College Girl

Chapter 4

I sit awkwardly next to Liberty in the dark as the movie plays. I occasionally glance over at her beautiful chocolate skin, and quickly turn back to the tv when she moves. Damn, I can't lust after my students like that. She catches me looking at her at one point and smiles. I smile back and whisper,

"Are you hungry? We ordered some food."

She shrugs and responds," Sure. I can eat."

I stand up and wait for her. I can't help but notice the size of her ass in those joggers. When was the last time I got me some? Three weeks? Scarlett hasn't been around much to do anything.

We walk to the kitchen and I grab two plates from the cupboard. She stands uncomfortably next to me as I hand her a plate.

"You don't need to be shy around me, Liberty. I'm a normal person."

She blushes.

"Sorry. It's just that I've never been in the predicament before."

I chuckle.

"Help yourself to some food."

I open a box of still warm pizza and grab a couple slices. Then I spoon some rice into my plate. Liberty follows suit by taking some slices of pizza and forking some lo mein into her plate.

"Wanna sit here and eat?" I ask

"Yeah. Sure." She responds.

I grab a stool and sit in front of the counter. I pat the seat next to me to show her I want her to sit here. She comes over and sits. We both dig in and eat silently for a while.

"I notice that you're not from around here." I say unexpectedly.

She looks at me and smiles.

"I'm not. Does my accent give it all away?"

"It does. You don't have a southern brogue. You speak way too clearly."

She laughs and says," I'm from Connecticut. Where are you from?"

"I'm from Virginia, but I live here during the school year to teach. I'm back and forth."

When she takes a bite out her pizza, I notice how she carefully licks her lips.

"Why'd you pick Howard?"

"Howard was interesting to me. It wasn't my first choice but I love the idea of HBCUs."

Silence.

"You look so young. How old are you anyway?" She asks.

"I'm only 25. Pretty young, but hey. I did what I had to do. I just did it faster than most. How old are you?"

"I'm 21."

I raise an eyebrow, and she notices my reaction.

"Does that bother you, Trey?" She asks with a bit of an attitude.

"Nah. Just surprised."

After finishing our food, we continue talking casually in the kitchen.

"Your boyfriend might get upset if he knows you're here." I say teasingly.

She laughs and pushes my arm. My slick way of finding out if she has a man.

"Hell no. You're my teacher. He can't get mad. It's your girlfriend you should be concerned about." She says smirking.

So she knows how to play.

"She'll have to understand that you're my student." I accidentally lick my lips. She notices and blushes.

"We should get back to the movie." She suggests while standing up.

"Alright." I say.

We head back, but this time, I sit closer to her. I whisper some funny comments about the movie in her ear to make her giggle. The others look at us, clearly annoyed.

Once the movie is over, Liberty's friends call her over. I walk to the kitchen where Dwayne, Chris, and August are chilling. I walk to the fridge and feel them staring at me.

"You tryna hit that, Trey?" August says jokingly.

"Man, shut up. I'm just tryna be polite." I respond coming back up with a water bottle.

They look at each and burst out laughing. I roll my eyes.

Chris says,"She's one of your students. How you gonna cover this up?"

"There's nothing to cover up. We're both in relationships and we respect each other's boundaries."

"Whatever man." Chris responds and the topic quickly changes to sports.

"We're leaving!" Rihanna calls out.

"I guess we should be leaving too. It's late." August says. It is 1am.

Dwayne and Chris agree and they leave with the girls. I catch Liberty before she leaves my house. She's still in the family room. She sees me walk in and smiles.

"I had a nice time tonight." She says.

I walk up to her and touch her hand. The contact sends electric waves through me.

"Me too. See you in class?"

"Yes, Trey."

"Let's keep this our little secret, okay?"

"Of course." She responds.

I walk her to her car, and watch her leave. I'm so horny right. Once inside the house, I send Scarlett a text.

"You awake, baby?"

Two minutes later.

"Yeah. What's wrong?"

"I'm want you. I'm horny af. Come thru."

"I'm coming" she responds a minute later.

She comes 30 minutes later and I tear that ass up. What's crazy is that I'm thinking of Liberty the whole time. I can't get her image out of my head.