"That was great." Tom mutters as I hope out from the shower after our little "rendezvous"
"Thanks? I guess." I laugh as I slip on Tom's shirt and some of his boxers, he grins as I awkwardly flop onto his bed.
"Do you want to stay the night?" Tom asks, I know I'm going to regret this.
"Yeah, Tom can we talk?" I reply when Tom sits down on the bed.
"Sure thing!" Tom smiles a small little smile.
"I just want you to know, I don't understand my feelings to you, I mean I hate you, but when you ask for stuff, I can't say no. I just can't say no around you, I can't hate you when I'm around you, well actually that's a lie. I don't know how I feel." I blurt out as I crawl under the deep blue comforter of Tom's. The sheets are jersey sheets, so I cuddle up in them instantly.
"I mean, I guess I could say the same except I don't hate you for what you do to me. When I'm around you I accept the fact that I can't contain myself. It's something I've accepted. That's why, at least to me, this no strings attached thing is going to work. Because then neither of us really has to straighten out out feelings for each other." Tom remarks turning off his lamp on his side of the bed. I lay there still, thinking, analyzing, dissecting my feelings.
"Yeah, but still doesn't it bother you that I hate you a lot?" I ask, rolling on top of him.
"A little, but I could loose my job if this became real." Tom retorts, it sounds more like he is trying to talk himself out of something than to tell me.
"News flash, Tom, you already fucked me. You could loose your job for that." I say full of sass as roll off of him.
"Oh...yeah!" he acts surprised as I turn put my lamp. When I turn around to sleep, I find a pleasantly warm arm around my waist pulling me close.
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*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*
"Oh God, turn that obnoxious device off!" I scream in the morning.
"I'm getting my way to it!" Tom unwraps himself from me and slams the off button on the alarm clock. I yawn and stretch.
"So, Tom, my clothes are still sort of soaked except for my bra and underwear because they weren't wet in the first place, but do you have ANY thing I could possibly wear?" I complain as Tom stumbles out of bed and searched his drawers.
"I have some leggings left over from my last girlfriend, but she wasn't as toned and perfectly curved as you, so they may fit oddly." Tom compliments me As he grabs a Marvel The Avengers' t-shirt that luckily just covers my crotch.
I blush at the compliment, "Thanks, you're not to bad yourself there face and body." I compliment back. He gives me an awkward smile an goes to the bathroom to hop in the shower. I slip on the ebony tights and the shirt. After this I travel to his living area where he stripped me, once again, the night before. I grab my rain soaked clothes off the ground and throw them in his dryer. I know I'll be back.
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FanfictionTeacherXstudent. When Alyssa spends the night with a unknown man, the man turns out to be someone a little more important than "unknown" Her ENGLISH TEACHER!