Chapter 89
His tongue found her now overly sensitized c.l.i.t quickly and he began sucking at it. Selena tried to pull away, the sensation too intense, but he held her down with his hands and continued to pull at her engorged b.u.t.ton. She moaned and writhed beneath him as he teased her with his tongue.
She gasped as he took more of her tender nub and p.u.s.s.y lips into his mouth, half sucking and half gnawing at them until she didn't think she could take anymore. Unable to take his intense direct a.s.sault, she convulsed with yet another o.r.g.a.s.m, flooding his mouth with her juices. He lapped them up eagerly before standing to look down upon her with another of his wicked smiles.
Selena could see that he was still hard and wondered how long he could last. She was already well satisfied and she could feel her p.u.s.s.y beginning to ache. She knew she would pay for this tomorrow. As if to answer her question, he took his c.o.c.k in his hand, stroking it slowly.
"Now, let's get to the real fun. I'm going to f.u.c.k you so hard that you won't be able to walk into my cla.s.s without a.s.sistance tomorrow," he growled.
Selena felt a little alarmed. She didn't see how it could get much rougher than it had already been unless he was going to drag out some whips and chains, but he would soon prove her wrong. He reached down and flipped her over on her stomach. She felt his hands as they roamed lightly over her skin, down her back and across her backside to her legs.
He pulled her legs apart and positioned himself between them, placing his arm under her waist and pulling her a.s.s upward toward him. Then, he was inside of her again and he showed no mercy. Selena wailed loudly as he began slamming into her once again. She was already sore and tender, and his strokes sent shards of pain scurrying down her thighs. He began slapping her a.s.s as he f.u.c.ked her.
"Tell me how much you like it, you little s.l.u.t," he barked at her. "Is this what you wanted? You wanted to be f.u.c.ked so hard that you can hardly move? Tell me how much you want it," he said.
"Yes, yes....I love how big and hard your c.o.c.k is inside of me. f.u.c.k my p.u.s.s.y! I want every inch of that big d.i.c.k of yours buried in me. Don't stop," she shouted back at him.
He continued to pummel her until she was unable to even articulate the words coming out of her mouth. His grunts grew louder and closer together and she was sure he was about to come. She was surprised when he slowed his strokes and then pulled out. Perhaps he was just taking a break for a moment. They had been going longer than anyone she had ever been with as it was. Then her eyes grew large with fear.
She felt the tip of his c.o.c.k as he began rubbing it up and down from her soaked v.a.g.i.n.a across her a.n.u.s and back. She wanted to say no, but found that she couldn't speak. There was a part of her that welcomed the pain of what she thought he was about to do. In the end, she found that this dark side of her overruled the fear and she tried to relax.
She moaned loudly as he parted her a.s.shole with the bulbous head of his large c.o.c.k. It hurt like a motherf.u.c.ker and she let out a cry of pain. He began to slowly rock back and forth, letting a little more of his c.o.c.k slide into her with each stroke until he was buried deep inside her a.s.s. It hurt so much that tears came to her eyes. She relaxed and let it happen as he began to pump in and out of her tight little hole slowly.
She felt his hands grab her waist and pull her as far back onto him as possible and then he began pounding her once again. She alternately yelled unintelligible encouragement and cried out as he f.u.c.ked her a.s.s like a rabid animal. She had never had anything that hurt so much feel so good.
"Yes, f.u.c.k my a.s.s! Don't stop! I want you to f.u.c.k me harder," she yelled out. He was all too happy to oblige, slamming every inch of himself into her tiny little orifice.
After what seemed like the longest f.u.c.k of her life, she felt him slam into her and the muscles in his legs tense. He let out a long, guttural growl from somewhere deep inside as he filled her tight little a.s.s with come and then slowly pulled out. He collapsed on the bed beside her and they both lay there, exhausted. Finally, they climbed under the covers and spooned until they fell asleep.
Selena felt more satisfied than she had ever been in her life. Her body ached from the abuse it had taken, but she found that she was already looking forward to more. She hoped that he wouldn't begin to feel guilty about what they had done and back off. Now that she had a taste of what he was offering, she couldn't imagine not wanting more of it.
They woke the next morning to find themselves completely snowed in. The weather reports were saying that no one was going anywhere for a few days. They made love in the shower, this time much slower and softer. Selena was still sore from the night before, but it felt amazing under the hot water as he entered her from behind, his hands cupped around her and over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.
When they were done and dressed, he made her breakfast and they sat drinking coffee on the couch until they once again found themselves wanting more of what the other had to offer. He took her to his closet and showed her his private collection of restraints and s.e.x toys that he kept hidden there. Selena marveled at the items, many of which she had never seen before. It was going to be a great weekend.
Selena lay on the bed with her arms and legs extended toward each corner. Each limb was securely tied to the bed posts with a length of soft rope. The restraints pulled at her wrists and ankles as she lay naked and spread eagle on the mattress. Carl stood at the foot of the bed. He was admiring her with a crooked smile on his face.
She couldn't believe she was tied to her hot Lit professor's bed. She wanted him for so long, but never imagined this. This wasn't what she had planned on when he "rescued" her from the snowstorm off the side of the road.
"Yes, that's lovely. Your body is so long and lean stretched out for me like this. What an incredible way to start off a morning," he said idly. He picked up one of the toys from the bottom end of the bed and walked around toward her with it.
She watched as he pulled the straps around her thighs and snapped them closed and then snapped another around her waist. He made sure that the neon green attachment in the center was placed securely between her legs before walking back over to the bed and retrieving a small remote.
"I'm going to go make us a little snack while you relax here for a bit," he told her.
"Relax? Are you f.u.c.king kidding me? You can't leave me tied up like this and just go off to make snacks!" she exclaimed.
"Wanna bet?" he replied with a smile. He turned and began walking down the short hallway toward the kitchen. Selena called after him, but he didn't respond.
It was a little chilly in the bedroom. Her nipples were like hard rubber erasers on the end of a pencil and she felt a s.h.i.+ver run down her spine. He could have at least given her a blanket if he was going to keep her tied up like some sort of bondage puppet.
"CARL!" she yelled toward the kitchen. No response. Instead, she heard a very small whirring sound as the plastic b.u.t.terfly he had placed between her legs began to softly vibrate against her c.l.i.t. It caught her off guard for a moment as it gently ma.s.saged her sensitive nub. Selena couldn't deny that it felt good, but she was still upset about being left in here tied to a bed alone.
It wasn't like she could go anywhere. They were s...o...b..und here together for at least a couple more days. If anyone had told her yesterday that she'd be stuck here in a snowstorm tied to her literature professor's bed, she'd have never believed them. Granted he was one of the hottest professors on campus and everyone fantasized about him, but to actually be able to say it was more than a fantasy was almost surreal.
The first night, after he had rescued her from the cold when her Jeep broke down, was amazingly hot. Today, she wasn't exactly thrilled about the way things were going so far. She tried to close her eyes and relax. Perhaps she just needed to go with it and try to enjoy herself. She blocked out his noises from the kitchen and leaned back into the pillows. The low vibration between her legs was just enough to make her want more. She rolled her hips forward, trying to bring the vibe closer to her c.l.i.t, but it only moved with her body.
Carl returned naked to the bedroom with a plate of fruit and cheese. He began to place bits of the food on her body, offering her a tidbit here and there as he went. She bit into the small cube of cheese he had given her as he continued to use her as a fruit plate. Once he was done, he began to eat every inch of the fruit directly from her naked skin.
His lips grazed her skin as he scooped bite size morsels into his mouth. He used his teeth as he pulled the small pieces of pineapple he had placed on her nipples into his mouth. She moaned as he gently bit into her pink buds and sucked them into his mouth with the fruit. He continued to feed her small pieces of the fruit as he devoured the rest from her skin.
"We're going to need our strength today," he said. Selena wasn't sure what he had in store for her, but she liked the sound of it. Once the fruit was gone, Carl continued to lick and suck his way across every inch of her body. He brushed a few strands of her long blonde hair off her shoulders and bit into the flesh beneath it. She let out an audible gasp as he sank his teeth in closer to her neck. Her hips almost involuntarily s.h.i.+fted forward, digging into his own.
As if in cue, the vibrations that were already slowly tormenting her well saturated mound increased in frequency. His weight pushed the vibrations closer to her c.l.i.t, sending waves of dizzying stimulation through every nerve ending in her lower region. As he drove the vibrations deeper into her soft folds with his hips, she could almost feel even her toes tingling with desire.
Carl leaned over her, alternately biting her bare shoulders and thrusting his hips forward to drive the b.u.t.terfly he had placed between her legs closer to its objective. Before long, he was pressing into her harder and faster, turning up the vibration level another notch until she was bucking wildly back against him in response to the intense sensations he was sending exploding through her body. "G.o.d, don't stop...DON"T STOP!" she cried out.
Selena panted and cried out in ecstasy as she threw her hips forward, her body spasming in a violently explosive o.r.g.a.s.m. "Oh, yesssss......G.o.dddddddd. I'm coming," she squealed. Her body shook with the force of her release before it tiered out into several smaller o.r.g.a.s.ms. Her words drifted toward the inarticulate as she collapsed against the bed. The vibrations smoothed back out to a low hum once again, obviously being controlled by the small remote Carl held in one hand.
"Oh, I don't think so. You've got more than that. We've only just begun, my little minx," he chided. He pulled her hips forward, shoving a few pillows beneath her tight little a.s.s before mounting her. Selena once again marveled at the size of his c.o.c.k. It was thick and fully engorged, ready for action. She watched as he positioned the fat, mushroomed head at the entrance to her tight pink p.u.s.s.y lips and slowly slid inside of her.
He felt as amazing as he had last night. She enjoyed the feel of his sizeable equipment as he made love to her. He slid in and out of her slowly and deeply, letting the vibrations quickly drive her quickly to the verge of another o.r.g.a.s.m. It was not as earth shattering as the last, but still felt amazing, more laid back and mellow.
Carl began f.u.c.king her harder and faster as she begged for more. "Yes, f.u.c.k me Carl. Harder...harder...make me scream," she panted. Carl was more than happy to grant her request.
"Yeah, that's it baby. Tell me how you want it," he said, slamming into her and grinding his hips forward for maximum penetration. "You like having my big d.i.c.k in your tight little p.u.s.s.y don't you? Tell
Their bodies became a whirlwind of motion as he increased the vibrations against her c.l.i.t several notches. The stimulation was almost intolerable and Selena began to buck against it once more, in an effort to reduce the intense friction, without success. Carl f.u.c.ked her relentlessly as she begged him for relief. Instead, he maxxed out the vibration level of the b.u.t.terfly and f.u.c.ked her harder, sending both of them into a fit of carnal eruptions that soaked the bed beneath them.
Carl collapsed on top of her for a moment, her body contorted beneath him between the restraints and pillows. He clicked off the vibrator that still whirred beneath him as he lay there. He rose slightly and placed small kisses on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, trailing down her stomach to her now excessively sensitive c.l.i.t. He softly dragged his tongue across it before sucking it into his mouth, enjoying the way she gasped in reaction. He laughed and rolled off the bed, setting about untying her restraints.
She sat up, rubbing her aching wrists as he bent down to kiss the top of her head. "Let's get you in the tub and soak away those sore muscles. We can't have you getting all stiff and achy before I'm done with you," he told her. He left her sitting there staring after him as he went to the bathroom and began running her a nice bath. She walked into the bathroom and he waved her toward the water. "Let's have a little soak, shall we?"
After she had climbed into the bath, he settled in behind her, letting her lean back onto him as he gently washed her arms and b.r.e.a.s.t.s from behind. He leaned her forward so that he could wash her back before pulling her toward to his chest again. Selena had never had anyone bath her like this before and found that she really enjoyed it. She relaxed against him and closed her eyes.
"Okay, I think we are going to get cold and pruny if we don't get out and dry off," he said finally. He was right, the water was getting a bit chilly and Selena stood to get out of the bath. Before she could step out, Carl had her pinned against the side of the tub. She could feel his erection pressing into her backside as he pushed her against the back wall surrounding the tub.
The tile was cold against her nipples as he wrapped her long wet hair around his hand and pulled her head back. "Look what you've done. I'm as hard as a rock again. I think that we're going to have to take care of this before we get out of the tub," he whispered in her ear. Before Selena could respond, his other hand had made its way down to her a.s.scheeks. Her wet skin made a loud crack as his large hand made contact with it. She felt the sting of his handprint and waited for another.
Instead, his hand found its way between her legs again, rubbing her already aching c.l.i.t. She let out a loud cry as he caught her off guard and shoved his c.o.c.k into her a.s.s, sending shards of pain through her. "f.u.c.k!" she screamed out. His response was a low laugh as he violated her tiny orifice slowly and steadily. She moaned against the tile wall as he increased his strokes, pounding her a.s.s with gus...o...b..fore filling her tight hole full of his warm goo.
There was nothing pa.s.sionate about what he had just done to her. He had just taken what he wanted and reaped his rewards. Selena supposed he had warned her from the beginning that he wasn't the romantic type, but she hadn't expected an impromptu a.n.a.l probing. He slapped her on the a.s.s again and told her to get cleaned up and meet him on the couch.
"Hey, guess what, the snow is clearing," he told her as she came into the front room. Selena went to the front window and looked out. The snow had stopped and the sun was out, but there was still quite a bit of snow on the ground.
She was still stranded here with him for a while. She wasn't complaining. He was amazing in bed. She would have liked a little more warning before he went rus.h.i.+ng into the backdoor like he had earlier, but overall he was incredible.
No wonder there were so many younger women going after older men, she thought to herself. While she hadn't been with a lot of guys, the ones her own age that she had been with were on top of you and done in two minutes. They didn't take time to explore and make sure the satisfaction was mutual. They certainly didn't play the naughty games that Carl seemed to have up his sleeve. She liked the way he was so aggressive and exerted control over her.
They spent the afternoon cuddling on the couch and watching old movies. Carl told her that he had been watching her in his cla.s.s for a long time.
"I've caught myself fantasizing about what I'd like to do to you several times while you were sitting in cla.s.s taking a test. I know that I'm not supposed to think about my students like that, but you make it hard...literally. I'm glad that we got stuck here together," he said.
Selena smiled up at him. She was glad she got stuck here too. He was opening a whole new world of possibilities to her. She couldn't wait to see what he had in store for her next.
"I am glad too. You aren't the only one with fantasies. I've thought about what you would feel like a thousand times while you stood in front of the cla.s.s lecturing. I don't think it will come as any surprise that I never imagined it would be like this though," she said.
Carl laughed softly and pulled her closer. "I just bet you didn't," he responded.
After the movie, they went about making dinner together. Carl threw some steaks on a little indoor grill and sliced some zucchini and squash alongside it. He poured them some wine and they sat at the kitchen bar side by side eating their simple meal. It was delicious. Selena was quite sure she could get used to being stuck inside with nothing better to do but eat, drink and f.u.c.k.
They made quick work of rinsing off the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher before returning to the living room. Carl excused himself to the bedroom for a while after dinner and Selena just a.s.sumed he was in the bathroom. Instead, he returned with a small velvet bag in his hand. He sat on the other segment of the large sectional couch so that he was at an angle to Selena. She wondered what he was up to now and found that the prospect of what he might do to her next excited her.
Carl pushed a b.u.t.ton on the TV remote and it switched over to what Selena a.s.sumed was the DVD player. The screen flooded with the image of a young, large-breasted blonde. She was propped against oversized pillows on a dark red satin ensconced bed. She wore nothing but a bra and thong, topped off by a garter belt and thigh highs. The ensemble was completed by a red hot pair of f.u.c.k me stilettos.
Selena watched as she pulled down the cups of her demi bra and began fondling her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She darted a glance in Carl's direction and, just as expected, he was watching her reaction. Selena felt herself flush. She supposed she shouldn't be embarra.s.sed by something as simple as watching a woman touching herself on video after what she had been doing with Carl the past 24 hours or so, but she was.
Why he was making her watch this was beyond her comprehension. It wasn't like he or she had any problem getting revved up for s.e.x. She continued to watch as the woman ran her hands along her curves and into her panties. She closed her eyes and leaned back into the pillows as her hand ma.s.saged her p.u.s.s.y beneath the fabric of her sheer thong, moaning slightly.
Selena didn't find it very exciting and noted that the camera work didn't seem very professional. It looked like it might be some sort of amateur p.o.r.no. Why did Carl even have this? She'd seem better p.o.r.n on Skinemax after midnight.
The woman continued masturbating for a while and then Selena heard a man's voice. It was somewhat distorted, as if it were m.u.f.fled somehow, but he was telling her to take off her panties so that he could have a better view. She did as he told her, sliding out of her bra at the same time. She resumed her position on the bed; her legs spread wide open to reveal her cleanly shaven p.u.s.s.y. The man told her he wanted to see her squirt and she smiled a bit.
Selena watched as the woman began rapidly rubbing her c.l.i.t, her moans escalating to almost a shriek. Within moments, she began spraying drops of fluid outward everywhere. Selena stared as the woman flooded the dark fabric in front of her with her fluids. "Wow," Selena exclaimed. She looked at Carl, who was still studying her face while she watched the video. "Is she peeing?" she asked with a wrinkled nose.
"No, she's squirting. Some women do it with intense stimulation and she can make herself squirt on a whim," he said.
Selena nodded, still not sure she understood. She was also wondering how he knew. How many videos of this woman did he have, or was he just guessing based on this one? She turned back toward the video. The woman was no longer on the bed. Selena wasn't sure if she had missed the transition or if it had just skipped to another part.
The woman was now completely naked and barefoot. Her wrists were shackled to a chain that disappeared toward the ceiling over her head and her toes barely touched the ground. Selena watched as a man in a black mask approached her with two clamps that he placed on her nipples. She gasped loudly as they snapped into place and the man twisted them slightly with his hands.
He walked away for a moment and when he returned, he had what looked like some sort of odd looking stool that he placed between her legs and appeared to lock into the floor.
Selena squirmed a little on the couch. She found that she was a bit intriqued by what was happening. He reached somewhere to the side and retrieved a large d.i.l.d.o with a suction base and put it on the top of the stool, positioning it just under her body. Then he stepped off camera again and Selena heard the sounds of chains moving.
He must have been operating a pulley of some sort that lowered the woman onto the d.i.l.d.o. She watched as the latex phallus slowly disappeared inside of her. As it disappeared completely, she heard the woman let out a loud groan. The chains stopped and she was just dangling there, impaled by the fake c.o.c.k. Selena watched, puzzled for a moment.
Then she heard a whirling sound as some sort of mechanism kicked into place and the top of the weird looking stool began to move downward slowly. It continued downward until all but the head of the d.i.l.d.o was visible. Then it stopped. There was a brief pause before it began moving back upward. Selena suddenly understood. She watched as the contraption began to move up and down, at first slowly, but then faster and faster until it was f.u.c.king the woman hard and fast.
The woman's big b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounced up and down as the d.i.l.d.o slammed into her to the hilt, over and over. Selena found watching the woman and listening to the high pitched squeals she was emitting each time the d.i.l.d.o hit bottom somehow erotic. She began to s.h.i.+ft a bit on the couch. She knew Carl was watching but she didn't look in his direction. She continued to watch the blonde until she once again began squirting her excitement all over the d.i.l.d.o. Selena could see the wetness coating the insides of her thighs as it ran down toward her knees.
Finally, the mechanism stopped with the woman fully seated on the d.i.l.d.o inside of her. The man moved back into view of the camera and began unlocking the stool thing. He removed it and Selena could see that the d.i.l.d.o was no longer attached. She could see just the bottom section of it between the woman's legs as he moved beside of her. He turned her body so that she was sideways toward the camera.
Selena was surprised to find she was getting wet watching the video. She watched with rapt attention as the man dropped his pants and pulled the woman back onto his raging hard on, taking her in the a.s.s and using her hips to swing her back and forth as he slid in and out of her. The woman cried out loudly as he f.u.c.ked her hard and fast. Her screams reached a crescendo, his hips banging into her backside over and over as he slapped her lily white behind with his large hands.
It sounded like he was killing her with his c.o.c.k and she was loving every inch of it. The man suddenly pulled out and spun her around to face him. He stroked his c.o.c.k a few more times, priming himself for his impending o.r.g.a.s.m. His hand jerked forward one last time as he sprayed a heavy load of c.u.m all over her pretty face and b.r.e.a.s.t.s. It was then that Selena noticed it.
The scar that ran down the side of his hand. She had seen it before. She looked over at Carl, at his hand resting on his knee. The masked man in the video was Carl! She suddenly found herself wildly aroused. Carl stopped the video and followed her gaze to his hand.
"Did you enjoy my little presentation, Selena?" he asked. Selena just smiled and nodded her head slightly. "Good, get undressed and get on your knees," he told her. Selena did as she was told. She had never considered herself one for getting turned on by p.o.r.n, but she wanted him so badly right now that she could barely think. He pulled a set of clamps from the bag and knelt down toward her, clamping them onto her tender nipples and twisting them as he had in the video.
Selena gasped. The pinching sensation was intense. It hurt, but it was a good kind of pain. He reached further down and clamped another one onto her c.l.i.t, pulling it forward until she moaned loudly and drew her breath in deeply. Then he walked back toward the couch and stood in front of it as he got undressed, laying his clothes neatly in a pile beside him.
"Crawl to me," he told her and she did as she was told. Once she had arrived, he reached forward and ran his fingers across her lips.
"You have a beautiful face. Those lips of yours are perfect. I'd like to see them wrapped around my d.i.c.k," he said. Selena understood that it was not just an idle comment. She moved forward and began licking the head of his shaft, slowly swirling her tongue around the large head and flicking it back and forth across the vein underneath.
"That's it, baby. Look at me. I want to see those gorgeous eyes of yours looking at me while your mouth is full of my c.o.c.k," he moaned.
Selena did as she was told, teasing his c.o.c.k until he was like granite and barely fit in her mouth. She worked her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, enjoying the way it pulsated against her tongue. His hands found the back of her head and forced her downward, gagging her on his thick piece of meat. He released her for a moment, letting her catch her breath, then shoved her back down.
He kept his hands on the back of her head, guiding her up and down on his c.o.c.k. Selena made loud gagging and slurping noises as she serviced him. He finally pulled her up, looking down at her flushed face. Selena could feel her eyes watering. Carl pulled her up toward him, bending down to kiss her. His mouth was warm, hungry. She leaned into his kiss until he suddenly pulled away.
"Stand up and turn around," he told her.
She did as she was told and then found herself being pulled down onto his lap. Her put his hands on her waist and bounced her a little onto his c.o.c.k as he entered her, then moved his hands up to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, already aching from the clamps that were still in place on them. She winced a little as he pulled at the clamps, twisting them slightly as he began sliding in and out of her wet hole.
He made love to her slowly, easing in and out of her as she rode him in reverse, cowboy style. Soon, his thrusts grew more forceful as he moved his hands around her and twisted the clamp that still rested on her c.l.i.t. She let out a loud howl as he teased her c.l.i.t with the clamp, bucking his hips wildly against her as she bounced up and down on his lap. Selena grunted and moaned, letting out a loud shriek similar to the woman on the tape when he suddenly pulled downward with his hand, yanking the clip free from her c.l.i.t roughly as he filled her with hot, sticky s.e.m.e.n.
She stood, letting Carl's juices flow down the inside of her thighs. He stood and reached behind her, moving his hands to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and taking off the remaining clamps. He ma.s.saged her nipples to ease the soreness and bring back the circulation as he kissed the nape of her neck softly. She tilted her head to one side, enjoying his soft lips on her neck. He placed kisses across her shoulder as he cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t.s in his hands.
"Go take a shower," he told her. "I'll be in there in a minute."
Selena went to the shower and began cleaning herself up. Carl joined her shortly, was.h.i.+ng her back and her hair for her. She stepped out of the shower and began drying off as he finished his own shower. The two of them climbed into bed naked and fell asleep curled up like spoons.
When Selena awoke the next morning, she found that it was daylight and Carl was already up and about. She padded down the hallway naked and found him in the kitchen making pancakes. She could see the sun s.h.i.+ning in through the windows.
"Well, good morning gorgeous," Carl said cheerfully. "Guess what, the roads are clear and the bridge is open. You can go home," Carl told her.
Selena was a little disappointed, but knew that she needed to get home. It was Sat.u.r.day and she had things she needed to do there. "That's good," she replied. She went back to the bedroom and got dressed to go home.
They sat down at the bar and ate their pancakes together in silence. When they were done, Carl went out and started the car. Selena looked out the window as they made the trip to her house. She was already beginning to wonder what would happen from here. Would this just be a weekend to remember or would she see more of him? She didn't want to sound like some needy little school girl by asking.
When they arrived at her house, Carl said a very polite goodbye. Selena chalked it up to being afraid that someone might see them. He told her he had enjoyed their amazing weekend and that he would see her in cla.s.s. Selena thanked him awkwardly and got out of the car, forcing herself not to look back as she made her way to the front door. She leaned against it and sighed heavily as she got inside and closed it behind her.
The rest of the weekend was uneventful. It was just the typical weekend at home, with the exception that Selena found herself drifting off from time to time, reliving her wild weekend with her kinky lit professor. By the time Monday rolled around, he was all she could think about. Her lit cla.s.s couldn't get there quick enough for her to see him again.
She arrived early, hoping to see him before cla.s.s, but he wasn't there yet. By the time he arrived, there were already some other students arriving. He looked incredible today in a dark green b.u.t.ton down s.h.i.+rt and simple pair of khaki pants.
Selena squirmed a little in her seat. Carl was careful not to make eye contact with her in the cla.s.s. She understood that he couldn't give away their relations.h.i.+p, but she was disappointed that he didn't at least give her a nod of some sort.
Once cla.s.s ended, she hung back a bit in hopes of catching a moment alone with him, but was once again disappointed when other students filed into the cla.s.sroom. He still made no attempt to call her aside or acknowledge her in any way and she tried to reconcile her understanding with her anger at being ignored.
She picked up her things from her desk and started out the doors with them. She had never paid attention to the other people coming into the cla.s.sroom for the next cla.s.s before, but today she had hung back long enough to actually see some of the faces in the next cla.s.s.
One of them was a buxom young blonde. While Selena had never noticed her before, she was hard to miss today. She had just seen her a couple of nights before in all her glory, straddling a souped up stool that she rode to ecstasy.
This was unf.u.c.king believable! The man that had initially resisted her advances when she came onto him because she was a student had been f.u.c.king a student before he met her. Selena was guessing she wasn't the first one. She wondered if he now ignored this one too. a.s.shole!