Dirty Affairs With My Professor

RYAN

I sat at one corner of the coffee shop while I patiently waited for Tom and Peter to show up as promised. We had agreed to meet here and discuss our school group project. But here I am, sitting my ass, and hoping to see anyone, but then…no one is coming.

They were taking longer than expected, and to make matters worse, they weren't even picking my calls.

I glared around the coffee shop, then my eyes caught up with a lady. Not just a lady but the goddess herself.

She was drop dead gorgeous. And better yet—the seat beside her was free, so I thought maybe I should just say hello to her.

I made a beeline for the vacant seat, and since it wasn't looking like whoever she was waiting for was going to show up any moment from now, I decided I should just spend a little time with her while we waited for those who we were expecting.

"Hey," I said, giving her a smug smile. "Mind if I join you?"

She glared at the entrance door, then nodded her head in approval. "Sure."

"Thanks." I said, ignoring the look of surprise on her face.

I took a slight second to look at the lady sitting right before me, I practically fell into a pair of stormy gray-blue eyes.

Sweet God, she had definitely been worth stealing for.

With me sitting right before her, I gave her my most charming smile. "I'm Ryan."

"Sarah." Amusement twisted her lips as I stretched forward my hand to her. She didn't return the handshake, so I embarrassedly took it off.

"I see you're waiting for someone."

"Yeah, a friend." She frankly replied, more like in a haste.

"That makes us even." I said and she smiled, like she was finding everything and possibly every word I said funny.

She wouldn't stop staring at the door side, like whoever it is she was expecting was someone special to her.

"Maybe you should give him a call."

It's like her mind returned to her environment, clearly she didn't notice how long she's been drumming her fingers on that coffee cup, and everything happening around her seems off the world as her mind and attention were on her expecting guest.

"It definitely won't be possible, it's raining already." She sipped on her coffee. "Guess I had too much expectations for him to show up."

I felt the sadness and disappointment in her voice. "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." She forced herself to smile. 

Hell. I’d be lucky if I’d be able to think of anything other than Sarah with her sitting across from me. Seriously, I couldn’t remember ever having such an intense initial reaction to someone before.

Worse still, it's for a lady I just met a couple of minutes ago.

"Well, mind if I know you more? Like, what do you do and stuff like that?" I had nothing to say, so raising a conversation like this would do.

She shrugged her shoulders for a go ahead. "So, what do you do?"

"Well," she wrapped her fingers around the coffee cup, sighing softly as she began to speak. "I'm a graduate, and a teacher too."

"What school do you teach currently?"

"Uhm… let's just say, I've got none for now. I recently graduated from my degree level."

"Wow!" I couldn't believe my ears. Like, she doesn't even look like a graduate, she looked more like she's in her early twenties, probably more like she just walked out of highschool. "So you're like what? Twenty one?"

She chuckled. "You don't ask a lady of her age on the first day you meet."

I smiled. That wasn't my intention though, I just wanted to clear my thoughts.

"What about you, what do you do for a living?"

I leaned my back against the chair with my arms crossed around my chest. "Well, I'm a student."

She nodded her head. "Highschool or college?"

"What do you think?" I said, not wanting to be specific.

"College?" She guessed and I shrugged. "You look way much older to be in college though."

"Seriously?" I laughed and she tagged along.

"Just kidding."

I couldn't get my eyes off her as those beautiful teeth kept displaying to me. Her smile was one in a million, a thousand reasons why I couldn't take my eyes off her.

Her scent was another thing, lingering through my nostrils, wanting me to get more than just a sniff. A sniff and I definitely have no idea what the next move would be.

I was so engrossed in her that I didn't mind staring at her for long. Thankfully, she didn't notice that. 

In a second, her eyes were on the entrance door. I was a bit out of myself, I felt my stay with her wasn't working as much as I thought it would.

I wanted to get her attention, I wanted to buy her time, but it seems I wasn't giving in my best shot. And whoever it is she was waiting for…seems more like a lover to her.

I thought of what to say or do in order to get her full attention. Might be a tough one, but at least, a little try would do.

"So, do you have any school in mind to teach?" I asked and her gaze moved from the door to me.

"Not really. I've applied for several high schools and colleges, hopefully anyone who calls, I'll go for it."

I nodded my head.

"So, what course do you specialize in?"

"Biology."

"Wow! That's my favorite subject."

"Really?" She chuckled. "Well, every student loves biology, it's a good course to learn."

She was smiling at me, and I couldn't get my thoughts from thinking wild. What if I had a taste of those lips, it would have been more like a dream come through.

Those lips look like they'd be a perfect kisser, and I've wanted more of them for months now.

Damn. She's all over my head now, and I can't seem to take my eyes off her for the slightest second.

I think she noticed that, she quickly takes her eyes off mine, now staring at the cold coffee before her. 

"Probably a waste of time coming here." She sighed. "But however, thanks for keeping me company. I really appreciate your presence."

Well, I haven't even started yet. If I had every chance to make the day up to her in replacement of that dude, I would have done more than just staring and creating conversations.

"It's nothing."

She shifted the coffee to the side. "Well, a friend of mine will be celebrating his father's birthday tonight. I have people who could be of help to you to get you a job sooner."

She was staring at me, like her brain was busily working on my invitation.

"I know we just met and it's unlikely to–"

She cuts in sharply. "That'll be great."

I smiled at her approval, never thought it'd be this simple.

"So, I'll talk to them. Probably before tonight, I'll give you feedback. What do you think?"

She nods her head. "I'll be waiting."

"So, should I give you my number or do I need to get yours instead?"

I learned it was improper to ask a girl for her name and number on your first day. And most girls hate to do the calling on the first day, so–which was better?

"I'll give you mine instead." She said, picking out her card from her bag. 

Our skin came in contact as I grabbed the card, a cold feeling rushed through my veins. I stared at how surprised she looked, guess she must have felt the same way.

She pulled her hands, leaving the card in my hold. I couldn't explain what I felt, and I wouldn't blame myself for making things too obvious. 

It's the lady sitting right before me, she was unleashing the things I had long buried. Feelings I had promised to let go. To make matters worse, she had taken over my mind.

"Uhm–I'll give you a call when I hear from them."

She nodded again.

Time seemed not to be with us, the morning was slowly fading, letting the afternoon sun take over. She looked at her wrist watch, "I gotta go now."

She picked a few bucks, dropping it on the table. "Thanks for keeping me company. Hoping to hear from you tonight."

She stood on her feet, and I took my time to analyze her figure. She had the most breathtaking stature any man would ever die for. Who would have thought such a pretty lady like she would have such heavy loaded curvy hips and a flat tummy which complimented it.

I couldn't even imagine myself keeping such a creature waiting on a date or dinner, whatsoever it may be. I would do anything… kill anything just to have her with me.

I bit my lower lips as my gaze fell on her V spot. I couldn't stop thinking how it would feel, diving my d**k into that precious hole. How sweet she would taste if I had her cum stained on my tongue. How sexy she'd sound if I made her scream my name.