The Professor (not being continued)

chapter four

Baileys POV
Thursday 6:30 am
TW: cussing, kinda slight smut? Idk

BEEP BEEP

ugh.
You turn your phone off, groaning in frustration. You and Jane were gonna wake up earlier than usual to go out for breakfast.

You look over to see Jane was still passed out sleeping.

You walk over quietly, placing your hands on her shoulders.

"WAKE UP" you shout, frightening Jane awake.

"What the fuck, Bai" she says, rubbing her face.

"You need to get up if we still wanna go get breakfast today" you tell her. She grabs her phone, checking the time.

"Ok ok I'm getting up." She says, throwing her legs over the side. She gets up, walking over to the bathroom. You walk over to your closet, swiping through your selection.

"Nope... Nope" you said, looking through. Finally, you found this dark floral dress that's mid thigh and has fun puffy sleeves on it. Jane walks out, standing in front of you.

"Cute" she says, yawning. She walks over to her side of the closet, looking through. She decided on some mom jeans, a red cropped tank top with a big cardigan over it. She put on her Doc Martens, cuffing her jeans.

"You look good" you smile over to her.

"You do too Bai" she smiles back. You twirled around, giggling. Wearing dresses like this made you feel beautiful, like a princess. You put your black combat boots on with it.

You walked over to the bathroom to get your hair and makeup done. Pulling your hair up into a bubble ponytail, you smear on some natural makeup. You walk out to wear Jane was standing, waiting for you.

"Trying to impress someone I presume?" You looks at me, wiggling her eyes brows.

"Oh stop" you punch her arm. You grab your sweater, sliding it on. Grabbing your keys, you head out the door.

———————time skip——————-

We finally arrive at the old classy dinner about fifteen minutes away from the campus. One of the waiters seated you in a booth, taking your drinks.

"Water please" Jane says.

"Me too" you add. She walks away, leaving you and Jane alone. You guys talk about the small things, until Jane brings up him.

"So uh Mr. Gardner huh?" She says, looking up from her hands. You slightly choke on your water, coughing into your arm. Once you've calmed yourself down you stared over at her.

"Excuse me?" You ask, confused a little.

"Mr. Gardner? You gotta thing for him?" She asks, pointing at her with her fork.

"Well-" you start.

"Hey I'm not judging. He's not bad looking guy. I just- you know- go for the ones around my age. Like Mr. Henderson." She says.

Mr. Henderson was the theatre teacher at the college. He was fairly younger than most teachers, and definitely more fit too.

"He's to young. I guess I've always had a thing for older men. Just maybe didn't think 23+ years." You laugh at the last bit, taking a sip of your cold water.

You guys finish up your food, talking and enjoying each other's company.
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Mr. Gardners POV
Thursday 7:55 am

5 minutes.

All Nathan has had on his mind was you. Bailey Bates, the only girl to have him in such a star struck phase.

He sits in his office chair, tapping his fingers impatiently. He just wanted to see you again. He closed his eyes and imagined your pink lips around his red cock, taking every inch of him like a good girl.

He tugs at his pants, trying to make space for his growing length. Finally, he hears the door open, and there she is. She is walking in with a group of students, but his eyes stayed glued to her body.

She was wearing a mid-thigh dark floral dress. The dress fit around her curves stunningly, the top pushing out her breasts.

'I'm never gonna be able to focus' he thought. She sits down and finally looks up at him to see he was already staring at her. She bit her lip, looking down at her tablet.

He noticed he's been zoned out for far too long. He clears his throat, standing at the front of the class.

"Good Morning Class".