Being with Her (2 page)

As a professor, I try to stay professional. But fuck if the girl on the third row didn't get my attention. She is beautiful. She has long, blond hair that hangs loosely around her shoulders and the most amazing blue eyes I have ever seen. I couldn't stop looking over at her. She looked at me funny, either from me staring at her or my unconventional clothing choices as a professor. The college is small and therefore aren't strict on any dress codes so I wear what I'm comfortable in. Most of the other professors wear the standard tie and slacks but fuck that; I ride in on my Harley and have tats down my arms. I do get a lot of looks from others but I don't normally give a shit. I look down at my sitting chart and see the blue-eyed angel is Paige Montgomery. I hope to hell that my style and attire didn't turn her off. Shit, what am I thinking? I'm her teacher, for fuck’s sake.

This is my third year at the college; at the age of thirty-three I'm one of the youngest professors here. At some point in my career I do hope to move on to the university.

I clear my throat to get her attention, I mean the class’s attention, and I'm sure I'm frowning because the douche next to her won't stop whispering something to her. She's fucking beautiful so I can't say I don't blame the male population. I mean if I was next to her in class I would be all over her too. I continue talking and explaining papers that will be due throughout my class for the semester, but my eyes always move back over to her. As soon as class is dismissed, she is gone. I watch as she hurries away like she is running from a fire. She has the greatest ass in some tight-as-fuck jeans. Her red top fits her like a second skin and I could see she has some nice curves. My dick comes to life just watching her scatter away from me and I imagine bending her over my desk and burying myself deep within her. Fuck, there I go again, thinking with the head in my pants rather than the one on my shoulders. I shouldn't be thinking of my students in that way. But, damn, she is smoking and I can't help myself.

**

I make my way out of my class and head toward the school cafe to grab a sandwich before my next class starts. As I'm paying for my sandwich, I look up and across the way sits Paige with her red-haired friend. Our eyes instantly meet and lock for a few moments and then she looks down at the phone she’s holding.

I can't get Paige out of my head. Those beautiful blue eyes staring back at me. She seems a little older than most going through basic Economics but also more innocent the way she breaks eye contact like she's nervous. I wonder what her story is? The rest of my day is in a haze with the other classes because a certain someone is in my head. Wednesday can't come fast enough so I can see my beautiful blue-eyed angel.

Nat and I are seated in the cafe eating and my phone beeps indicating a text. I look at my phone.

Bobby-12:03pm- Where are you?

Me-12:05pm- School

He knows Addy and I left and moved here a few months back. He still checks in from time to time. Though he is mostly checking on what I'm doing, not asking about Addy much at all. It breaks my heart knowing he didn't want her. She really doesn't know him since he's only been to see her a handful of times. I tell myself he's missing out because she is such a good baby and always happy and giggling.

Memories surface at times when he makes contact with me. Lots of times I used to hope he would change his mind about her and want something to do with us but now since she's almost two and we no longer live close, I feel it's probably best he's not around. I fooled myself thinking he would want to start a family with us but instead broke my heart not wanting her. I have no doubt that if I hadn't had Addy, he would have continued wanting to see and be with me.

After our first encounter on my kitchen counter, he had found himself in my pants on a regular basis. I should have stopped it, but I look back now and feel like I needed the attention and companionship especially with losing Daddy. Bobby was around me a lot up until I had Addy and that's when he began to withdraw from us. He even found me attractive when I started getting bigger throughout my pregnancy. He couldn't keep his hands off my belly, constantly rubbing it. I thought he might change his mind especially with how obsessed he was with my belly but it was just the actual-having-another-kid part he didn't want.

A few nights after my first time, I came home from waiting tables and found Bobby with Daddy. I checked on Daddy and kissed his cheek and walked out of the room. The whole time I felt Bobby's eyes rake up and down my body. I headed up to my room and showered, then crawled into bed. I was so tired after working a double and my feet were killing me. A while later, as I was dozing off, I felt him come in behind me and spoon me. It felt nice to be held. He began kissing the back of my neck and grinding his erection up against my backside.

I asked him, "Bobby, what are doing?" He replied, "Just loving you, you feel so amazing."

Slowly he began pulling my shorts and panties down my legs and that's when I realized he was already naked under the covers with me. He pushed me onto my back and began pulling my shirt up and over my head. He started to nuzzle my breasts as he pushed himself into me. He groaned. He was so gentle and sweet with me. I wrapped my legs around him as he had me do before and he continued to thrust into me. He slipped one hand down my body and started to massage my clit with his thumb. It wasn't long afterwards that I reached my climax. He put a pillow over my face to muffle my cries to keep Daddy from hearing what his best friend had started doing to his only daughter. Soon after that he reached his final thrust and emptied himself with a final grunt.

Why I allowed him into my room on a regular basis I feel now was for the affection he gave me. I had gotten birth control pills at my last checkup but never started them because I didn't at the time have a reason to. That was before Bobby. When I realized that he wasn't going to use protection, I had started using them. I was stupid to allow him inside me without a condom. I guess by the time I started the pills, we had already conceived Addy and I was too late. I love Addy to pieces and would be lost now without her but with life responsibilities of being a mother, it would have been different if I would have made Bobby wear the protection we obviously needed.

"Paige, where did you go?" Nat asks me, stuffing fries into her mouth. I guess my mind wandered off.

"Nowhere, just thinking about something," I reply.

"So, what did you think of Professor Hottie? Totally yummy, right!" Nat is not shy about speaking out loud.

"What do you mean? I guess, he was different." I remember all his tattoos down his arms; I couldn't tell exactly what they were but they did look good on him. And the way his shirt stretched across his chest was something you see on a model. I haven't been with any guy except for Bobby, so I found myself strangely attracted to Professor Wright.

"Hey, my roommate and I are going out next Monday night to a bar outside of town. They have Monday night karaoke. Wanna come with?" Nat pouts to me.

I laugh. "I will have to check ... Wait, are you old enough to get in? How old are you, anyway?"

"Nineteen, but Abby and I have a fake ID, if you know what I mean," she says, smiling. "How old are you?"

"I turned twenty-one during the summer. I had to put college off a while. We had family things come up." I look up and frown.

"No biggie, let me know and we can ride out there together," Nat says, getting up. "I gotta go! Next class is about to start. Holler at you later."

"Bye, Nat," I say, looking back down at my phone, noticing Bobby had replied.

Bobby-12:14pm-I want to c u. can I come to you this weekend?

Me-12:21 pm- C Me or Addy?

As I'm waiting on the text I know I won't like, I glance around the cafe and stop in my tracks. There at the checkout is Professor Wright and he is staring straight at me. I swallow hard and force myself to look down at my phone that just beeped, indicating Bobby's reply. The professor's stare does something to my stomach, like butterflies are swarming around.

Bobby- 12:25pm-Don't be like that

Me-12:27pm-Whatever, I have plans this weekend.

Bobby-12:28pm-WTF?

I don't respond back to him. He just misses getting what he no longer is getting from me. And that pisses him off.

I glance back up and Professor Wright is no longer there. It's weird the feelings he stirs inside me with just a look.

The rest of the day and week for that matter ran smoothly and classes were okay which was to be expected. Economics was the only one that made me nervous only because he was there. He stayed professional enough with just glances between us on Wednesday during class.

It's Friday and I'm waiting for the next class to show up, which is her class. Thoughts of this make me nervous and excited all at once. I haven't gotten her out of my head all week and find myself remembering the incident in my shower two nights ago. I was thinking about her beautiful blue eyes and her soft-looking lips. I had begun to stroke myself to the image of her on her knees before me, taking me into that hot-looking mouth and looking up into my eyes with hers so blue.

I look up and kids are beginning to enter the room just as I feel my dick stir in my jeans. I quickly take a seat at my desk to conceal my obvious problem and to hopefully settle it back down, and in walks my problem to begin with. She heads toward her seat with the red-haired girl. She is wearing a plaid skirt that is showing off her long legs and a tank top giving me a nice view of her tits. Great, this will be a long class.

**

After the longest weekend ever, Monday rolls around and I am like a horny teenage boy waiting just to get a glimpse of the hot girl. I am waiting patiently for everyone to trickle in and I look up to start class and she's not there. The red-haired girl, I now know as Natalie, is there, but no Paige. Halfway through my lecture, the door in the back opens and in walks my angel. She takes her seat next to Natalie and I can see she seems out of sorts. They whisper among themselves and I continue my lecture.

As I dismiss class I promptly say, "Paige, can you stay after class a minute?"

She looks up startled and replies, "Um, sure."

She walks toward me to the front of the class and I wait until the room is empty before I speak. "Everything all right today?"

"Uh, yes, sir, sorry I was late, I had family issues," she apologizes.

"That's fine, I understand. I handed out these papers at the beginning of class," I say as I'm handing her the papers. Our fingers touch between the exchange and she quickly looks up. She pulls the papers away and mumbles a 'Thanks' and turns to leave. As she does I smell the sweetest thing, like honeysuckle and something else. Her voice is the sweetest and softest I've ever heard ... like an angel. Since there isn't any more to say, I stand there and watch her as she walks away from me.

Addy was not feeling well this morning, making me late to class. When he called me by name to stay after class, I felt my nerves light up throughout my body. It made me like him even more when he just wanted to make sure everything was all right.

I was picking Addy up from Sarah's when she asked, "Didn't your new friend ask you to go out tonight?"

"Yeah, but Addy's not feeling well so maybe another time." Sarah gave me a pointed look.

"Sweetheart, I have raised two kids myself, I am capable of handling Addy for the night. Plus she is feeling fine now." Sarah tickles Addy and she giggles.

"Okay, but I'll feed her and then bring her by afterwards. Thanks, Sarah," I say as Addy and I head out the door.

While I'm feeding Addy her favorite chicken nuggets with ketchup, my phone beeps a text.

Natalie-5:10pm- Up for 2 nite?

Me-5:12pm- 2 nite sounds fun! meet or pick up?

Natalie-5:15pm- text address, be there at 8.

I text Natalie my address and finish up dinner with Addy and get her pajamas on. I then begin to get myself ready. I put on a pair of jeans and a yellow top that fits me perfectly. I slide on a pair of sandals that I love and finish up my hair and slap a little mascara and lip gloss on and I'm ready to go. I run next door and drop off Addy and give her kisses and tell Sarah I won't be too late.

Natalie is pulling up just as I'm walking out Sarah's door. I climb into the back and she introduces me to Abby her roommate.

We pull up about twenty minutes later in front of what looks like a bikers’ bar. I ask Nat, "This is it?"

She laughs. "Wait till you get in, it gets better." She hops out of the car and together we make our way inside.

At first sight, not what I was expecting. There is a DJ stand where the karaoke would obviously be, with a dance floor right in the middle. A bar on the far side across from the DJ stand with tables scattered about. Natalie grabs a table and asks what we want to drink.

I tell her, "Surprise me!"

She shouts back, "I know just the thing for you." She hops up and heads toward the bar.

After several more of whatever it is she gave me, I am laughing so hard at the idiots trying to sing along with lyrics they obviously don't know. Natalie nudges me with her elbow and nods her head behind me. I turn to look at what she's looking at and sitting at a table with several other guys is none other than the hot Professor Wright. He's laughing at something one of the others had said with a drink in his hand when he looks over at me; I am just staring. He grins at me and tips his beer up and I quickly look away. I can feel his green eyes burning into my backside. A while later, Natalie leans over and shouts into my ear, "Our professor has a new friend. Check her out." I chance a glance behind me and straddling his lap is some chick in a dress that looks like it's made to fit a Barbie. It's so tight her ass is hanging out of the bottom. His hands are on her hips and she looks like she's trying to hug him. I quickly turn back around ’cause deep down I wish that was me on his lap.

A few minutes later Natalie grabs my hand and yells, “Let's dance”. I notice that they are no longer doing the karaoke and the DJ is playing music. We rush onto the dance floor and begin moving to the beat. With the alcohol flowing through my veins, I feel myself loosen up. I suddenly feel hands at my hips and someone grinding up behind me. I let the music take me away and dance with the unknown stranger. After a few songs, I look up into the most amazing green eyes across the dance floor glaring at me. The stranger’s hands are moving into more intimate places and I turn my head to tell him to back off. But the guy isn't having it. I try to move out of his arms but he jerks me back against him. Then suddenly he loosens his hands from around me ’cause he is completely gone. I turn to find out what happened and standing there breathing like a wild bull is Professor Wright. He is staring at me and he is not too happy looking.

He grabs my hand. "Come on." He pulls me through the crowd holding my hand the whole way. He fist bumps a couple guys that were with him at his table as we head toward the door. He continues to hold my hand until he sides up next to a motorcycle.

"Wait ... Where are we going?" I try to pull my hand away, but he doesn't let go.

"Out of here ... Get on." He looks over to the bike.

"I have to tell my friend that I'm leaving," I say as I'm climbing onto the bike behind him.

"Text her," he says.

"Professor Wright, I don't think this is a good idea," I continue to say as he puts a helmet on me, snapping the chin strap.

"Gavin,” he casually says.

"What?"

"Gavin, call me Gavin. We're not at school."

"Oh ... Gavin, where are we going?" I ask, getting nervous as the bike comes to life.

"Coffee ... Ever ridden a bike before?" he says, staring at me with those amazing green eyes.

"No, they’re dangerous, aren't they?" I say as he wraps my arms around his middle.

"Just hold on tight, I got you." As soon as he says that the bike takes off toward town and it's the most exhilarating thing ever. The wind blowing past us and the incredible smell of him as I cradle myself against his backside. I feel him touch my hand at some point rubbing his finger against my hand. I lay my head against his back and just enjoy the ride.

We pull up outside a small diner and he helps me off the bike and climbs off himself, linking our fingers together while holding my hand. We're seated in a far booth and I just stare at him.

He laughs. "What?" His laugh is great; I just grin back at him.

"Can you be here with me?" I ask as I send a quick text to Nat letting her know I saw a friend and they brought me home.

"I don't know. I do know I couldn't take my eyes off you. This is probably wrong to be here together but there is something about you."

"Me?" I squeak.

"Yeah, I didn't like that guy touching you but I know I shouldn't touch you either." The waitress approaches and gets our drink order. He gets a coffee and I get a sweet tea.

"So what are you doing here with me, then?" I say, a little sad he is regretting being here with me.

"I don't know, I saw you tonight and just wanted to get closer to you. Fuck, I should have left you alone at the bar. I've wanted to talk to you every day at school but know that I shouldn't."

"It's fine, I can call my neighbor to come pick me up. I don't want you in trouble being seen with me here," I say, pulling my phone back out to call Sarah.

"No, I'll get you home and I'll worry about being in public with you." He sat there a moment then asked, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-one ... and you?" I have been actually wondering.

"Thirty-three. I've been at the school for three years. I was going to try to get on at the university soon, it's where I'd rather be. They just didn't have anything available until next semester. The community college was more to get my feet wet. Why are you still a freshman at twenty-one?" He reaches over and pulls my hand from my glass and rubs the inside of my palm with his thumb.

"I had family issues to take care of after graduation, so I had to put off college." I stare at our hands. I don't elaborate about losing Daddy and having Addy. We sit in silence, drinking. I wipe my lip with my finger from the dew left from sipping my tea. I look up and he's staring at my lips.

He adjusts himself in the booth. "You want anything to eat?" He motions toward the menu.

"No, thanks, I'm good. Who was that girl sitting on you earlier?" I ask, curious to know if I'm going to have to face a mad girlfriend.

"No one. Just some girl from my past. She don't understand she's my past, not my future." I nod.

As soon as the waitress brings us the ticket, he throws money down and gets up.

"Ready to head home? Or you up for a drive?" He holds out a hand to me to help me out of the booth then laces our fingers together again and moves through the door.

"A drive sounds nice," I say as we approach his bike. He turns around and then turns us again so my back is against his bike and he cradles my face between his hands. He holds my face, staring at me, then slowly lowers his mouth to touch mine. The kiss is slow at first, nice and tender, but soon turns into a much deeper kiss once his tongue pushes against my lips. I open to allow our tongues to unite and fireworks spark behind my eyes. As he starts to devour me, I grip the sides of his t-shirt. He digs his fingers into my hips with his hands. Next thing I know he's licking and kissing down my neck and it feels so good that I moan. He reaches back and grabs my ass with both hands and presses me against his hardness.

"Fuck, baby, you’re killing me." He's panting and suddenly pulls his hands away and steps back. He looks at me with lust in his eyes. "Let's go for that drive."

We drive for what seems like forever but I don't mind ’cause I'm glued to the back of Gavin's bike and his body. He pulls down what looks like an old dirt road. It opens up to a clearing in front of a small lake. It's beautiful with the stars and moon shining down against the water. He cuts the engine and we both get off. "I used to love to come here just to get out of the city." He takes my hand and leads me down closer to the water. He pulls off my sandals and takes his own boots off too. He rolls his jeans up a little and we walk along the shallow edge for a short time. We walk in silence, just holding hands, listening to the crickets sing. He stops and I look up at him. "You look so beautiful in the moonlight." He lowers his mouth to mine. His kisses always start slow but turn hungry within seconds. He grabs me from behind my thighs and lifts. I wrap my legs around him. Before I know it he is sitting on his bike with us chest to chest and I'm straddling his hips. I grind against him trying to find pleasure against each other’s jeans. He pulls away first. "Fuck, I got to get you home." He's breathing hard. We get our shoes back on and he asks, "Where am I headed?"

I tell him and climb back onto his bike. He rubs my thighs each time we have to stop along the way. I have my arms around him and I rub up the inside of his shirt. I can feel the ridges of his chest and the six pack of his abs. He feels amazing. Our chemistry is off the charts and I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing.

We pull up in front of my place and we both get off the bike and stand there a moment. "Sorry about that back there," I say, a little embarrassed.

"No, I'm sorry, I know better but I've wanted to taste you since the first class when I saw you."

Wow ... what to say to that. "It's fine, it actually felt nice." I start to blush and he grabs my face and kisses me so lightly I can barely feel it. "Thanks for the ride home," I say when he pulls away. I smile and turn to walk toward Sarah's place.

"Anytime, baby," he says, climbing back onto his bike.

I walk into Sarah's place with a smile on my face. "Have a good time?" Sarah asks, walking over to where Addy is sleeping on the sofa.

"Yeah, a great time." I pick up Addy and thank Sarah and head to our house. I get Addy into her bed and climb into my bed after changing into my pajamas and a clean pair of panties. Gavin and his kisses did a real number on those. I close my eyes to Gavin's sweet kisses.