from day one. My offer with the school is a one-year probationary contract; standard procedure for this district I’ve been told. The principal assures me that I have nothing to worry about as she sat in on my student-teaching several times.
Once I’ve made all the checklists I can possibly think of, I glance at the clock. It’s already six o’clock. Wow! I definitely knew I needed to take up some time, and I’ve more than accomplished that. I close all the tabs on my laptop, gather up my notebooks, and pack it all up into my satchel.
Running off to the bedroom, I strip down and suddenly realize how fast my heart is racing. I sit down on the bed. I close my eyes, and breathe. “You can do this. You want to do this.” I remember how incredible Seth’s mouth felt on my body, and how expertly his tongue worked my pussy. One more breath out and I open my eyes. “Let’s do this.”
I take the lingerie off the dresser, and step into the sheer front panties. Touching myself through the front, it causes goosebumps to spread across my thighs. Strapping on the lacy bra, I hitch the girls into place and take a look at myself in the mirror. Damn you look good, girl. Not that it really matters, but I try to decide what to wear over it. I want them to be shocked when they remove my clothes, so I opt for just some Aztec print shorts with lace t the hem, and a navy blue mid-drift. Lightly, I apply my Victoria’s Secret Love Spell perfume and body lotion.
Six forty-five and the doorbell rings.
I make him wait for about thirty seconds before I open the door. “You’re early.”
“I couldn’t wait any longer. You’ve been impossible to keep off my mind today. I think I’ve cleaned the apartment top to bottom twice today. It’s the only thing that kept me from showing up hours ago.” He smiles that amazing, half-crooked Seth smile; dimples popping like crazy.
I’m happy to know that I’m not the only one that’s had to do chores to keep from going stir crazy. I grab my purse and keys, lock the door, and walk down to the Hummer ahead of him.
“Dammit, girl. You’re killing it in those shorts,” Seth praises from behind me. He jogs ahead of me and opens the passenger door.
As he hops in through the driver’s side, I get to drink him in while he concentrates on starting it up. His biceps dip and flex and the veins on his forearms ripple as the drives us back to his place. His nearly jet black hair is a little longer than last time and the top is styled up. The way his chest rises and falls with each breath is hypnotizing.
And to think, he wants me.
Chapter 13
Robbie was out late last night with God knows who, and I was crashed when he came in. It’s now nine in the morning, and I could care less if he got here even just two hours ago. “Yo, Robbie. Wake up!” I holler from the kitchen. I’ve got the second round of coffee brewing and a full breakfast of eggs, bacon, bagels, more bacon, and sliced cheese. We’ve got a lot of work to do in this place before tonight. And he doesn’t even know anything about any of it yet.
“Dude, I was dreaming about sleep. I didn’t get in until three in the morning.” He yawns and stretches, not bothering with a stitch of clothing. I don’t mind, honestly. I walk around the counter and grab his face, kissing him good morning, and biting his bottom lip.
His eyes and attention perk up a bit more. “Well, good morning to you too sunshine. What’s gotten into you?”
“I talked to Macy last night.” I let my mischievous smile creep onto my face.
“I know that look. What’s up?”
“Dude, she wants to try.”
“Try what?”
Dammit, he’s obtuse. “Our threesome arrangement.”
“You’re shitting me.” He’s leaning on the kitchen bar while I pour us each a cup of coffee.
“Nope. Dead serious. So we’ve got to clean this place top to bottom today. I’m picking her up at seven.”
“I don’t know. I’m not really in the mood for cleaning.”
Once I’ve made all the checklists I can possibly think of, I glance at the clock. It’s already six o’clock. Wow! I definitely knew I needed to take up some time, and I’ve more than accomplished that. I close all the tabs on my laptop, gather up my notebooks, and pack it all up into my satchel.
Running off to the bedroom, I strip down and suddenly realize how fast my heart is racing. I sit down on the bed. I close my eyes, and breathe. “You can do this. You want to do this.” I remember how incredible Seth’s mouth felt on my body, and how expertly his tongue worked my pussy. One more breath out and I open my eyes. “Let’s do this.”
I take the lingerie off the dresser, and step into the sheer front panties. Touching myself through the front, it causes goosebumps to spread across my thighs. Strapping on the lacy bra, I hitch the girls into place and take a look at myself in the mirror. Damn you look good, girl. Not that it really matters, but I try to decide what to wear over it. I want them to be shocked when they remove my clothes, so I opt for just some Aztec print shorts with lace t the hem, and a navy blue mid-drift. Lightly, I apply my Victoria’s Secret Love Spell perfume and body lotion.
Six forty-five and the doorbell rings.
I make him wait for about thirty seconds before I open the door. “You’re early.”
“I couldn’t wait any longer. You’ve been impossible to keep off my mind today. I think I’ve cleaned the apartment top to bottom twice today. It’s the only thing that kept me from showing up hours ago.” He smiles that amazing, half-crooked Seth smile; dimples popping like crazy.
I’m happy to know that I’m not the only one that’s had to do chores to keep from going stir crazy. I grab my purse and keys, lock the door, and walk down to the Hummer ahead of him.
“Dammit, girl. You’re killing it in those shorts,” Seth praises from behind me. He jogs ahead of me and opens the passenger door.
As he hops in through the driver’s side, I get to drink him in while he concentrates on starting it up. His biceps dip and flex and the veins on his forearms ripple as the drives us back to his place. His nearly jet black hair is a little longer than last time and the top is styled up. The way his chest rises and falls with each breath is hypnotizing.
And to think, he wants me.
Chapter 13
Robbie was out late last night with God knows who, and I was crashed when he came in. It’s now nine in the morning, and I could care less if he got here even just two hours ago. “Yo, Robbie. Wake up!” I holler from the kitchen. I’ve got the second round of coffee brewing and a full breakfast of eggs, bacon, bagels, more bacon, and sliced cheese. We’ve got a lot of work to do in this place before tonight. And he doesn’t even know anything about any of it yet.
“Dude, I was dreaming about sleep. I didn’t get in until three in the morning.” He yawns and stretches, not bothering with a stitch of clothing. I don’t mind, honestly. I walk around the counter and grab his face, kissing him good morning, and biting his bottom lip.
His eyes and attention perk up a bit more. “Well, good morning to you too sunshine. What’s gotten into you?”
“I talked to Macy last night.” I let my mischievous smile creep onto my face.
“I know that look. What’s up?”
“Dude, she wants to try.”
“Try what?”
Dammit, he’s obtuse. “Our threesome arrangement.”
“You’re shitting me.” He’s leaning on the kitchen bar while I pour us each a cup of coffee.
“Nope. Dead serious. So we’ve got to clean this place top to bottom today. I’m picking her up at seven.”
“I don’t know. I’m not really in the mood for cleaning.”
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