Chapter 2

The next day, Brenda arrived in the library an hour earlier. Justin came just in time. He looked dashing in his light green shirt and beige coat and tie.

He’s such a nerd and a stuck-up, Brenda grinned impishly. Wait till I get my hands on his phallus. She smiled, elated to have a challenge on her doorstep. She loved challenges!

“Let’s start about the various specific properties of these substances,” Justin used a pad paper to write on.

They were seated, side by side, on the small table; their bodies close and their knees and shoulders almost touching. From afar, they were like lovers planning for their wedding. Brenda can smell the clean, tangy odor of his cologne, and it made her want to lean closer to him.

Justin sensed this and he tried to move farther, but . . .

“Is the double bond found in this carbon atom?” Brenda pointed to the diagram on the table.

He had to move back closer to see what she was pointing at. As she pointed, her cleavage appeared. She did it on purpose to seduce the professor. His eyes darted to the smooth curves of her firm breasts.

Brenda heard his pulse thunder, while his eyes twitched and his pupils dilated. It took several interminable seconds before he replied, “Yes, yes, that carbon atom.”

“The esters will normally attach to this double bond and discard one hydrogen atom, right?” Brenda peered at him at close quarters that they were nearly kissing. She could smell his minty hot breath against her lips.

Brenda expected him to pull away but he was galvanized into inaction, his eyes transfixed on her inviting lips, and her hot body rousing a wild animal instinct from within him.

“Right,” he murmured gruffly, tensing up. He was thinking, good heavens; this little brat is seducing me.

Brenda’s thighs were now gently rubbing against his. She had been educated since primary school in a convent, under the strict supervision of nuns; that was why she was still a virgin at 19. She wanted to get laid and experience the mind-blowing orgasm that her roommates were avidly talking about. The library was closing in an hour and they were not yet done with the chapter.

“Can we continue the lessons in your house?” Brenda leaned on him as close as she could, and breath into his ear. “I may be able to share some important info as well,” she licked her upper lips as she spoke.

Justin was speechless. It was the first time that his body reacted wildly. There were similar instances before but he had managed to remain calm and indifferent. He was astonished that Brenda was able to arouse his lustful feelings. His penis was awakening from its deep slumber. His mind refused, but his body clamored for more.

Brenda knew she won. She cleared the table and stood up, “let’s go, professor.”

Without a word, Justin followed her like an automaton. He was in a daze and seemed to be hypnotized. She knew exactly where his car was parked. Justin opened the door for her and she stepped in giddily, joyful of her success.

In the car, she rested her hands on Justin’s thigh indifferently. Justin gasped. Then she began caressing it. He trembled and his dick started to rise to the occasion. “Stop, we’re on school grounds,” he whispered sharply at her.

She stopped and transferred her hand into her own breasts. “Do you know that I’m still a virgin?” she stated, as he started driving away from the university premises. “I want you to deflower me, Dr. Justin Ellis,” she whispered lustily, deliberately showing him how she was fondling her breasts.

Justin glanced at her, “You’re my student,” he said sotto-voce, trying to maintain his composure. “This is prohibited.”

“I’m an adult and will be graduating next month. What’s there to stop us?” she stated, dismayed at his prudence.

He swallowed as Brenda continued toying with her tits and nipples. “I’ve mastered masturbation because there were no men around,” she disclosed, inserting her hands inside her panty. Justin’s manhood stood erect as the musky scent of vaginal juices emanated from her. She was wet and ready.

He abruptly braked to a stop and opened the door. “Please, get out,” he barked in a controlled voice. His face was a mask of conflicting emotions.

Brenda was certain that he was ready to go off any moment. She attempted to stay put but he pushed her off the door, and left her standing forlornly at the curb.

She was indignant and frustrated. You’re a pompous prig, she yelled at him silently, her body smoldering with unfulfilled desires. To hell with you, she gritted her teeth and began walking towards her dorm. If that’s what you want, I’ll give it to you, she muttered to herself.

It took superhuman effort for Justin to let Brenda go, when all he wanted was to hold her in his arms, kiss her and fuck her until she cries out loud for more. He had to make sure that it wasn’t merely a shot out of the blue. She was his student after all. He felt a moral obligation to take care of her.

School the next day was a pain in the ass. Brenda, her body worn-out and grieving had lost all its energy. She was listless as she prepared herself for school. I’ll show him that it didn’t matter to me at all, she decided firmly. She entered the class beaming with false gaiety, “Good morning everyone, anyone interested in a party tonight?” She announced. “There will be drinks and food, my treat,” her classmates cheered, and that was when the professor walked in.

“What’s the riot all about?” Justin queried.

“Miss Stuart has invited us for some drinks this evening,” someone piped in.

“Oh, I see,” Justin turned to stare at Brenda, who was intentionally flirting with one of her classmates.