Please Professor / 18+

Chapter 2

As the night rolled out, both Kalen and Ophelia tossed and turned all night, waking up ever hour or say, anxious of what tomorrow would bring. 

Hours later, the sun began to rise and with the sun morning sun shining through the crack in the curtains Kalen woke, he quietly got up out of bed and made his way to the bathroom to freshen up.

Reaching for his toothbrush he glanced at the bathroom clock, 7:34am, he sighed, still hours away from seeing Ophelia. All he could think about was seeing her green eyes, those green eyes he got lost in during most classes.

He continued his morning routine, and went off to pick his clothing for the day. He's going to her house he wasn't sure on what to wear, so he settled on some comfy straight leg grey jogging bottoms and a tight plain white tee. Perfect he thought. 

After that, he went about his morning wondering what Ophelia was doing, was she up and just as excited about the day as he was? Or was she still sound asleep in bed? 

He decided to text her after breakfast "Good morning Ophelia, I hope you slept well? Send me your address once you are awake. I'll be at yours for 12pm."

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A loud ping from Ophelia's phone woke her up, she groaned and rubbed her eyes not sure what time it was. 

Reaching for her phone off of he bed side table she saw she had a text from Kalen, she smiled to herself. The time read 8:59am. She groaned texting him back with her address.

Later that morning Ophelia mulled over what she should wear. Afterall its only her professor coming over, they'll be studying. 

Finally she settled on some comfy tight little lilac gym shorts with a simple black vest top along with some fluffy socks. Unsure if it was appropriate she decided it was, it was her home after all and she wanted to be comfortable. 

As the hours passed, the time slowly began to approach 12pm, and she grew more and more nervous. 

'knock knock' she heard at the front door, she nervously walked to the door, checking the time on the hallway clock, 11:55am, he's a little early. Something about him being early to see her gave her butterflies.

Opening the door she saw him, a slightly heat rose to her cheeks as she saw him rake his eyes along her body, suddenly she wasn't too sure if what she was wearing was appropriate. Too late to change now, she thought.

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As Kalen stood there taking in the sight of her in her little outfit he contemplated if this was a good idea him being at her house, how would he be able to concentrate on their study session.

Ophelia led him to the kitchen to offer him a drink, as she walked he could see the shape of her bum perfectly through her little shorts, slightly poking out from under them, he tried to distract himself by speaking.

"So, who do you live with?" he questioned, thinking at least if she lived with someone then things would have to stay professional.

"It's just me, I rent this house from my parents. Once the rent pays off their mortgage for them it'll be signed over to myself as the home owner."  She replied. He gulped, she lives alone how would he be able to stop himself if things got a little out of control?

"What would you like to drink?" She spoke, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Water is fine Ophelia." He replied, liking how her name sounded.

Once they had their drinks, he followed her throughout the house and up the stairs, watching her as she climbed them, how perfect her body looked from behind. They approached what he assumed to be her bedroom, as they walked in he was met with a cosy bedroom, sandy coloured walls, pastel pink bed sheets, and a plushie carpet.