Teachers Make the Best Tutors

Part Three

The shower echoed a pop of suction as Chloe leapt off her toy. "Oh shit!" she whispered frantically, grabbing a towel that seemed to be the smallest of them all. "I'm coming hold on!" She yelled as she scrambled to dry her feet and legs off. Pacing towards the door with her icy hair stiffening her nipples Chloe twists the handle and cracked it open.
There in front of her was Mathew, her slacking 20 year old student who was always somewhere else instead of class. He was wearing gray athletic shorts and a dull red tank top. Mathew had sandy blonde hair that was tightly slicked to the side while his face was complemented by his black framed glasses. "I thought I'd show up early to get this done quicker for both of our sakes." He spoke with a smirk before gesturing towards the door. "May I come in?"
Chloe's hair was draped down her one shoulder that was peaking out from behind the door "Yeah sure, I wasn't expecting you so soon and I was in the shower." She opened the door to let him inside along with a wave of humid air that almost choked her. His sneakers creaked the hardwood floor underneath him before she pointed to the pair of slippers "Shoes off please." She spoke before shutting the door behind him and turning to face him. Mathew stood at 5'10" and Chloe was reminded how short she was compared to anyone. She looked up and down his figure while he looked around at the interior of the house. "You have a lovely home Ms. C" he spoke before he turned to face her and see her covered in a skimpy towel while water trickled out from her roots to be soaked up by the towel. "Why thank you Mathew, I'll show you to the desk and then I'm going to get dressed. So fallow me please." He shook his head in compliance before Chloe guided him to couch "Actually wait right here, the desk is inside my room and I still need to clean up." Mathew spoke gently "it's alright Ms. C I can work right here." She nodded and patted the back of the couch. "Well get started young man, I'll be out shortly." With that she turned back to her room and walked a few paces before hearing the click of a smartphone camera, whipping her head around to see Mathew taking a selfie. "Mathew, work. Don't make me hide your phone."
"Alright, alright. I was just telling my friends I'm busy." He rattled off before she huffed silently and continued to her bedroom. "You're always too busy for work aren't you?" She thought as she grabbed the handle to her door and swung it open to step into the heated room. She sighed of exhaustion of the heat before stepping in and closing her door.
"Now, what to wear." She thought...