Oh bullocks

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Mr. Xavier's POV

I can't lie. I was anxious. I know I shouldn't have scheduled the tutoring session here in my house. Too many things can happen. I knew I was asking for trouble but I couldn't help it. I've been thinking about Shayana Applegate since that day in the airport. Of course at the time I thought she was of age. I was shocked to find out she was one of my new students.

Once I found out I suggested to the principal that she wouldn't be able to keep up if she wasn't properly tutored. Which worked out the way I wanted it to since I was asked to tutor her right after my suggestion.

She looked just like the day I met her, beautiful. I really didn't have papers to grade I just wanted to spend time with her without prying eyes. I look at the time and see that she should be arriving soon. I jump in the shower and quickly clean myself up.

Ding dong..

I hear the doorbell go off so I quickly grab my towel and make my way towards the front door while wrapping the towel around my waist. I knew I was still dripping wet from the shower but there was nothing I could do about that right now.

I swing the door open and can't help but check Shayana out. She was standing in my doorway in jean shorts and a white v-neck shirt. I could see the outline of her bra and that was enough to feel the excitement in my manhood. I step aside letting her into my home and all I could concentrate on was how good her arse looked in those shorts. I can feel my friend stiffen so I quickly excuse myself to put some clothes on.

I put on clothes as fast as I could and walk back to the living room when I hear a moan. Curiosity getting the best of me I approach the living room, not expecting to see the sight before me. Shayana was on my couch, her eyes were closed and she had her hand in her shorts. She was pleasuring herself on my couch! I look at her other hand and see that she has a picture of me.

I couldn't help but watch her. I wanted to go up to her, rip her clothes off and taste her juices. I wanted to make my fantasies about her, trust me I had a lot, come to life. I could feel my erection through my jeans. I want her but I can't. I could lose everything. Am I really willing to sacrifice it all for her? Great now I'm talking to myself. I watch her face, she's about to explode. The only way she's going to do that is with me.

*Cough

Her eyes flash open and I can tell she's shocked from her actions or me catching her. I look into her eyes and then down at the hand in her shorts and then back at her. I want her. I want to rip her clothes off. I want to replace her hand with mine. I want to be the one to give her all the pleasure she wants.. But I can't. We can never be together.

After our awkward moment I began to tutor her and find out that she's actually really smart. It's very attractive. Everything about her is attractive. I really need to stop thinking of her like that. She's a student and I am her teacher. Every fiber of my being is telling me to push away all the books and papers on the table and pound her into oblivion.

Two hours later

Shayana's ride wouldn't answer their phone so I had to drop her off. I couldn't help but think who this ride was. She kept saying it was a he. I don't know why I feel jealous of this guy and I'm not even with her.

When she was getting out of the car I grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards me. "Just so you know, you looked really sexy when you were playing with yourself on my couch. It took all my strength not to rip your clothes off and fuck you." The words spilled out of my mouth before I could stop it.

With that said she closed the door and walked towards the house. I couldn't help but sit and watch her arse sway from side to side. Oh bullocks I'm in trouble.

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