by Jessica Wood
Essie finally broke the silence. “Hey Chad, why don’t we go and watch a movie or something?”
Chad looked at her for a second and slowly nodded his head. “Okay, sounds good.” He looked at Carson. “I will be in your office on Monday so we can chat. I wouldn’t want to have to tell my dad about what I saw tonight.” He walked towards the door. “Oh and Abby, feel free to wear slutty clothes to class on Monday. I’m sure I’m not the only one who would like to see your tits on display.” He laughed as he walked out of the door and Essie followed him.
“I’m sorry.” Essie hugged Abby. “Call me tomorrow, okay.”
Abby nodded her head and watched her friend walk out the door. She stood there watching the door unable to face Carson.
“So want to watch a movie?” Carson walked up to her and rubbed her upper arm. She felt a tingle run through her. Her stomach was in knots but she still felt the electricity between them. She could smell the sex in the air and wondered how many students he had had in his home.
“Who was she?” She turned around and looked at him angrily.
“I don’t think that’s any of your business.” He stared at her and paused. “I don’t want to talk about it, Abby.”
“Is this something you do every semester? Look for a student to fuck?” Her words tripped out bitterly.
“I didn’t know you were a student when I first met you, Abby.” His voice was soft. “I’m not in the habit of sleeping with students.”
“But you have?” Abby’s voice was soft, as if she didn’t want him to hear the question. “You have slept with other students?” She watched his face carefully as she spoke and felt a lurch in her stomach when she saw the resigned look on his face.
“Yes. I have.” He turned around. “That’s the end of this conversation.” He walked to the fridge and grabbed a beer. “Let’s go watch a movie.”
Abby watched him walk out of the room and pinched herself to try and stop the pain she felt in her heart. She didn’t understand why it hurt so bad to hear that he had been with another student. The photo had torn something inside of her. She had seen the intense ecstasy and pleasure on both of their faces in the photo. While she knew he had had other women in the past and that they had no holds on each other, part of her had felt special. She had thought that perhaps they had a real connection. Now she was starting to think that it was all about the sex.
“Are you coming, Abby?” Carson called out expectedly.
“Yes. I’m coming.” She walked slowly to the living room and paused at the door. Carson was lying back on the couch and she hesitated before going to sit next to him. She wanted to sit on another couch but she knew that he would never accept that.
“What would you like to watch?” He spoke cautiously, his voice was gentle but she could feel an undercurrent in his tone. He did not want to be questioned further that night.
“I don’t care. I’d rather be at home, if I’m honest.” She spoke nonchalantly, wanting to him to feel some of the doubt she was feeling.
“Ah, but if you were at home, you wouldn’t be having quite as much fun, would you?” He smiled at her and she turned away from him.
“Let’s watch ‘Law and Order’ then.” Abby grabbed the remote from him and turned the channel to USA. She knew if anyone had on the crime series it would be USA.
“Do you like Cops then?” His voice was casual but she had a feeling that he had a reason for the question.
“I can’t say I care for them in particular. But I’m lucky enough to not know any.”
“Abby, are you going to be surly all night?” Carson sighed.
She ignored him and checked her phone. There was a text message from Essie. “Hope you are feeling okay. Don’t let the photo of him and that slut get you down.”
Abby texted back a quick thanks and sat back and watched the show. Carson jumped up and turned off the lights so that they were sitting in virtual darkness and he snuggled up next to her. She tried to hold her body stiffly so that she was not touching him. But as the scene got creepier she found her body naturally relaxing into his. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and she saw his smile from the corner of her eye. She wasn’t done trying to find out what his past was but she was too tired to think about it that night.
“That was a creepy episode, remind me to never get a nanny when I have kids,” Carson whispered in her ear as the episode ended.
“Yeah, I don’t think I’ll ever get one now either,” Abby answered him while feeling a secret thrill inside. He wanted kids one day!
“Okay, let’s watch something else now.” He flicked through the channels and stopped on one of the movie channels. They both watched the screen in awe as they saw a lady giving a man a lap dance naked.
“I can remember getting my own special lap dance last night.” Carson’s hand grazed her leg. “It was a very sexy one.”
“I guess you were a lucky man then.” Abby’s voice was breathless. She rubbed her hand over his chest.
“I was a very lucky man.” Carson moved his hand to her stomach and ran it up over her breasts. “Okay, get up.” Carson’s voice boomed and made Abby jumped.
“What?” She looked at him in bewilderment.
“I said get up, young lady. I need to frisk you.” Carson looked at her meanly.
“Huh?”
“Call me Officer O’Brien.” He winked at her.
Abby flushed and tried to hide her smile. “Uh, yes Officer O’Brien.” So Carson wanted to role-play, did he? Abby was excited to see where the night was going to take them.
“Follow me.” Carson grabbed her hand and took her up the stairs to his bedroom. He went into his closet and took out a black negligee from a plastic bag. “Put this on.”
She took the sexy nightwear from him and was about to ask if it was his exes’ when she saw the tag on it still. She went into the bathroom and changed. She gasped as she realized that there was no material to cover her breasts. He certainly knew how to pick out outfits he liked. She walked into the bedroom and Carson stood there in the dark with the only light coming from two candles. She drooled when she saw him standing there in nothing but a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs and a pair of handcuffs.
“Officer, where would you like me to stand?” She looked at him innocently and delighted in the look of desire she saw in his face as he looked at her.
“Come over to me,” he growled.
She walked over to him slowly, feeling her breasts bounce up and down. She saw his eyes stare at her breasts and she felt like a siren. She deliberately bumped into him and felt her breasts rub against his chest. She felt him breathe in as she rubbed her breasts against him before stepping back apologetically.
“Oops, sorry officer.” She smiled at him shyly.
“Put your hands up.” He walked towards her and raised her arms and handcuffed her. “Stand still while I search you for drugs.” She shivered at his grin and she felt his hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples.
“I don’t think I can hide drugs in my breasts, officer.” She pretended to frown at him.
“You may have fake breasts on to hide the drugs in.” He bent down and licked her nipples until they were as hard as rocks. He then gently nibbled on them with his teeth. Abby could feel herself getting wet.
“Ouch,” she cried out as he bit down on them harder.
“Sorry, ma’am. I needed to make sure they were real.” He grinned up at her. Then he reached his hands down and rubbed her ass. “Nice ass ma’am.”
“Thank you, officer. Oh,” she gasped as he slipped his hands in-between her legs from behind, rubbing on her clit. She felt the wetness on his fingers as he continued to rub in-between her legs. She could barely stand still as he slipped a finger inside of her.
“Ma’am, you have to stand still, while I check to see if there are any drugs hidden in your pussy.” He slipped another finger in her pussy, and it was all Abby could do to remain still as he fingered her.
“Ma’am
, I’m going to have to ask you to lie down. I need to explore this hiding place a bit closer.” Carson pulled his fingers out of her and walked her over to the bed. She sat down and lay back, with her arms still stretched out above her. He pulled her back down the bed so that her ass was nearly hanging off the bed. He got on his knees and stuck his head in-between her legs. Abby could feel the breath on her pussy and she felt herself quaking inside at the anticipation of his mouth on her. She felt his tongue flicking against her clit and she wanted to cry out for more. She was rewarded for her silence because within seconds she felt his tongue enter her deep; he was in so deep that she felt his nose rubbing against her clit. She groaned as she felt his tongue exploring her.
“Hmm, I’m not sure I’m feeling any drugs in there.” His low voice sounded like a rumble to her ears as he spoke. “Let me check again.” Once again, he stuck his tongue in her and she felt her pussy trembling in his face. He reached up and squeezed her nipples with his hands as his tongue lavished her and she felt herself coming hard in his face.
“Yeah, I don’t feel anything.” He grinned at her and pushed her back up on the bed, She lay there looking up at him as he leaned over her and she saw him pull his briefs off. “I guess there is only one other way to tell.” He opened her legs and she spread them willingly. She felt his cock at her opening and he slid it into her slowly. She groaned as he pulled it out and just had it resting on her clit.
“Hold on.” He grinned and jumped off of the bed. He walked back with some contraption in his hand. “Another gift for you.”
“What is it?” She looked at him curiously.
“A butterfly.” He reached two black straps up her thighs and placed a small butterfly next to her clit.
“What does it do?” she asked but quickly realized when he flicked the switch and turned it on. The butterfly started vibrating against her clit and she moaned with pleasure. He grinned down at her and got back on top of her. She looked at him in surprise, she didn’t know what he was about to do and was surprised to feel his cock enter her as the butterfly was still vibrating against her.
“Oh my god, oooh,” she yelled out as he pumped into her. She couldn’t believe the depths of pleasure she was experiencing as he slid in and out of her, while the butterfly was massaging her clit.
“Ahhhh!” she screamed with pleasure as she came while he was still pumping into her. She wanted to reach down, grab his back and pull him off her, she didn’t know if she could stand any more pleasure. It was so intense and she felt like she was having an out of body experience.
“Fuck me, Abby.” Carson growled at her and flipped her on top of him. She sat on top of him and rubbed back and forth trying to fit his cock into her without being able to touch it. The rubbing only intensified the feel of the butterfly on her clit and she felt herself coming on his cock as she rubbed back and forth on him. She heard him groaning and she saw pure lust on his face as he looked up at her.
“Lean down,” he growled and she obeyed. He took one of her breasts in his mouth and adjusted his cock so it slid into her wet pussy. She groaned as she felt him inside of her once more and she bounced up and down on him, grinding her pussy into him so she could feel him hard and deep inside of her.
“Oh shit Abby, don’t stop.” He groaned and held her hips down on him and she bounced up and down on his cock. She collapsed on top of him as they came together powerfully. It took a couple of minutes for them to gather their breath.
“Officer, do you think you can take the handcuffs off now,” she asked politely, while licking Carson’s nipple.
“Since you asked so nicely.” Carson grinned down at her and reached over and clicked them off of her. She clenched her fingers and rubbed them together before pulling herself up on him, she grabbed his face and brought it up to hers, kissing him hard. He pulled her into his arms and she fell asleep cuddled into his chest.
Chapter Thirteen
Abby woke up extremely satisfied. She could hear a heartbeat underneath her ear and she realized that she was still cuddled up to Carson. She looked over and saw him staring at her.
“Morning.” He smiled at her as their eyes meet.
“Morning,” she said softly. She snuggled into his warm body and sighed with happiness. She had never felt this content before and then she remembered the photo. She drew away from him and lay next to him stiltedly.
“What’s wrong, Abby?” He looked at her with concern.
“Who was the girl in the photo, Carson?” She spoke softly, staring into his eyes.
“You aren’t going to let this go, are you?” He sighed.
“No.” She bit her lip. “Aren’t you worried, Carson?”
“No.” He paused. “The Dean is not going to fire me, Abby.” He sounded confident of himself.
“That’s not what I’m concerned about.” Which was only partly true, it wasn’t her first concern but she had been worried about his job.
“Well, gee, thanks.” He laughed.
“What is this, Carson?” She pointed at the both of them. “Is this something you do every year?”
He looked at her pained. “I really don’t want to talk about this, Abby.”
“Fine. Then just let me go home. I don’t want to deal with this anymore.” Abby made to get out of the bed and he grabbed her arm.
“Don’t leave, Abby. Please. You are different. I promise you, I never felt this way about the others.”
“Others?” She gasped. “So there has been more than one other?” She looked at him with pain in her eyes and he sighed and closed his eyes for a second.
“Fine. I’ll tell you.” He looked at her searchingly. “There have been two others. The first girl, I didn’t know she was a student. She was never in any of my classes. We had sex a few times and that was it. I didn’t care about her at all.”
Abby tried to ignore the sour feeling rising up in her and listened to him.
“The second girl, the girl in the photo. Her name was Holly. I didn’t think anything of her and then one day, she came to class and sat in the front row.” He paused.
“Go on, Carson.” Abby pleaded with him. She had to know everything.
“I was there teaching the class and I saw her open her legs. I saw she had no panties on and she was exposing her pussy to me. I looked at her face and she grinned at me. I was in shock. She then started to finger herself, right there in the class. Right in front of me. I didn’t know what was going on.” He looked at her to see if she understood but was met by her stony gaze. “After the class, she came up to me and told me she had a problem. I asked her what she had a problem with and she took my hand and put in up her skirt next to her pussy. She told me that she hadn’t been able to come in class and could I help her.”
Abby bit her lip and tried to control the anger and jealousy coursing through her listening to Carson talk about the slut.
“I tried to pull my hand away and she pushed me down to the chair and got on my lap and danced for me. I couldn’t help myself, Abby. But it was just sex. She never meant anything to me.”
“How long did you see her?” Abby needed to know all the details.
“We slept together for the rest of the semester.” Carson looked pained. “Abby, I don’t think I should tell you anymore of the story.”
“Why did you stop? What happened?”
“She got pregnant.” The words dropped like a bomb in the room and Abby felt tears build up in her eyes.
“I see.”
“No, no you don’t. It wasn’t mine.” Carson looked at her intensely. “You see she was also sleeping with someone else.”
“Oh.” Abby wondered if that had hurt Carson, wondered if he had loved Holly.
“She was sleeping with the dean, Abby.”
“What?” Abby gasped with shock.
“I asked her what she wanted to do about the baby and she told me she wasn’t sure it was mine. That there was someone else. I was miffed more than heartbroken.”
“I s
ee.”
“She told me about the dean then. Told me she had met him while she had worked as a secretary at the school. Supposedly someone she worked with was also sleeping with him and had told her that he gave girls scholarships in exchange for sex.”
“That’s awful.” Abby gasped again, wondering if any if the girls she had worked with were also doing the dean.
“Yeah. He totally abuses his power. But there is nothing I can do because she told him about her and me as well. So he knows that I also know about him and that is why he will never fire me.”
“Oh I see.” Abby realized that it was a big sordid mess and she felt dirty and used just hearing about it. “I don’t want to see you anymore, Carson.” Her voice was pained but she didn’t think she could handle the depths of hurt inside of her. She reached down and played with her phone and saw another text from Essie. “Just fucked Chad. Talk soon.”
Abby sighed. She didn’t know why Essie would mess around with him after the previous evening. How awkward would it be now to be around Chad all the time if he actually started dating Essie?
“Are you okay, Abby?” Carson’s voice sounded pained. “I’ve never met a girl like you before, Abby. You are really special to me. I’ve been so scared that I would wake up and find out that having you in my life has all been a dream.” He grabbed her hand to his. “When you didn’t show up for dinner that night, I thought my life was over. I hadn’t known you very long but I knew that you were my missing half. When I saw you in class that day, I had never been so angry and so happy in my life. I may be your professor, Abby, but you are so much more to me than my student. I want you to be my wife, the mother of my children.”
