A Fractured Lover (Student/Teacher)

Chapter 37

Mrs. Smith said nothing.

I walked out of her class warily with nothing more than a pleasant smile sent my way from my middle-aged professor. 

"That was... odd," I said to Ben as I walked with him down the Universities hallway on our way to the parking lot.

"Are you sure she knows? She could have just been looking at you because she liked your outfit?"

I let my eyes gander over my plain black jeans and light blue shirt before propelling my gaze back up to Ben's.

"Yeah, I don't think so."

"Then maybe she's just cool with it? Maybe she just saw how much McCoy was obviously taken with you and decided it was okay." Ben shrugged his shoulders as we pushed our way through the double doors leading outside into the parking lot, the day still bright and the sky illuminated with a certain glow that seemed just seep into your soul and brighten your mood with ease.

"God, I hope so."

Nathan had texted me after class as well, notifying me that Mrs. Smith didn't say anything to him either. She had simply wished him a good day as she left early to go home and see her baby. Apparently the call was regarding her baby and a fever that he had struck up. Nathan was to take over the rest of her classes for the day, which I knew he had to have been a bit psyched about.

I spent the rest of my Wednesday finishing up some homework for my Literature class that I had missed due to a certain professor of mine that couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself.

What pleasant, naughty memories.

By the time it had reached 6 o'clock, I had finished every bit of homework that I had and was cooking up some pasta for Rachel and I when I got a text message from Nathan.

I've got the classroom all to myself. Care to join me? ;)

A bolt of excitement and desire zipped through my body as I read his message.

I won't even begin to deny that I had definitely had many a fantasy of Nathan taking me in various positions all over his classroom. Those thoughts are what have preoccupied most of my time while awaiting the clock to hit that certain hour and I would be released from Mrs. smiths class now that Nathan was no longer the main professor.

I quickly typed back to him that I would be there within half an hour.

Turning the knob on the stove off, I poured the pasta into the strainer and added some butter, oregano, lemon and pesto, blended it all together and threw it into a container with a note for Rachel on it letting her know that I wouldn't be home for dinner and to eat without me.

Running to my bedroom to change my outfit, I felt like my body was a live wire. My limbs were vibrating in anticipation and excitement and I couldn't keep the grin off my face due to the thrill of it all.

To be a completely frank, I'm a bit surprised that Nathan is being so adventurous with how Mrs. Smith acted towards both of us in class today. But that fact alone, only made it more riveting, not to mention arousing.

I sorted through my underwear drawer like a woman on a mission. When my fingers finally came in contact with lace material, I folded them around it and tugged the under garment to the top of the drawer. One of my only matching sets of undergarments came into my view.

The deep red, laced bra and thong set stared up and me teasingly and I could only imagine the face Nathan would dawn when he set his eyes on this seductive outfit.

After putting on the set, I threaded my way through my closet until I found a deep red, short dress that would go perfectly with what I had on underneath. Not that I planned on the dress staying on for much time at all.