“Tracy, oh I’m sorry. Hello Professor
Caldwell.” “Hey how are you doing?”
“I’m good sir.”
This was my chance to get away. “Well thank you Professor Caldwell for the ride. This is my roommate; he’ll take me the rest of the way.” I got in Eric’s car and closed the door.
“Okay Tracy. I’ll see you in class.”
I could tell he was mad enough to spit fire but there was nothing he could do. He was not gonna make a scene. So he just let me go. After Eric pumped the gas he got in the car.
“Where were y’all going?”
“Back to his place”
“For real? Damn girl, you fuckin’ a teacher?”
“No I’m not fuckin him, but there is something I need to tell you about him.”
Just then that old Earth Wind and Fire song “In the Stone” came on the radio.
“Oh that’s my jam!” Eric turned the radio up as loud as he could get it. Another blown opportunity for me to tell him what was really going on.
Chapter 7
Michelle How dare that bitch call me a bear? I should knock her ass out on the spot for that shit. But me being the lady that I am, is just gonna walk away from beating her ass. But one thing I do know is that something is going on with her. I don’t know what it is, but she always wants Eric to talk to her in private about something. Since Eric and Tracy are both gone, I might as well do a little looking around that hoe’s room to find out what’s the deal. I walked into her room and started going through her dresser drawers looking for anything that might tip me off. I quickly found out that Tracy is one boring bitch. I couldn’t find a thing that I could use to make that bitch miserable.
I’ve never liked people that thought they were better than me. I hate those light skin, long fake hair, press on nails bitches. They think just because they look a certain way that they are better than me or that their pussy is better than mine. From what I hear those bitches are the worst ones in bed. Just lay there looking good but the sex is horrible. My sister is one of those light skin women and Mama never made her sleep with any of them stankin’ ass niggas from the neighborhood. It was always me ’cause my butt was bigger, and I had bigger lips. My sister was petite, thin lips, narrow hips. And Mama always tried to tell us we had the same daddy. There was no way in hell we had the same dad. I saw him before. That nigga was tall and black as night. Mama ain’t no red bone herself. So where did this snow bunny come from? Mama always made her to be better than me for some reason. I was the child she called when it was time to pay off her dept. My sister was the child she called when she wanted to show off her kids.
I walked over to her night stand. In the top drawer was a note pad with an angel on the cover. I opened it and realized it was Tracy’s journal. I flipped through a few pages and finally came across something I felt I could use.
3/18/03 Today was beautiful. Byron and I made love for hours today. I can barely walk. I know that if Brandon finds out what I’m doing behind his back he’ll be devastated. But I have to live for me. Sometimes I want to break it off with Byron because I feel if it gets out that he is sleeping with one of his students then it will hurt both of us. I don’t know what I would do if that happened. My family has pretty much groomed me to be Brandon’s wife. He’s even been on family vacations with my family. I love Brandon and don’t want to hurt him but I have to be true to my heart. Byron makes me happy. I never thought I could feel this way about any man that wasn’t Brandon. I am truly in a love triangle.
“That dirty bitch!” She was cheating on her man. Miss Prissy ain’t so fuckin’ innocent. I fumbled through a few more pages I was trying to find this Byron person’s last name. I figured if I can find it where they first met she might have put his last name in the book. As I looked for his name I read about the time she and Byron did it in his office. She even talked about sitting in the front row of his class with no underwear on. She wrote: Every time he walked by I would spread my legs so he could see what he would be getting later.
“That bitch was fucking a teacher.” Finally, almost in the front of the book I found what I was looking for:
12/15/02 I don’t know what came over me today. Mr. Caldwell was in the middle of teaching and I just winked at him and licked my lips. After I did it I just sat there hoping that he didn’t see it. After class he called me to his desk. I walked in and he offered me a soda. I told him I was sorry for my behavior and he said that he had noticed me from the first day of class and always wanted to say something to me. He walked over to me and leaned in to kiss me. What
was really shocking was that I didn’t resist. We kissed like old lovers. His large hands roamed all over my body. I pulled away and we just stared at each other. He told me to call him Byron and we exchanged numbers. I don’t know what I’ve started but I think I just assured myself an A in his class.
“Byron Caldwell. For some reason that name sounds familiar to me.” I put the journal back in the drawer and walked out of her room. I was sure I had heard that name somewhere before. I have an aunt that works down at the College of Miami. I asked her about Byron Caldwell. From what she told me, he transferred to a school here in North Carolina. I went in my room and looked through our staff office numbers list.
“I’ll be damned! Byron Caldwell works here.” His name was fifth from the top of the page. That’s why his name sounded so familiar to me. I had heard several girls talking about this fine ass teacher named Professor Caldwell. If I’m not mistaken, he teaches in the Culinary Arts Department.
A few minuets later Eric pulled up with Tracy getting out of the passenger side. Eric walked in the house first. “What’s up girl?” Tracy didn’t speak to me. She just walked right past me. I started
to call her out but right then I decided not to tell anybody about what I had found out. I wanted to wait and use it when I needed it. I’m gonna keep this little secret as my ace in the hole. “Nothing. Just sitting around the house chillin’.” The next day I walked over to the Culinary Arts building to get a good look at Professor Caldwell. I went during the middle of class to make sure Tracy didn’t see me over in that building. I found out what room he was in and went looking for it.
“Room thirty four, where are you?” As I turned another corner, room thirty four was directly in front of me. There was a small rectangular glass in the door. I walked up and looked in and saw the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen standing in front of the class lecturing. Byron Caldwell had the body of an ancient Greek god.
“I see why she was fucking him, that nigga fine as hell.” He had to be in his mid to late thirties, and all man. You could tell he kept himself fit. I stared through that small glass for what seemed like twenty minuets.
“May I help you young lady?” I spun around to see that another professor had caught me looking into the class room. “No Sir. I’m fine. I was just leaving.”
As I walked away from the door I figured out how to get at Ms. Thang. It was going to take a lot of work and planning but I can pull it off.
I walked out of the building and saw my little friend, Prentice, walking across campus. “Prentice hold up”
He stopped and waited on me to catch up to him. His eyes lit up, as I got closer to him.
“Hey where are you going?” I asked
“I’m bout to go get something to eat.”
“I feel you. I’m ’bout to go back to the house and make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.”
“Well if you want, you can come to lunch with me. I was going to Burger King, but we can go wherever you want.”
Bingo! I knew he was going to offer. He’s a nice guy. Gullible, but nice.
“Well, I’m in the mood for Chinese”
“There’s a Chinese buffet up the street. I hear the food there is pretty good. We can go there if you like.”
“Cool, I guess we can say this is our first date.”
The biggest smile ran across his face. His chest even poked out a little.
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br /> “Yeah, I guess we can say that.”
We walked over to his car. He held the passenger door open for me and closed it when I sat down. As he walked around the car I watched him in the rear view mirror. He was all excited and happy. He got in the car and I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. That was just to make sure he was gonna pay for my meal.
“Thank you for holding my door for me.”
To be honest, I had never had a guy hold open a door for me. Better yet, I never had a man pay for my meal.
“No problem. A man is supposed to hold the door for a lady.”
I was wearing a tight black mini skirt with heels and a red top. I caught Prentice taking quick peeks at my thighs as we drove to the restaurant. I opened my legs a little to give a better view of my upper thighs and maybe even a hint of my thong I was wearing.
“Watch out! The light red!”
He was looking so hard at my legs we almost ran out into the middle of a busy intersection.
“I’m sorry about that. My mind was a million miles away.”
“Just keep your eyes on the road for right now.” I could tell he was a little embarrassed. He knew I had caught him looking between my legs.
Once inside the restaurant, our waiter was a tall fine ass Chinese guy. I always thought that all Chinese people were short and skinny but this guy was about 5’10 and looked like he worked out a little. Our eyes locked and I knew I had to have some of him a.s.a.p. He took our order and in a few seconds he came back with our drinks. He placed a napkin in front of me with something written on it: Come to the door between the bathrooms in 5 minuets. I looked up at him and he smiled. I retuned the smile with a sly yes nod. Prentice was so busy looking around he had no idea what was going on in front of him. The restaurant had large fish tanks with very exotic looking fish in them. There were chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. It looked like a really fancy ballroom. Prentice and I made small talk for the next five minutes, when I said
“I’ll be right back I have to go to the rest
room.” “Oh, okay.”
I stood up and Prentice stood up as well as I walked away from the table. I thought, he’s a real gentleman.
I walked up to the middle door and turned the knob. There was the waiter sitting on a box. I walked over to him and instantly started kissing him. I had never been with an oriental person before but I was willing to be with his fine ass. Without saying a word to me, he pulled up my skirt and pulled my thong to the side. He dropped to his knees and stuck his tongue deep inside my pussy. I sat on the box and put my legs on his shoulders. He sucked my clit while he fingered me. He was going at a frantic pace I could tell he was trying to get me off quickly. As he licked me I began rubbing my clit so I could get off quick. It wasn’t three minuets and I had glazed his face with my cum. He stood up and fixed his hard dick in his pants so that it was not poking straight out. He turned to me and said, “Thank you very much. Is there anything else I can get you?”
I wanted to bust out laughing. “Yeah can you get me another napkin please, to wipe my pussy.”
He handed me a towel and left the room. I walked out the room about a minute after he did. I got back to thetable and Prentice asked me. “You all right? You’ve been gonefor like ten minuets.”
“I’m good. Just had to take care of some female business that’s all.”
He didn’t say anything else about it, and neither did I. The waiter walked over to our table and asked, “Iseverything alright? Can I get you anything else?”
I laughed out loud. He just walked away. For the rest of our meal I kept looking at the waiter, wanting to find a way to get him back in that little room and fuck him. By the time we finished our meal, I guess they had a change of shift and our original waiter had left for the day; I wasn’t mad. I guess I can add Chinese to my list of men I’ve been with.
Chapter 8
Eric I’ve waited all week for Saturday to get here. Thomas, Skye, Misa and I are getting together to work on our class project today. Our class only meets on Monday and Wednesday so I’ve anticipated this day for the last two days. I walked into the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal before heading to the library to meet with my classmates. Michelle was sitting to the kitchen table already enjoying a healthy breakfast of eggs, sausage, toast and grits loaded with butter and giant cup of grape Flavor Aid.
I looked at all the food she was eating. “Damn girl did you make me some too?”
She looked up at me. “Hell nah! I ain’t your mama.”
“I hope your ass choke on that toast,” I said laughing, as I poured my cereal in a bowl. Michelle stopped eating long enough to say something that really got me to thinking.
“You ever heard the expression. What you do in the dark will soon come to light?”
“Yeah I’ve heard that before. Why?”
“Just wondering, that’s all.”
I knew there was a lot more to her asking me that. She knew something about someone, and I wanted to know what it was. “Michelle, stop trippin’ and tell me what you’re talking about?”
“You’ll find out in due time.”
I hate it when people play that kid game: I know something you don’t know. I just shrugged my shoulders. “Whatever.”
I don’t think even Michelle can get me out of the great mood I’m in today. All I could think about was spending the day with Thomas.
I pulled up to the library. I saw Misa and Skye getting out of a red Nissan Sentra. I pulled into the space right next to them. Skye stood back and waited on me to get out of my car.
“Good morning Eric.” She said to me with the sexiest voice.
I put a little bass in my voice. “Good morning how are you today?”
“I’m good. So, you ready to spend a lot of time working together?”
“I’m ready for anything.”
To me that sounded like a hidden invitation to something later on. My main objective is Thomas. But, I’m not gonna turn down some easy pussy either. I ran my eyes over Skye’s tight sexy body. She is about 5’7 and I’ll say around 140 pounds. She has short jet black hair and an apple shaped butt.Her breasts are a perfect mouth full size. Her light complexion and that body have all the guys at school wanting to get at her.
As we walked into the Library, I saw Thomas and Misa huddled up in a corner. It didn’t look like they were talking about the project at all. His hands were on her thick thighs under the table. He looked up and saw Skye and me walking over, and gently removed his hand from her leg.
Misa was a stallion herself. She was thick in all the right places. She filled out a pair of jeans nicely. I would say she was a size 14 with DD breast. She had the long hair working too. It was damn near to the top of her round butt. Those Asian eyes just made a brotha want to melt. Thomas made it clear that she was what he wanted. He laughed at all her silly jokes and paid attention to every word that fell from her lips. We sat at the table for about two and a half hours when we all decided it was time to take a break. I didn’t see why we needed one; we hadn’t worked on the project but for twenty minuets. The rest of the time we all flirted and talked about where we were from.
While on break, I noticed Thomas walking to the rest room. I decided that this might be a good time for me to take a look at what he was working with. In jeans he looks like he’s hung like a horse, but I wanted to see the uncovered version. I waited about ten seconds and walked in the restroom behind him. He
stood in front of the urinal, getting ready to handle his business. I walked up to the urinal next to him.
“Thomas, your girl Misa is fine as hell.” I said trying to sound as manly as I could.
I guess it’s an unwritten rule that when guys are standing at a urinal you don’t turn your head and look at anybody or anything. You talk looking straight ahead while pissing. I knew he wasn’t gonna look at me and that was the perfect opportunity I needed to cut my eyes over and see his massive black dick sticking out the front of his pants.
Bef
ore I could catch myself, “Good God,” flew from my lips. Thomas cut his eyes over at me.
“You all right?” He asked me as he shook the last few drops of pee from his dick.
“Yeah, I was just thinking about seeing Skye naked that’s all.” I was nervous as hell. I thought he had caught me looking at him.
“Yeah, she is fine. But imagine Misa naked. Now that’s something to say good God about.” We laughed a little and he walked out the door. Wait till I get home and tell Michelle I saw Thomas’s dick. She’s gonna trip out.
Two steps out of the restroom, I felt somebody grab my arm. It was Skye. She had stood outside the door waiting on me to come out.
“Eric come with me. I want to show you something”
We walked upstairs to a corner barely used in the library. It was obvious she had been here before ’cause she led me right to this secluded spot. The spot was tucked away from where anybody could see you. Skye walked up to me and whispered in my ear. “I want you to fuck me.”
My mouth fell open as my dick jumped to an instant erection. She ran her hand down my pants and felt how hard I was.
“Damn, feel like you don’t have a problem with my request.”
I gently grabbed her breasts and began to massage her nipples through her shirt. After a few seconds her nipples looked like she was walking down the frozen food section at the grocery store. They were hard and almost poking through her bra. She got down her knees and undid my pants.
“You want me to suck it baby?” She asked me rubbing me through my boxer briefs.
“Go ahead, do your thang.”
She pulled my dick out and I suddenly felt her hot mouth engulf me. She started out slow making sure she coated every inch of my member with her spit. I could tell she wanted to get sloppy with it but she had to remember that we were not in my house but in the school’s library. She licked all around the head of my dick. Finally, she took all of me deep down her throat. It was obvious this was not the first time she sucked a dick. This girl had skills. She did this thing, where she would have my entire dick inher mouth and she would make her tongue jump while sucking me.
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