The Neighbor (Re-addition) Woman x Intersex

5

'Don't worry..you're next.'

The student's voice haunted Anita's thoughts as she stared down at the pile of papers that laid across her dining room table. She couldn't help but cross her legs, the image of the small woman being rammed into by Angel making her completely intoxicated.

She couldn't believe what she witnessed, and the student's words just shook her even more. Anita never ran to her car so fast in her life, driving away as fast as possible to avoid the student's intense stare. She nearly cried, her clit so swollen and erect as it brushed against her underwear with every movement that she couldn't help but pull over and grind against her seat until she fell apart, biting the velvet seat as she tried to keep quiet.

But even then she still wasn't satisfied, driving home with soaked panties and an irritated look on her face.

Anita sighed and continued to grade her papers, staring down at Angel's before swallowing hard, her eyes hooded slightly as she started to read the student's work, laughing lightly. She knew she set herself up for this, but still came to a shock as her nipples hardened at the student's beautiful yet erotic words.

The brown trees, it's roots grounded to the dirt like nails digging into a body of flesh. It dripped with water between its branches, leaking down as it swayed with the movement of the wind slipping between the cracks and spaces that were exposed to anyone's touch. Their branches tangled in their lovers hair, eyes shut in ecstasy as their lips parted with moans drifting through the breeze as they moved like two hurricanes fighting for dominance. They danced in the wind, their branches shifting and connecting with one another while the thunder built in their trunks until they finally released, their laterals quaking as they connected while lightning struck down from the heavens as they cried out to the angels behind their eyelids.

It was the best one yet. Everyone else put bullshit except for Angel. She actually thought it out and orchestrated a beautiful poem that she couldn't help but tear up. She teared up because wanted to hate the alluring student, but instead she did nothing but desire not only her body but her brain.

"Brilliant." Anita sighed as she wrote a large 'A' on top of the paper before putting them away. She stared at at the now empty table before looking at the time.

10:18 pm.

She sighed and stood, walking over to the kitchen and grabbing her half- empty bottle of red wine before walking upstairs to her bedroom, her bare feet touching her porcelain floors as she shut the door and walked over to the balcony. She placed the bottle down and grabbed her leather-bound journal before shutting the balcony door and sitting at the small table, looking out at the view of the houses and buildings that surrounded her vision.

Anita poured her wine into her glass and sipped it as she opened her journal. It's been a while since she's written, the divorce taking away her creative spark for some time. Then again, the entire marriage with her ex-husband took away a lot of things.

She flipped through the pages, her fingers caressing the used pages, as her eyes roamed the small drawings and words written when she still felt like herself. She smiled at the memories, finally reaching a blank page before sighing.

Just write it out. No one will see it.

She grabbed her pen and finally spilled her insides onto the page, allowing herself to fully release how she's been feeling for some time. Her tears dripped onto the page, the bottle of wine completely gone and some small drops of the red liquid polluting the tips of the paper as she wrote and wrote. Three pages were full of her ambivalence and her desires when she finally admitted to herself that she might be infatuated with her student after grieving the divorce between her and her long time partner.