Mr.Langmore

Chapter seven

I had arrived home to a still empty house, I smiled imagining my mom at a spa finally being able to get out of the house. I checked the mail and they were all bills except one. A letter from the doctor regarding the STD exam Jacob made me take.

I opened it up anxiously and let out a breath of relief after reading it over and realizing I had no diseases down there. Which was pretty surprising I had to admit.

I took a long hot shower making sure I was clean in every corner and then waxed any places in need, painful but necessary, seeing as I couldn't afford to go to a salon before and get waxed I got used to doing it myself and have become quite good. I decided not to wear any underwear. Just a nude dress with tied straps that would easily have me naked in three seconds. It might have been seen as to eager but I don't care, I couldn't wait much longer, the images of him inside me were the only things I could think about all day.

I ordered an Uber at eight thirty and left my house. I wore a black coat and black heels and almost wore no dress under my coat but debated strongly against it.

As I got in the Uber and looked out the window I realized more than I had about what I was about to do...

Sleeping with your teacher was risky, stupid, and did I mention stupid?

It didn't matter, I wasn't going to turn back now, not after remembering how he made me feel... the feeling you get when you just want to be around them like a magnet. How you felt the pull when you weren't near them.

I stoped my thought in their track and bit my lip. Did I feel something more than lust for Will? I realized I did... It was strange listening to myself think about another person in another way than sexual. I tried to steer clear from love. Ever since my dad had left my mom for a younger girl after she was diagnosed I knew I never wanted anything to do with love.

Love wasn't something beautiful to me, it wasn't something I thought of or even believed in. Love to me was just two people using each other for their personal gain, wether sexual, emotional, financial... it's not real. All the songs about love made me sick and feel pity for people who believed in such a lie.

"Hey, mis, we're here." The old man driving my Uber said to me as I jumped a bit.

"Oh. Okay. Thanks." I said leaving the car. There was a slight stinging in my chest as I remembered my father and what he taught me about love. I wiped a small tear forming in my eye and took a deep breath as I walked buzzed his apartment outside the door.

"Hello." His voice said through the speaker and I smiled.

"Will, it's me." I said and the door immediately buzzed open.

I went up the elevator and found myself lingering in front of his door. I wondered if I was in the mood for sex right now seeing as I was clearly having a depressive episode.

What was I doing? I knew I felt something for him, what if this made it worse. Fear ran through me and I shut my eyes and looked to the ground as I was about to walk away and forget this even happened.

The door suddenly burst open and there he was . His soft brown eyes stared at me, he gave me a look that was comforting and I smiled. He scratched the back of his head a bit uncomfortably and I too felt myself a bit uneasy.

"Come in." He said in a low voice, his voice relaxed me and made me feel a bit warm I looked into his apartment and sighed. Who was I kidding? I wanted him so bad.

"Thanks." I said walking past him and into the fancy white apartment.

"This looks all too familiar." I joked hoping it would lighten the mood.