My Teacher

Chapter 36

Tina's POV

Fortunately the staff were nice enough to compensate us for our troubles by giving us a bigger room with two bathrooms.

We were pretty much bed-ridden for the first two days. Abhay recovered soon enough but it took me a while to keep the meds down, and eventually I stopped throwing up.

Before I knew it we were back home and unpacking our bags.

"What shall we have for dinner?" I asked Abhay as I loaded our clothes into the washing machine.

"There's this new seafood restaurant that everyone is raving about, we can order in?" He suggested and I agreed.

Later that night we watched TV together. I laid across his lap and he stroked my hair. I was in heaven.

"Would you rather get eaten by sharks or attacked by lions?" I asked him.

"Preferably neither." He shrugged and I laughed.

"No you have to pick one." I looked up at him.

"Why? Is that how you plan on killing me?" He playfully raised an eyebrow.

"How did you guess?" I rolled my eyes and turned my head towards the TV.

He was quiet for while.

"Lions." He said eventually.

"Why?" I turned to face him again.

"Have you seen Jaws?" He asked and I shook my head. "Okay." He nodded his head. "We're watching that this weekend for our movie night. Then you'll see why. Anything that comes out from the ocean is bad."

"Well we just ate seafood, seems like you  enjoyed that a lot. " I pointed out.

"Now you see-" he started saying but then he stopped talking. He held up his index finger like how he did last time. His breathing became heavier and he quickly got up from the couch.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I watched him sprint to the bathroom.

I heard him hurl and then sighed.

"Not again." I laughed to myself.

I placed a cool towel over his head as he lay in bed under the covers.

"My poor baby. " I cooed.

"I'm fine, okay." He said with his eyes closed. "Just dehydrated. "

"Here have some tea." I gave it to him but he pushed my hand away.

"I said I'm fine."

"Alright alright." I shrugged. "I guess you were right though." I said as I stood at the door.

"About what?" He mumbled.

"Anything that comes from the sea is bad...especially that lobster you ordered." I giggled and ran out of the room as he threw a pillow in my direction.

Later that night I joined him in bed and listened to his soft snores.

I went to sleep peacefully...or so I thought.

At 5am I woke from bed with that same familiar feeling.

Oh no.

I ran to the bathroom and emptied my stomach.

What the hell is going on?

Curse you shrimp fried rice!

I brushed my teeth and washed my face.

I went back to bed and fell onto the covers.

"Ha-ha." Abhay said sarcastically and I hit his arm. "Shut up. "

"I guess your digestive system is just slower than mine... but looks like you got good poisoning too." He chuckled.

"Whatever." I mumbled and tried to go back to sleep.

It took me a while to recover, well, compared to Abhay. He was back to normal the next day.

I on the other hand...well I always took a bit longer to heal.

It also didn't help that I mistakenly drank expired milk in the fridge.

It was literally just my bad luck.

Eventually I got better and we laughed at the whole situation long after it was done.

Things were pretty much perfect between Abhay and I, except for hiding our relationship. But we said we'd take another holiday soon...far away from any sea and seafood.

I came home and kissed him on the forehead.

"How was your day?" He asked me.

"Okay." I shrugged. "My back is just hurting a lot."

"Oh?" He turned to face me. "Perhaps a massage might do the trick." He winked.

"Maybe." I raised my eyebrows.

"Good. Start with my shoulder and work your way down." He turned around to face his laptop again.

"Shut up. " I ruffled his hair playfully and he chuckled.

"You always carry such a heavy bag to campus, I reckon that might be the problem." He said and I agreed.

"I don't know I just feel weird." I spoke my mind and took off my jersey, leaving me in a tank top. "Anyway, how was your day?" I asked and checked my phone.

No answer.

I looked up at Abhay and saw his eyes fixated on my chest.

"Abhay?" I asked.

"Where did you get those?" He asked and I blushed.

"Uh...what?" I laughed lightly. It wasn't unusual for Abhay to stare at my breasts. But this was different.

"Did you get a new bra?" He asked and I let out a small laugh.

"No."

"New shirt?"

"You've seen me in this shirt before. " I pointed out. "What are you trying to say?" I asked.

"They got bigger." He said, astounded, but also his eyes were hooded.

I looked down at myself and squinted.

"Are you sure?"

"Baby," he sighed, "I've got every detail of your breasts engraved in my mind, trust me...they're bigger." He finally looked me in the eyes but then they fell directly to my breasts again.

"But how?" I asked.

"Stimulation." He shrugged. "Clearly you and I have been giving them more attention in the past few months and they're responding quite well to all that attention. " He nodded. "Very well." He bit his lip.

He just sat there quietly, staring.

"Abhay," I blushed, "can you control yourself for a little bit. " I laughed as he continued to gaze deeply at my chest.

"Nope." He said and finally looked into my eyes. "Remember when you asked me how I'd rather die? Lions or sharks?"

"Yeah."

"I'd like to add a third option."

I gave him a confused look. Where was he going with this?

"Your tits. I want you to smother me with them until I can't breathe." He smirked and my face was as red as a tomato.

He stood up. "So, you wanted a massage?" He smirked and held out his hand for me to take.

"There's no hope for you. " I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up.

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Author's note

Hot stuff coming up!