Benefits With My Teacher

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I shifted and woke up due to the pain that spread through my lower body. Slowly, I sat straight, my lower abdomen stinging with pain. My limbs feel sore. My eyes were still half open and when I registered everything through, they popped open, wide like a ping pong ball.

To make sure of my theory, I peeked in between my body and the blanket that was sticking to my body like glue because of the cold, I found myself naked. Holy shit.

My eyes wander around the room. It was all too familiar. My eyes land on one well built body beside me that was fast asleep. To make things worse, he too was naked. I could see his ass for crying out loud.

I was speechless, not a thing was coming out of my mouth. I shook my head and wrapped the blanket around my body as I stood up. I let my eyes wander the room for the second time in the hope of finding any of my clothes. I found everything that I own except for my shoes by the bed.

Scurrying to the washroom, I dragged with me the blanket and my clothes so that I could change and when I was done putting on my clothes, I grabbed Mr. West’s toothbrush and used it to freshen up my teeth and rid of this disgusting morning breath.

I sat on the edge of the tub, my hands massaging the temples of my head as I registered things through.

Basically I just had sex with Mr. West whom just had sex with his ex, Tracy, before we did it last night and the fact that he isn’t my boyfriend anymore just made me sick bearing in mind that I was the one who did it made me want to vomit.

I don’t know how long I sat on the edge of the tub for. I stood up and ruffled the blanket on my arms. Once out of the washroom, I released it and get my phone and purse. After brushing my hair, I opened the door, ready to leave a sleeping Mr. West on his bed when he woke up and scared me saying:

“You’re leaving?” his voice was tired, sad, confused and husky all at the same time.

I couldn’t find my voice so I just nodded, my back facing him.

He gave out a cold, humorless laugh. “So this is it? Usually it’s the other way around. I’m regularly the one leaving first but I guess this time it’s different. You’re just different, maybe.”

“I’m not the one who had sex with my ex.” I whispered but loud enough for him to hear.

He let out another dry laugh. “Last time I checked baby doll, I became your ex before we had sex. Funny isn’t it? How it rhymes?” his voice was cold and monotonous. “How we both had sex with our exes.”

“You had sex with both of your exes in one night. Another record for you maybe.” I hissed and opened the door.

“You’re pissed off?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He slammed the door shut, letting my portal of exit close on me. “How did you think I felt when you lied to me all along?”

“Lied?” I croaked.

“Lied. L-I-E-D.” He spelled the word out for me. “Ya know, not telling the truth.”

I turned and faced him. “What did I lie about?”

“Don’t give that innocent crap Kate.” He snapped at me. “Stop bullshitting.”