising. Especially since I was all kinds of excited myself.

"And just how excited are you?" I lowered my voice as if someone was standing, listening to us.

"Excited enough that I won't have to come over here again." She chuckled.

I rolled my eyes, feeling a bit ashamed at her response. "God, I haven't done this before."

"Done what?" I was so eager to know.

"Being so engrossed by a stranger I just met."

"So, does that mean I brought you out of your comfort zone?"

She hesitated, looking away. "Okay, you're really good for my ego."

"I could be better than that if you let me."

Our eyes locked and the air around us all but crackled with the tension thrumming between us.

"And what exactly does that mean?" she asked.

I flashed her my most devious grin and said, "Whatever you want it to."