Please Professor / 18+

Chapter 4

As he sped off down the road he found himself eventually arriving at Ophelia's house, he pulled up outside, not too sure what to do. He sighed and exited his car walking to her front door, he knocked and waited.

A few minutes passed and eventually the front door opened, there stood Ophelia in just a t-shirt. 

"Hey? Is everything okay?" she questioned and moved aside for him to enter.

He nodded "Yes, I just wanted to see you."

"Are you sure? You don't seem okay?" She pushed.

"I found my wife cheating on me.." he spoke, not in a sad tone which shocked her. "I haven't ever truly loved her, I feel relieved but I had no where else I could go, my family live a couple hours away that's how I ended up here.

Unsure on what to say, Ophelia spoke "You're welcome to stay in my spare bedroom if you need to." she wasn't sure if that was appropriate or not.

"Thank you, if you don't mind that would be a big help whilst I find another place to stay until she moves out." he smiled at her.

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The next week went by quickly, Sarah agreed to the divorce, Kalen collected the belongings he needed from the his home, he owned the home but knew Sarah had no where else to go so allowed her to stay there until she made other arrangements. He was staying with Ophelia, nothing sexual happened, in fact they hardly spoke or saw each other. 

He was either at the university teaching or our with his friends at bars.

On this particular Saturday night he came back to her house, drunker than usual. 

Ophelia groaned and made her way downstairs to make sure he was okay to find him stumbling towards the stairs.

"Hey." he slurred.

"Hey to you too, need any help?" Ophelia asked. He nodded groggily. 

She struggled getting him up the stairs, with her being so tiny and his body weight was a lot for her to manage, eventually though they did make it upstairs. Ophelia led him to the spare room where he was staying and sat him on the bed. "Are you going to stay with me?" he asked.

"No Kalen, get some sleep." she answered and walked out of the room.

A couple hours went by, Ophelia was lay on her bed reading her book slowly falling asleep, she eventually gave in and switched her lamp off falling into a deep sleep.

The next morning she woke up to hear a lot of sound coming from the bedroom next door, she groaned and stood up, throwing a t-shirt on she left her bedroom and knocked on the spart room door.

Kalen opened the door, he had no shirt on and looked like a god standing before her. 

"What's going on?" She asked sleepily.

"I'm packing." he said so bluntly. 

"Why? What's wrong?" she was confused, she didn't understand why he was leaving so early in the morning.

"Sarah has moved out so I need to get back home, get everything in order and get myself settled back in." he spoke "Thank you for letting me stay here, you didn't have to." 

"No problem, it's been nice having the company." she admitted "It gets a little lonely in this house all by myself."

He stopped packing and looked down at her "I can always come and visit you if you wanted me to? I am only a call away." he reassured her.

As the morning went by and Kalen left, Ophelia found herself sitting on her sofa watching a random TV show, not really paying attention. She felt lonely again, even though she barely saw him when he was staying with her, it didn't feel so lonely. 

A whole week went by of him staying there, no flirting, no physical interaction. Nothing. 

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Before she knew it weeks had passed by without seeing him outside of class. He would glance her way but they hardly spoke. She worked on the assignment mostly alone. 

She was tired of waiting for him to speak to her now. She made her way to his office and knocked lightly, she heard a faint "Come in" from inside, so she did, opening the door and closing it behind her and locking it. 

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As Kalen heard the lock of the door he looked up from his paper work, to see Ophelia stood there in a very short pink floral summer dress.

"Ophelia, what are you doing here?" He questioned.

"You've been avoiding me Sir." she spoke softly, walking towards the big leather seat across from him, as she sat she rolled the chair back to make a little distance between them, slightly parting her legs. Her dress has hiked up as she has sat.

Kalen glanced down and could he she was wearing a pair of pink lace panties. He moved his eyes back to her face, shifting in his seat, he could feel his jeans tighten.

"I haven't been avoiding you." he cleared his throat knowing he had been "I have just been very busy with work." 

She rolled her eyes, knowing he was lying to her. She began playing with the hem of her dress making it lift slightly more, she knew what she was doing. She used to be so shy, but something about this man made her more confident, daring. 

"Ophelia.." he spoke "Your dress is a little short today don't you think?" he questioned. 

She blinked at him tilting her head. She rolled the chair forward to his desk, their legs brushed together. 

"Don't you like it?" she asked "I wore it for you, I thought you would like it."

He ran his hands down his face "I do like it, a lot" he admitted "Come here".

She obeyed and stood up, walking around his desk to him. He stood up and wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of his head "I didn't mean to make you think I was ignoring you, I'm sorry. I've just been so stressed with the divorce and work." 

She looked up to him and smiled sweetly "I understand."

They gazed into each others eyes for a few moments until Kalen spoke "May I kiss you?"

She nodded.

They both leant in, their lips meeting. This is the second time they have kissed, this time felt different, it felt warm, safe. 

"There's something about you, I cant quite put my finger on it, but it draws me into you." Kalen admitted. "It's more than just lust".

Kalen sat down in his seat, pulling Ophelia into his lap. She straddle her legs either side, she could feel his bulge pressing into her pussy. 

"You're hard Sir." she pointed out, Kalen laughed. 

"I usually am when you're around." he mumbled into her neck as he thrust his hips into her. He could feel the damp from her pussy soaking through her panties, his trousers and through his boxers. This only turned him on even more. 

But he didn't want to take her this way, he wanted their first time to be special. He didn't want her to just think that was all he was after.