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| Chapter 3 One week to the day Kevin's bachelor party arrived and so did she. She had met earlier in the day with Jeff for the final arrangements to take place. She made her way through the maze of halls in Jeff's summer home. She rounded the final curve as her attention strayed elsewhere not realizing she was about to run into the unexpected. His drink fell to the floor before the words came out."Dammit! Could you just....watch....where....you're....going?"the words slid sporadically from his lips; his full luscious lips. "I'm so sorry,"she knelt down doing her best to aid him but when their eyes met it was useless. She became that helpless little schoolgirl she was to be playing for the other one and got lost in the most intense pair of eyes she had ever known. He stood; taking her hand more in guidance to help the other up but the color of her eyes had gone from dark to light in the time that they had moved from the floor to their upright position and he knew she was the one; the one he should be spending the rest of his life with."Look I'm sorry about what I just said. Accidents happen." "It's okay. I would have been pissed off too if someone spilled my drink,"she humorously shrugged it off."If you'll excuse me, I have to be somewhere in less than five minutes." Taking inventory of the outfit, it didn't take a genius to figure out she was the party favor all the guys had been going on about all week long."No problem,"he produced letting her pass by. She found the schoolbooks sitting on the table just outside the office. She timidly knocked on the door. "Can I help you?"his voice echoed through the cracked door. She pushed the door slightly further open. Game time."Professor Richardson?"she timidly inquired. "Miss Erikson,"he replied."Have a seat." She glided across the room in her girl school uniform as it swung with every sway of her hips. Her white blouse lay open by one button portraying the naieve schoolgirl. She sat silently across from him. "What can I help you with today?"He tipped his glasses surveying the properly crossed legs and strategically placed schoolbooks barely covering her amply proportioned bosom. Her white blouse barely shadowed the sheer lace bra she wore underneath it. "I would prefer it if you called me Katie,"she responded with her assumed name for the evening. "Okay Katie. What can I help you with?" |
| "I was hoping you could tell me that,"she timidly toyed with a glance. He leaned closer acrossed the desk removing his glasses."Excuse me?" "Well you see,"she started."The girls in my dorm are all...well experienced,"she produced a blush. "I see,"he moved around the desk continuing to listen to her story."And well..... they all thought you would be the perfect candidate to.... well, you know,"she turned a deep shade of crimson. He knelt down in front of her taking the schoolbooks away and placing them on the opposite chair; slowly drawing her folded arms away from her body."And you didn't like this idea?" "Well,"she giggled nervously. "But you did,"he assumed. "Well.... no. I mean I did at first but they kinda pushed me into it." He softly kissed the palm of her hand."It's okay,"he whispered. She hesitated."Mr. Richardson. I don't know." "Tell me something Katie,"as he free hand inconspicuously slid under her skirt."Do you want a little boy teaching you this stuff or," he paused as he pushed away the white cotton material from her protected offering," would you rather have a man show you the way." His thumb pressed softly against her clit; her eyes closed lost in her emotion."Feels good doesn't it?" |
| She simply nodded as he continued fondling the tortured protrusion. Not wishing to postpone this intrusion upon her body, he lifted her onto the desk and slid them down her youthful lithe body. Even at the age of twenty five some said she had the body of a sixteen year old girl. She fumbled with the black turtleneck. Clumsily, she pushed it upward as he met her halfway and took it the remaining distance over his body. Her eyes widened as she delicately discovered his body. He took her fragile hands and guided them over his full upper torso before greeting her with his tongue; penetrating her small, heart shaped lips with a hunger that devoured them both. His hands steadily unhooked each button upon her blouse until it hung open freely. She jerked at the heat of his hand cupping her sheer lace roundness. She looked to him as his eyes met the frightened innocence hiding behind the stormy blue eyes and gave her reassurance as their lips met. His finger slid through enclosure on her virginal lace lingerie. His action repeated as he cupped her sensitive youthful skin eager to learn his lessons in love. His lips traveled downward against her neck as he pressed the fabric off her shoulders and off her body. His lips met hers feverishly before pursuing the heavenly fullness of her bosom. Every inch of her skin was touched by his gentle, pursuant kisses as they found their way to the lacey lingerie still dangling off her bosom. He pressed the lingering straps off her shoulders and slid his tongue around the rosy tautness developing. Instictively, her fingers wove through his dark strands as he lavished attention upon each one. His lips found hers once again and she moaned into them as his fingers gave themselves an open invitation to her internal flame. She lifted off of the desk as he withdrew from her long enough to draw her skirt down. Effortlessly, he pressed back between her legs and slowly invaded the very heart of her feminity. She gripped the desk as his tongue danced amongst the delicate pink folds ripening with every movement. The small pink jewel atop them profoundly begged him to take her over that edge as he did so in one swift move. Barely coming down from his merciless actions she almost didn't feel the violent jerk of her body being pressed against his. His arousal pressed through his slacks and against her burning desire."Do you feel that?"he breathed against her ear as she steadied herself with a grip on his shoulders. He taunted her with the brush of his lips against hers. His grip held steady upon her thighs. She held his lust filled gaze as she felt him breathe hotly against her lips."You do this to me. Everday you walk into my classroom I feel it." |
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