“I’ll give you a chance to fix your grade, Jodie,” he said. My eyes grew wide with excitement and I forgot the sexy schoolgirl act I was supposed to be putting on. Then I remembered, and my face grew cool.
“Thank you, Professor,” I said, giving him a flirty smile. “I really appreciate it.”
“I’m sure you do,” he said, still grinning. His eyes were locked on mine and were sparkling with mirth and desire. I almost blushed but fought it back as I left, hooking my bag over my shoulder and walking out the door.
Chapter 3: James
I ran my hand through my hair, sitting down at my desk and waiting for my massive hard-on to settle down before my next class. Jodie Clemens. God. I could still see her pink lips parted only a couple of inches from mine. I should have kissed her, should have taken her up on her offer right then. It didn’t feel right to do so when she was only offering herself for a grade. I wasn’t that kind of guy. Still, Jodie with that tight body, that little skirt hiked up on her thigh to show the top of her long, elegant legs. The image was going to stick with me for a good long time.
After work, I thought about calling Alice to come over to my place. My affair with Jodie’s best friend had started not long ago—probably a month or two. I had a feeling that it was Alice who’d put Jodie up to this. It would have been so like her to do something of the sort; Alice liked to tease, to play games, especially with me.
I did call her. She picked up the phone with a smile in her voice.
“Hello,” she said. “How are you?”
“You know how I am,” I told her. “Jodie Clemens threw herself at me today. Any idea what that’s all about?”
Alice gave a delighted giggle on the other end of the phone and I smiled. It was a charming sound; she was a charming girl. I remembered the first time we’d gotten together—after class one day she’d leaned forward across my desk, showing me the tops of her breasts as she smiled and flirted with me. I wasn’t one to sleep with my students, but there was something about Alice that was wicked and oh-so-tempting. When she kissed me for the first time, there in the classroom, I’d wrapped my arms around her and responded with an eagerness I didn’t think I had in me. I took her home with me, hesitant but tempted to take her right there on my desk. Since then, we’d met at my house once a week or so and she would ride me until I came deep inside of her.
“I might have encouraged her along,” said Alice. “But it was up to her.”
“I agreed to let her re-do the assignment,” I told her. “But I didn’t touch her.”
“Why not?” asked Alice. “She would have let you.”
“Trust me, I know she would have,” I said. “But it didn’t feel right.”
Alice sighed on the other end of the line. “You’re too good,” she said, teasingly. “Be bad once in a while.”
“I can be very bad, Alice,” I said in a low voice. “As you know.”
“Oh, I know,” she said, a wicked smile in her voice. “But I want you to prove it to me again. I’m starting to have doubts about what you’re capable of. It’s been so long.”
“It’s been a week,” I said. But I knew a week was too long for Alice, who had a ravenous sexual appetite. That was part of the reason I carried on this affair; she was a wildcat in bed, always hungry for more of what I was giving her. It was addictive.
“A week is too long,” she said, speaking my thoughts out loud. “Let me come over.”
I shook my head, then remembered she couldn’t see me. “I have a lot of work to do tonight. We’ll figure something out in the next couple of days, I promise.”
I could almost hear her pouting on the other end of the line and thought about what it would be like to take that pretty bottom lip of hers between mine and suck on it until she responded to my kiss. The thought made me rock hard again and I had to struggle to keep any strain out of my voice. She would just tease me about it, I knew, and say some filthy magic words to make me give in to what she wanted.
“That’s too bad,” she said, but didn’t sound too disappointed.
“Get your work done,” I told her. “You have an essay for my class.”
“Don’t I get special treatment?” she asked.
“Nope,” I said. She laughed on the other end of the line and told me goodbye, then hung up before I could say anything. I smiled to myself and sat down at my desk to start grading papers, unable to get the sight of Jodie’s pretty mouth out of my head.
Chapter 4: Jodie
Thought I felt conflicted over my behavior with Arndt, I did manage to resubmit the project and earn a much better grade, one that wouldn’t affect my GPA. I was desperately relieved; bad grades just weren’t a part of what I did. I had always been in school and always done well. Aside from the first submission of this particular project, I hadn’t gotten anything less than a B on any assignment since I’d started university two years ago.
A day after I turned in the assignment, Professor Arndt caught me and Alice leaving class and asked us to come into his office. My heart began to race, wondering what was up, whether I was about to get in the biggest trouble of my life for what I’d done. It was possible that he was going to blackmail me, too, though it seemed harmless by his tone of voice.
I went into his office, nervous, and sat down next to Alice across from his desk. He shut the door behind him and took on the other side of the desk.
“So,” said Alice, shifting in her seat to look at me. “We have a proposition.”
“We?” I asked, confused. “You two, you mean?”
“Yes,” said Professor Arndt.
“We’ve been, uh, fooling around for a while,” said Alice, grinning at me. “I was going to tell you but I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.”
“Do what?” I said, my voice tentative and slow.
“Bring you into this,” said Alice. “I was hoping we could all have some fun together.”
I looked at her with my mouth open, then shut it again, unsure of what to say. Alice had always been the type of person without any real inhibitions. She was wilder than me and up for more dangerous things. It was hard to drink in the information. I looked at Professor Arndt and his eyebrows were raised, his eyes on mine. I hadn’t intended on actually sleeping with our teacher; I’d only done what I’d done to get him to change my grade.
“I know you like him,” said Alice, glancing over at Arndt. “Why not get more out of this than just good grades? We could have a lot of fun.”
I had to think about it. It was tempting, sure, Arndt was one of the sexiest men I’d ever seen and the way he was looking at me filled me with a certain desire that I had rarely felt before. Still, I was hesitant.
“Won’t it be weird?” I asked, looking at Alice. “Sharing someone?”
“We’ve done it before,” Alice pointed out. “Josh in high school, remember?”
I did remember. Sharing a guy had worked out well for us, actually. Alice and I had never had a problem fooling around with each other before, though we didn’t make a habit of it in general. We had never gotten jealous of each other when one of us spent time with Josh alone. In fact, we had told each other everything about it.
“I have to think about it,” I told them. Arndt nodded and me and Alice squealed excitedly, pushing herself out of her chair to kiss my cheek.
“Can I say something?” asked the professor. I gazed at him, unable to keep my eyes away from his.
“I want you, Jodie,” he said. The look he was giving me was almost enough to burn. It made me squirm in my seat. “I know you need to think about it, but know that I’d make it worth it.”
“He can make you come over and over,” said Alice, almost dreamily. “Our professor here is a talented man.”
Professor Arndt chuckled, giving her a wink. “We’ll let her find out for herself,” he said.
I bit my lip, more aroused than I would have admitted. Just the thought of being touched by him was driving me wild. Even deeper in my mind, the curiosi
ty of what it would be like to feel both of their hands on me was running rampant.
“Give me a few days,” I said, and both of them agreed. As I left, I heard them talking. I turned around and peered through the door to see that Arndt had crossed the table and was leaning down to kiss Alice with a fierceness that made my whole body react. I turned away and left the building, my mind spinning with what I had just learned.
Chapter 5: James
A few days after we’d approached Jodie with our plan, she approached me after class. I saw Alice linger in the doorway for a moment until the rest of the students were gone, then she joined us at my desk and looked at her friend curiously. Jodie was gazing at me with eyes that told me everything I needed to know; she was saying yes, I could tell.
“I want to go on a date with you first,” she said, leaning against my desk. She looked at Alice and raised her eyebrows in a question.
“I like that idea,” said Alice. “You two get to know each other.”
“Right,” said Jodie. She looked at me then and I grinned at her, unable to help myself. It was going to be fun, especially if I could get her out of that dress she was wearing.
“Tonight?” I asked. She nodded and gave me a little smile, her full lips curving up in the most distracting way.
“Eight,” she said, and then sauntered away. Alice winked at me and then followed behind her friend excitedly; I could hear them chatting as they walked away in the hall. I put my feet up on my desk and thought about what the date would be like. Jodie wasn’t like Alice. She was more serious, less playful in general. But I had a feeling that I could get her to open up to me in more than one way. She just needed to be charmed, to be put at ease with me.
The day seemed to crawl by as I waited until I could go home. It didn’t take me long to get ready once I got there. I took a shower and changed into something relatively casual; I had a feeling that taking Jodie out somewhere too fancy would just turn her off.
We met at a bar down the street from me at eight. I was there early. I took a seat and waited for her, ordering a drink and sipping it while watching the door. She walked in and gave me a coy smile while joining me at the table.
“Hi,” I said, looking her over. She hadn’t changed from that dress she was wearing but she hadn’t needed to. It was tight but not too tight, fitting in all the right places to show off a body that I would kill to touch.
“Hello, professor,” she said, sitting across from me at the table. I shook my head.
“James,” I told her. She nodded, smiling. When the waitress came over, Jodie ordered a drink and then turned her attention back to me.
“So, James,” she said. “I’ve thought about your little scheme.”
“And?”
“And it sounds like fun,” she said, then paused. “If you can impress me.”
I laughed. “Yeah? And how should I do that?”
She shrugged, biting her lip and giving me a wicked grin. “That’s up to you.”
“I’ll see what I can do,” I said, gazing at her mouth. She licked her lips and I met her eyes, which were lively and dancing. The waitress brought Jodie her drink and she took a drink of it, watching my face.
“So you and Alice mentioned it wouldn’t be the first time you two shared a man,” I said. “How did that go?”
“We shared a boyfriend in high school,” Jodie explained. “It was fine. We didn’t fight about it. We usually go for the same kind of men, anyway. Neither of us minded.”
I found that interesting. I had heard of polyamorous relationships before but had never seen one up close. The idea of being with both of them was almost overwhelmingly sexy to me. They would complement each other so much—wild Alice and calm, collected Jodie.
“So you would do that again?” I asked.
“Why not?” she countered, grinning. “Depends on the man.”
“Oh?”
She nodded. I laughed and shook my head. They were both going to be trouble, I could tell, and yet I knew it was going to be worth it.
Jodie and I talked and flirted through dinner, enjoying each other’s company. I learned more about their shared experience with their high school boyfriend, but she also told me about some of her ambitions in university that I hadn’t known about. She was an anthropology major with a minor in history, which explained why she was generally so good in my class. I had a feeling she’d just been stressed out on the last assignment, which is part of why I let her re-do it, though I had a pretty strict policy against make-ups. That, and the fact that she was stunning, if I was honest with myself. She didn’t ask me about my job; instead, she asked about more personal things—what I liked to do in my free time, if I’d ever been with a student before. The answer to the last question was no. It wasn’t something I usually did. Only Alice had managed to break my willpower.
By the end of the night everything felt relaxed and comfortable between us. When we were outside, I took her wrist and pulled her against me, which she accepted by molding her body to mine. I brought my lips to hers and kissed her, slipping my tongue between her lips to taste her mouth.
“Come home with me,” I said softly, pulling away from the kiss. Her eyes were still closed as she touched her bottom lip with her fingertips. Then she opened them and looked at me for a long moment, studying my face.
“Okay, professor,” she said, smiling. “Lead the way.”
We walked quickly, both eager to get back to my house. I could tell she was ready by the way she looked at me, her eyes low, lips slightly parted. When we got to my house, I showed her to the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at me with sweet doe eyes that were begging for something I recognized.
“Take your dress off,” I said, voicing it as a command. She responded exactly the way I thought she would, her face flushing pink and her body squirming. She stood up and lifted her dress above her head, then stood in front of me in just her panties. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her to me, unable to keep from kissing her. I cupped her breasts in my palms and circled her nipples with the tips of my thumbs, barely touching her. It made her rub against me and deepen the kiss. I took her nipples between my fingertips and pinched and tugged on them lightly, making her sigh into my mouth. One of my hands drifted between her legs and slid into her panties, and I teased her already wet slit with my fingers until she gave a breathless moan.
I took my hands off of her and her eyelids fluttered open, watching my face as I undressed in front of her. When I was finished, I took her roughly into my arms and kissed her the way she wanted to be kissed, with more passion and fervor. She pulled down her panties and then stepped out of them, pressing her naked body against mine.
“Get on the bed,” I said. “Hands and knees.”
She looked at me with raised eyebrows and I stared her down so that she knew I was serious. She crawled on the bed then and stayed in the middle of it, looking back at me over her shoulder. On her face was a look of desire and anticipation. I crawled over to her and positioned myself behind her but didn’t slide in. Instead I used two of my fingers to part her folds, then slipped them inside of her to gather the moisture that was welling up there. I pulled them out and spread her wetness all over her lower lips, over her bud, teasing it with my fingers. She moaned and I held my hand still so that she could rub against it to pleasure herself. With my free hand, I guided myself into her tight channel and began to move inside of her. I brought both of my hands to her hips and pulled her back against my forward thrusts.
“Touch yourself,” I commanded, and watched as she bent over so that her face was against the mattress, freeing her arms. I used my hand to spank her while I rode her from behind; it made her buck beneath me, her hips losing control. All she could do was push back against me to take me deeper and harder than I was already giving it to her. I gave her what she wanted and felt her tighten and clench around me as she came. A few moments later I finished inside of her, the wire in my body snapping and blooming into intense pl
easure.
I pulled out of her and then laid down on the bed as she collapsed next to me.
“God,” she said, stretching like a cat. “That was good.”
“Alice told you,” I pointed out. “Did you not believe her?”
“Alice exaggerates.” She said it with a coy little smile, then leaned over to kiss me softly on the mouth.
I kissed her back, tasting her from the inside, loving everything about the moment. Her submissive side was enough to drive me crazy now that I’d found out about it. She would pair well with Alice, who had a bit of a dominating personality most of the time. The thought of that almost made me hard again. I felt my body stirring with the fantasy and put my lips to her neck, nipping at it gently.
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