by Kailin Gow
A knock at the door broke through my thoughts and I reluctantly got up from my desk to answer. With the door barely ajar, Bobby pushed his way in, backed me up against the wall and pressed his body to mine.
“I can’t wait any longer.” He kissed me, his soft, sweet lips hard and demanding as his tongue sought mine.
At first I gasped and tried to fend him off, but his tongue worked a special kind of magic that left me helpless. Eager to surrender to the sensations he brought me, I went soft and pliable in his arms. And without my knowledge, my hands wrapped around him, one hand driving my fingers through his luxurious hair while the other trailed down his back.
“All week,” he murmured through the passionate kiss. “All week I thought of nothing else but our dinner together. It was the only think I looked forward to.”
His hands worked quickly to tear off my lab coat then pull down the zipper at the back of my dress. I didn’t resist when he peeled the dress off me and stared hungrily at my breasts. I licked my lips, not sure what to expect next, not sure what I should do.
He bent down to kiss the mounds of flesh that peeked out over the top of my bra and I let out a long hiss of a breath. My body felt like it was shooting rockets, hot, thrilled, exciting.
“Bobby,” I whispered.
“Yes,” he said with hunger. “Yes, Lilly.” He brought his hands around my back and freed my bra.
I’d never felt so exposed, but strangely, I wasn’t as embarrassed or ashamed as I thought I should be. In fact there was a sense of liberation that flowed over me.
But it’s when he once again bent over me, this time to catch one nipple in his lips, that I lost all control. In that instant I ceased to be Lilly Cooke, the little girl in the convent, the young woman in the kitchen lab, the teacher in the Basic Science class.
In that instant, I became a woman, clear and simple. My body was no longer my own, but his, entirely his. I wanted more of his touch, more of what he had to show me. His lips switched to my other nipple and once again the thrill of his touch sent sparks to every part of my body, namely the crux of my thighs.
There were no words, only groans and grunts as he tugged my dress over my hips and let it fall to the floor. And the groans and grunts escaladed when he peeled off my panties and sent them to join my dress. But those groans and grunts took on an entirely animal quality when he ran his finger along the folds of skin I’d never dared explore, and, making matters downright unbearable, he squatted down to run his tongue along the same path his finger had taken.
My eyes popped open and I shoved my fingers deep into his thick hair. “Oh, my God!” I could barely control my breathing as he continued, tugging, sucking, licking. “Oh, my God!”
Just as I thought the world was going to burst around me, he stood, pulled out his erection and guided it to me.
“Bobby,” I said. Apprehension had slowly crept up on me. I bit my lip as he nudged closer, the tip of his shaft pushing against me.
He kissed me, erasing whatever apprehensions I had. With his kiss, passionate and consuming, he pushed inside me, his erection filling a space I’d never allowed myself to consider.
“Bobby.”
“Lilly.”
I clung to him, kissing him as if my life depended on it. And when my body rose higher than I would have ever thought possible, when his accompanied mine, stride for stride, thrust for thrust, I knew what heaven on earth was.
Chapter 7
Bobby
I thought of Lilly every waking moment the rest of that day. After that quick but passionate moment in her office, I knew I was hooked. I wanted her in a way that ached. But with every passing moment we spent together, with every moment spent making love, kissing and cuddling, that ache only got worse. The more I had her, the more I wanted of her. I wanted her upright. I wanted her on all fours. I wanted her flat on her back.
“Monsieur Cummings,” the teacher called out.
I shook the vision of Lilly’s boobs out of my head and looked to the short and bulky man up front. “Oui, Monsieur.”
He rattled off some reprimand of which all I took in was, pay attention. I nodded, but my attention nonetheless reverted to Lilly. I was sure I’d burst before seeing her again. So far, I’d resisted the urge to masturbate, but if I didn’t see her soon… damn it.
But I survived until that night when I once again made my way to her apartment in the 19th district. I would have never thought I would find myself in that neighborhood again, but if it was to see Lilly, to spend another night with her, it was well worth it.
“Bobby,” she said in a husky voice when she opened the door. She wore only a thin, pale yellow cotton dress. In the dim light of her apartment I could see she wore no bra, no panties.
My cock was instantly stiff.
We wasted no time. There were no pleasantries and no formalities. No glasses of wine, no soft music and no hushed words. Just, have at ‘em. We were like animals finally released from a cage, finally freed from the ties that kept us hungry. We’d hooked up almost every night for the past week and we still couldn’t get enough.
But this time, something had changed. Lilly surprised me. The meek and innocent girl who’d been startled by the sight of my cock those first few times, who hadn’t dared touch it yet, now took control and straddled me. There was still a blush on her cheeks as she guided my cock inside her, but she seemed determined to have her way with me.
“I love you, Lilly,” I said as she pumped her ass up and down over me, each movement bringing me closer to a blessed orgasm. “I love you.”
Her lusty smile and smoldering gaze made me hungrier still, but I couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t respond to my declaration. She pumped harder, faster, letting her body take over. Her tits bounced up and down, up and down, jiggling in a way that made my cock even harder.
I was ready to burst. I was ready to explode. Oh, shit. Yes. I thrust up inside her, gripping her hips in my fist and spilling everything I had while I howled like the wild beast she’d turned me into. Her orgasm quickly followed, seizing my spent cock and sucking every last drop out of it.
“You sure learn fast,” I said when she fell over me in a sweaty, panting heap.
As she lay there, her breathing slowly returning to normal, I played in her hair and massaged her scalp.
“You know,” I said, my mind still in an orgasmic fog. “I’ve been around a time or two, but… You do something to me, Lilly.” Hell yeah, she did something to me. I’d even come close to telling Taryn and Errol just how I felt about her. I wanted to shout it at the top of my lungs, I wanted to call my mother and announce the good news. Damn, she’d be so happy. She would absolutely love Lilly. She was exactly the sweet and kind sort of person my mother wanted for me, and she was exactly the hot and wild seductress I wanted.
“I’m going back to New York for Christmas break,” I said.
“Oh,” she said softly.
“I was hoping you’d come with me.”
She shot off my chest so fast, I could have sworn I’d given her an electric shock. “New York?”
“Yeah. You’d love it. And I think it would be great if you could meet my mom.”
She blinked a few times then ran her hand over the spattering of damp, sweaty hair stuck to her forehead. “Bobby, I can’t go to New York.”
“Why not? You’ll be on Christmas break, too, won’t you?”
“Yeah, but I already have plans for that break.”
“So change them. You said you had no family, so it’s not like anyone’s waiting for you, right?”
Sitting up, her expression lost the last remnants of eroticism and turned suddenly prude. She covered herself with the sheet and stood. “Bobby, I think there’s been some confusion here.”
I propped myself up on my elbows. “Okay, so clarify then.”
“My apprenticeship at the institute should be over by then.”
“Even better. You’ll have all the time in the world. Maybe we could even e
xtend our stay. It’ll be my turn to show you around.”
“Bobby, I’m returning to the convent when I leave the institute.”
“What the hell for? To cook there?”
She shook her head. “Bobby, I’m going back to take my final vows. I’m going to become a nun.”
I burst out laughing. Sitting up, I reached out for her. “Ha, that’s a good one. You… a nun.”
She sidestepped my outstretched hand. “It’s not a joke. My whole life has been leading to this.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I shot out of bed. “Did you hear what I said earlier? I love you. I… Love… You. And now you're telling me that this relationship is impossible?”
“Please don’t get upset. It’s not like I planned things this way.”
“No? Then how did you plan them?”
She didn’t answer. It was just as well. What could she really say anyway? Silently, she got dressed and I did the same. The air in the apartment was suddenly stifling and I had to get out.
I shoved my shoes on and went to the door. Seething, I tried to calm myself before I spoke. “These past weeks, you never said anything about becoming a nun. You never even said anything about returning to the convent. Don’t you think it’s something you could have told me? Don’t you think I, at least, deserved that?”
“I lost my way. I had no intention of taking this path with you. All these years I’ve followed the righteous path and never, ever strayed, but you… You confused me and led me to question, if only for a moment, where I really belonged. But I know. Despite what’s happened these past weeks, I know where I belong, and it is not with a man.”
“Fine.” I kicked at the floor in frustration, threw my jacket on and yanked open the door. It slammed back against the wall, echoing how I felt. “Good luck with that one.”
Chapter 8
I got back into the swing of things fast enough. I flirted with every girl who crossed my path, and dated any and all who’d have me, which was just about all of them. Even the girls I’d crossed off my mental list, the ones who seemed too needy, too clingy, too crazy, managed to find their way into my pants.
If they got too needy, I shot them down. If they got too clingy, I slithered out of their lives for good. And when they got too crazy, I got crazy back, scaring the shit out of them ensuring they never bothered me again.
Sandrine, a tall, voluptuous girl with huge tits and just as big an ass had been aggressive in her attempts to gain my attention since the very first day of class. It was obvious she loved her breasts and she was more than proud to show them off. But after three weeks of fucking everything that moved, I was fed up with it all.
If I continued at this rate, I’d be the one turning my back on carnal pleasure and pledging my undying devotion to a higher god.
Brooding, I sat down at the back of Lilly’s class.
“You American boys are so different,” Sandrine murmured in a thick French accent as her puffy lips pouted in a semi-sexy way. “I love the way you love.”
I’d never been a fan of artifice. Give me a real small tit instead of an inflated fake one any day. Nonetheless, I’d fucked her brains out the night before, though I hardly retained a memory of the brief time I’d spent with her. I knew she’d had to suck my cock a damn long time before even giving me a hard-on, and even then, I knew I just wasn’t in it. It was a mindless and unpleasant fuck if ever I’d had one.
Though, looking at Sandrine’s smoldering eyes, it wasn’t quite so mindless for her.
“Last night was…” She bit her lip and closed her eyes as if reliving the moment. “Perfect.”
There it was, right in the middle of the class. Male and female students around us looked our way and seemed to want to know more.
Stupid girl.
“When can we do it again?” She made no attempt to keep her voice down. She saw no reason to be discreet.
I didn’t want to shoot her down right there in front of everyone, but I didn’t want to encourage her either.
“Mademoiselle Sandrine. Monsieur Bobby. Votre attention s’il vous plait.” Lilly puckered her lips and tapped the edge of her desk with the tips of her binder.
Sandrine set her elbow on her desk and her chin in her palm then looked hungrily at me. “Oui. Oui.”
I heard Lilly huff and held my breath as I awaited a confrontation.
“Mais, il est tellement mignon.” Sandrine said with a playful wink. “So, so cute.”
“Monsieur Bobby. Can I speak with you a moment?” Lilly ordered.
I shot a deadly glare at Sandrine and got up to walk to Lilly’s desk. Once there, I looked down at the floor as I scratched the back of my head.
“Must you really have your way with every student in my class?” Lilly hissed. “And must you be so blatant about it?”
“At this point, I don’t really see how it could possibly concern you.”
She licked her lips and I could tell she was nervous as she sought what more to say.
“At the very least, I would think you’d respect the friendship we have.”
“Ha,” I grunted. “Friendship? Friends don’t lead friends on and then drop them like a dead weight when they declare their innermost feelings to them.”
“Are you punishing me?”
“Is it hurting you?” It hadn’t been my intention to hurt her. Fucking other women was the only way I knew to forget her. But, hell, if it got under her skin and made her squirm, so be it.
“Having you come to class and flaunt your latest conquest in front of everyone, in front of me… it’s very petty of you. I thought you were a bigger man than that.”
“And I thought you were a woman I could live my life with. I guess we all have our ideas of what is right and wrong in a relationship. I thought we were dating, I thought we were getting serious, and I thought we were on our way to something special. However, all that time, you knew damn well we would never be serious, you knew we were heading nowhere, at least not together, and you willingly chose to keep that bit of information to yourself. Forgive me if…” I set my palms on her desk and leaned over to spit my conquest in her face. “Yes, I fucked Sandrine’s brains out, and forgive me if she doesn’t have the sense to keep from shouting it out to everyone.”
“So you really did…” Her voice cracked and her eyes mirrored over.
My gut caught in my throat and I hated myself. All I wanted to do was pull her into my arms and kiss away the image of me and Sandrine.
With a haughty air, Lilly pulled back her shoulders, cleared her throat and looked down at her notes. “Well, on a whole other matter, I’ve noticed that you have a serious lack of knowledge of a few basic techniques. I read over your test last night and was surprised to learn you barely had your ratios down.”
“What are you talking about? My…”
“In any event, I’d like to see you in my office after class. I don’t have time to discuss this with you now. You may not want me as your mentor anymore, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you fall behind.”
My cock instantly hardened at the mere thought of being alone in her office with her. The rest of the class was a fog, a dense fog that didn’t let up until the class finally ended.
Lilly hurried out of the class, but when I’d gathered my things and rushed to catch up to her, Sandrine dug her claws into me and pulled me back.
“Where are you rushing off to?”
“I’ve been summoned. I didn’t do very well on the last test.”
“Ah, poor baby. Why don’t you let Sandrine teach you a few things?”
I pulled her hands off me and held them aloft as I backed away. “Like I said, I’ve been summoned. I’ve gotta go.”
Nothing and no one was going to keep me from seeing Lilly.
Chapter 9
Lilly
Sitting behind my desk, I tried to collect myself as I waited for Bobby to arrive. I was a professional. I was a teacher. I had responsibilities and I had a reputation to up
hold.
My God. What was I doing?
Breathe. Breathe. But no matter how many long, slow breaths I took in and exhaled, my body tingled at the thought of being close to Bobby again. Blinking away the erotic image that came to mind, I pulled his last two quick quizzes out of my folder, ready to go over them with him.
What had I really called him to my office for? He’d passed both quizzes with flying colors. He’d even given more information than requested. So what was I going to say to him?
Stop seeing Sandrine. Stop seeing all of the sexy young women you’d been flirting with. That you’ve been sleeping with.
I couldn’t bear the thought. I wanted him. I wanted him with me… only me.
Then it hit me; I was still his mentor. Despite everything that had happened, I was still his mentor. Surely I still had some influence on him. I could try to convince him that our friendship was worth more than a few flings with…
A light tap sounded at the door.
I coughed and took a sip of water from the glass on my desk. “Come in.”
Bobby slowly opened the door and waited in the threshold. He was mind numbingly good looking today… better than usual. Or maybe it was the fact that I missed him so much that made him all the more attractive. I’d thought Errol King had something special, that he was as manly as a man could get, but Bobby… I don’t know if it was the cockiness or the boyishness that thrilled me most, but there was something about him, something that drew me in and wouldn’t let go.
“Please, come in and sit down.”
He took a seat facing me. “So I didn’t do too well on the last test.”
I looked down at my notes. “Actually, I owe you an apology. I confused your results with those of another student.”
“Oh. Well, that’s good, right?”
“Absolutely. As it turns out, you passed, but, since you're here, I thought I’d congratulate you. You're really in your element here at the institute. You’ve even outshined a few promising students who thought they had this semester down and easy.”