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An Office Hours Meeting
After an Office Hours Meeting…teaser story
An Empty Conference RooM
As her heartrate began to return to normal, she began to feel very exposed. She was, after all, only left in what she wore under her dress. She started looking around, trying to figure out where her dress had landed. He realizes what she is looking for and leans over her to retrieve it from the chair it was flung over. He hands it to her slowly, making sure his hand touches hers.
“Thank you” she mutters. He steps back to allow her to slide her feet into the dress. She stands, shimmying in over her hips and glances over at him as he pulls on his pants. As he buttons them up she stands in front of him, presenting her back. “Would you mind?” she asks, pulling her dark hair over shoulder, out of the way of the zipper.
He just stares at her bare back for a moment. “Oh, of course” He moves to help. She glances over her shoulder to study his face for a moment.
“Do you really crave me?” She feels his fingers lightly brush against her skin as he pulls up the zipper. Little electric shocks.
“Seriously?” he’s slightly incredulous as he feels it’s so obvious but as she turns to face him and he sees her look up at him through her long lashes, her eyes so round and innocent. He barely manages to hold back his groan as he places his hands lightly on her hips. She nods lightly, refusing to look at him directly now. He hooks a finger under her chin to force her eyeline to his. “Unequivocally” he states evenly. “I thought it was obvious I wanted you from the moment you first appeared in my classroom. And it’s only gotten worse the more I learn. You’re gorgeous and sharp, witty” he pauses and motions to her up and down “and oh god, so fucking sexy. It’s really not fair”
“really?” she can’t believe the man she had been lusting after for months is in front of her saying this.
He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, stepping back. “You’ve been in my thoughts a lot this semester but since you were in my office…” he pauses; he’s pacing back and forth “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I even –“ he cuts himself off, frustrated
“yes?” she steps forward and grabs his hand.
He sighs, resigned. “I even kept touching myself, playing it over in my head. Several times.”
She blushes furiously but breaks into a wide smile as she places her palm against his still bare chest. “Me too. Every night since.”
His eyes snap to hers, surprised. He stifles a chuckle. “Well at least I’m less worried I took advantage of you now.”
“took advantage?” she laughs “I’ve been dreaming of jumping your bones for quite some time. I was worried you just went along with it because I was being so obvious, and you had a what the hell kind of moment.”
He smirks back. “Jumping my bones, huh?’
She rolls her eyes but places her other arm around his neck. She kisses him softly.
“I do feel better now. But –“
She pouts. “No buts.” Her hands slump down his chest. So close.
He grabs each of her hands in his. “But” he pauses but she waits “this is a terrible idea. I’m still your teacher and this gets very complicated, very fast.” He sighs. “However, I’m starting to think you’re like a drug. The more I am given, the more I want. The more I learn, the more I want to know.” Her smile is melting his resolve as he speaks but forces himself to stay strong. “So here’s what I’m thinking.” He pauses to swallow and take a breath. She looks up at him, patiently waiting. “I’m only human so I don’t think I could stay away forever. Especially because this was freaking fantastic. I’m only actively teaching you for another four weeks. Let’s behave until the semester is over so it’s at least a little less risky”
She chews on her bottom lip, contemplating his proposal. She knows it’s logical and probably the right move, but she doesn’t want to wait a month for another moment like this. “Interesting.” She tries to read his expression. “If that’s what you want” she says slowly. She backs away, purposefully turning to bend over and pick up his shirt and jacket. She hands it to him, being sure to run her hands along his chest as she does.
He groans. “I wouldn’t say want so much as it is necessary.” Why is her ass so perfect? He thinks.
“Necessary. Right.” She fixes her heels and smooths down her dress, keeping her eyes on him as he buttons his shirt. “Okay.” She stands in front of him again. “But, know this” She presses herself against him, her heels high enough that she can whisper in his ear “Every time I touch myself between now and then” she tugs his earlobe between her teeth “will be to thoughts of you.” She steps back and smiles at his slightly pained expression. She saunters over the door. “We really should get back upstairs.”
He groans as he straightens his tie before following her shadow out the door.
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