Re-meeting Miss. Allan

Chapter Three

Miss Allan's POV

"Iz, what the hell is wrong with me!?" I was freaking out on the phone to my best friend, Isabelle. I heard her chuckle at my misfortune. "Well, it is pretty hot that you have a thing for your student." She teased. "Not funny, Iz. This is really bad. What if she tells someone? What if I lose my job? Why did I even do that!?" I said to my best friend, still losing my mind. "Just calm down, okay? I'm sure everything will be fine, you're probably worrying for no reason." I sighed at this. "You're probably right. She doesn't seem like the type to go to the head of the school or the police for a matter over something small like this, I guess." I responded, feeling a little better. "Of course, I'm right, now go to sleep and call me tomorrow." "Will do, bye Iz." And with that I ended the call. One thing I always loved about Isabelle was she could always find the right words to ease my nerves.

I sighed and collapsed in my bed.

Thinking and hoping Skyler won't confront me on my earlier actions I fell asleep, soundly.

I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing, I looked over at my alarm clock and I still had a few hours before my alarm went off. Groaning in annoyance I picked it up. "Hello?" I said into the phone, with a raspy morning voice. "Hey, sis, what's up?" My oh so lovely brother said to me. "Are you screwing with me right now? You woke me up for no good reason to fucking ask what's up?" I replied, irritated beyond belief. He knew I was bitchy in the mornings which is why I wasn't surprised when he laughed lightly at my response. "Well aren't you just a ray of sunshine," I sighed in annoyance. "Well, excuse me for being grumpy when i could have been sleeping still if you didn't call me." I responded. What can i say, I'm not a morning person. "I was calling to ask how it went with the hot student?" I groaned at this. I was still dreading my earlier actions with my student.

I went on and told him what i did and he just listened until i was finished. Then suddenly he started laughing. "What the hell, David? What is so funny?" I said, getting irritated. "You actually made a move on your student?" He kept laughing at me. "Yeah, i know and it was stupid. Just... shut up. Im going to get ready for work, call me later when you aren't being an ass" and with that said, i hung up on my asshole brother and went to head to the shower to get ready for my day, praying it won't go badly.

Skyler's POV

I woke up with a slight headache due to a restless sleep. I couldn't figure what to make of what my professor did. She actually made a move on me; her student. I mean, there's no denying that she was unbelievably gorgeous and had an amazing personality- as far as i was aware of, but she was still my professor and I was still her student. What were her intentions though? This is something that i couldn't figure out for the life of me. I could always confront her about the issue and go to class early to talk to her about it privately.

I was now at the university, I came in early, deciding that I am in fact going to confront Miss. Allan. I went and picked myself up a coffee from the cafeteria first and then headed to the classroom. The door was open so I figured that's why she didn't notice me walking in. She was reading something on her desk, concentrating and biting her lip; as if she were deciphering some difficult equation. I walked in further and stood up straight then cleared my throat.

She finally looked up and upon seeing me her face seemed to pale. "Hello Skyler, class doesn't start for another twenty minutes." She said matter-of-factly. I smirked at that. "I know." I simply stated. She replied with a quiet "oh" and then bit her bottom lip, which I'm guessing is a nervous habit, although, she looked damn attractive doing it.

"Well, do you need something?" She asked, playing dumb as I walked to her desk at the front of the desk. "Actually yes, I wanted to talk to you about yesterday. When you dropped me off home." She looked as if she was more nervous now, if that was even possible. She probably thought I was going to rat her out to the university. I'm not that cruel. Sure, it was uncomfortable- especially since the way she acted towards me caused me to get all hot and bothered.

"Oh, I see. What about yesterday?" She was definitely playing dumb. There was no denying it now. Deciding I would have a bit of fun with this I leaned over her desk with a bit of my cleavage showing. "Oh, I think you know what about, Miss. Allan." I whispered, seductively. I watched her as her gaze looked me over and her eyes swirling with some lust. She cleared her throat looking everywhere but me. "I think you'll have to freshen my memory." she said, shyly, clearly not wanting to admit what she did.

I don't exactly blame her, I mean she's my professor and acted very inappropriate the other night, no matter how sexy it was. And it was indeed just that. I hummed to myself. I pulled up a nearby chair right beside her. And I mean right beside her. I placed a hand on her knee, innocently. "Are you sure you don't remember?" I whispered, almost seductively. "I-I don't k-know," she stuttered in nervousness. To be completely honest I thought it was just too adorable. I started drawing invisible pattens on her knee, then slowly moved my hand a little further. My hand reached to the same spot she had her hand that night before she had removed it. I then spoke "Why are you so nervous?" I said, softly and ever so innocently.

She then nervously started chewing on her lip, well aware of the words I was mimicking that first came from her. When she didn't respond I moved my hand to the inside to her thigh and slowly moved upwards and just brushed her intimate area. When that happened she let out a small gasp. Her hands were gripping the edge of her desk, knuckles turning white. I couldn't help myself now, I don't know just what got into me but I proceeded to rub on her very intimate and sensitive area and she seemed to try to stop it but she let out a small whimper, which just turned me on more. Now her nails were digging into the desk as if she was trying to resist giving in. "S-Skyler," She stuttered out in a hoarse and strained voice. Being the determined and dominant person I am, I decided to take it further. I leaned in and nibbled on her ear ever so lightly and felt her shiver. "Yes, Miss. Allan?" I said a bit seductively.

I then stood up and she looked disappointed form the lack of attention she received from me. I then walked behind her and kissed the back of her neck resuming what I was doing to her lower region and snuck my other hand down her shirt and touched her breast. She was shocked by this and she let out a very attractive moan. I just barely glanced at the time and saw there was a few minutes left until the bell rang, smirking to myself, knowing I totally had payback for the other night I removed my hands and then spoke. "I'm terribly sorry, Miss. Allan, but the bell is about to ring. I should get to my seat." I said, professionally and innocently. She looked at me with a shocked expression before she recovered. "Um, y-yes of course, S-Skyler." she stuttered.

Okay, maybe she hadn't entirely recovered.

There was the sound of a door shutting and I shot up awake. I was confused as to what in the hell happened and why in the hell I would dream about something so inappropriate I shook the thoughts away and straightened myself out. I looked over after being stuck in my thoughts for a few moments and Miss. Allan was crouched beside me with a very concerned facial expression. She rested a gentle hand on my knee. "Skyler, I've noticed it doesn't seem like you've been able to rest much. I'm starting to grow concerned." She said, stating what was on her mind. It was just like that and a switch went off. I abruptly stood up. "Well you don't need to be concerned, my outside life is none of your business." I snapped sharply at her. Her eyes widened in surprised and a look of sadness crossed her eyes but just as soon as it came it was gone. "That's understandable. You can leave now." She said sternly but it was clear she was hurt. Why? I wouldn't know.