When the ice melt (profxstudent)freenbecky

Victoria

Shut the fuck up and just enjoy the fucking view, Armstrong!" she hissed before she rolled her eyes and continued to fill-out the form.

I swallowed when my eyes returned to her sagging blouse.

I could already see her black brassiere and it's only a little bit before I can see her chest completely.

She wasn't really joking when she said that I should enjoy being in front of me, because she came even closer to me and then bent her body even more. Fortunately, I was in the back and the other students didn't notice.

She also periodically asks information about me so when I see that I'm about to see her whole breast, I close my eyes suddenly and then answer.

When she finished writing, she returned the ballpoint pen to my hand and arranged the paper on my desk without letting go of her gaze on me.

We also settled down but before she stepped to leave in front of me, she spoke softly.

"One week, Patricia. One more week and I'll shout to the world that you are mine. And what's mine, is mine. Got it?"

My mouth was open as I just followed her  retreating figure. Her hips were twitching a little so I quickly looked away and Miss faye and I met our eyes.

She was looking at me with a serious face and quickly looked away then returned to her table on the stage.

***

I parked my car in the garage when I got home. And based on the vacant seat on the left side of the place, I'm sure Daddy never came home.

What else can I expect, right? He doesn't stay here.

Sighing, I took the phone out of my pocket and tapped it.

"I'm home. Please message me  when you're going home too. Drive safely."

I sent the message to Miss freen  because I left earlier while she was still at school. They have a meeting because they are faculty members and after that they will have dinner outside. So now they might be having dinner since it's 10pm.

Why did the President call an emergency meeting so late? I would have liked to invite Miss freen  to have dinner outside earlier. That's exactly what happened.

And speaking of Miss freen, it looks like I really need to train myself to call her by her name without Professor or Miss when we are alone together.

I made my way to the house and my feet stopped walking when I realized that the door was not locked.

I turned the door knob and when I got in, I looked around the living room in surprise.

Only the light in the kitchen gives light inside the house so I stepped closer to it in surprise. I also heard a muffled noise from the inside so suddenly my heart beat faster. I'm sure there is someone in the kitchen.

I put my things on the couch and slowly walked towards the kitchen.

I slowly peeked to see who was there and my eyes widened as I breathed in that this person turned to me.

It was Victorina--is that right? Or Victoria whatever and she was sitting on a stool that seemed to be reaching for a hanging cabinet. It's also a bit clumsy because it's  a hard time reaching whatever she's taking.

But there is one more thing I noticed here that I denied.

She was wearing a creamy silk nighties that were so short and thin that even her underwear was visible inside. Goodness!