It's between me and you

Chapter 5

With Natalie's help, Andrew was able to relieve the tension. The girl knew how to satisfy him masterfully. Everyone at college thought they were a couple for some reason, and Natali too, even though she knew that Ledger had not promised her a relationship.

He was fed up with all the easy girls. He had already played bride and groom with one so much that he drank heavily for six months, expelling his first "love" from his memory with alcohol fumes. He had had enough. Now all he wants is an "in and out" relationship. He could even do it regularly, because he, like any normal guy in his twenties, wanted sex. A lot and often.

Natali never said "no", and the fact that the guy was single for life didn't put her off.

Back home, Andrew went to the pool. Many hours of training were an obligatory daily ritual. Only by splashing the water could a guy relax. That feeling, when his muscles tighten like a string and his ligaments tense, made him swim for hours. Swimming trained his body and trained his stamina. It was the one sport to which he gave himself wholeheartedly. Competitions were coming up, and he needed to be ready.

Andrew loved winning. In everything. And it didn't matter how he did it. If someone was ahead of him, he made an effort and beat his opponent, proving that there was no one better than him. It was the same in sports. Two years in a row Ledger had won the winner's trophy in the intercollegiate competition, and it would be the same this year.

He's the best, number one. No one can change his mind about that. Not even the bitch of a teacher who dared to call him "nothing" today.

Before he knew it, Andrew had been swimming for hours. It got dark outside, and his stomach churned demandingly. It was time to replenish the calories he'd burned.

The swimmer got out of the pool, quickly dried himself off with a towel, threw it around his neck, and went to his room. Judging by the voice coming from the living room, his father was home. Hmm. Wow. It must be Christmas Eve or some kind of pagan holiday, since dad had arrived for dinner. Although... even Christmas Eve he preferred to celebrate with friends or expensive chicks.

Just as Andy was walking down the hall, the doorbell rang. Paola, their elderly maid, hurried to open the door. Andrew had little interest in who might have come at this hour, because his father had been visited by his acquaintances and his many passions, whose names he did not even remember, so without stopping, he began to climb the stairs when what he heard made him slow down:

"William, good evening" His father's polite voice echoed through the dozens of square meters.

"Hello, Jacob, I hope we are not distracting you? " The gruff voice of the dean followed in response.

"No, come on. I called you, didn't I? And you must be Elena Narrell?"

Andrew turned around so sharply on the steps that he almost shamefully moved his ass right to their feet.

"Good evening" Modestly replied the same bitch, whom he had given an ultimatum just a few hours ago. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Ledger."

Wow, what a surprise. Aren't she and his dad spending their evenings in bed together?

Andrew did not wait for an invitation and came down himself, not embarrassed about his appearance. In a wet swimming trunks and with a towel around his neck. Elena was the first to notice him.

The girl immediately stretched like a string, as soon as a half-naked student was in front of the guests. The owner of the house turned around and clapped his son on the back.

"Andrew, have you had a chance to meet the new Spanish teacher?"

The boy grinned, defiantly eyeing the slender body wrapped in the tight black dress. Okay, well, she's not sleeping with his father - she's got one plus in her bank account, after all.