The Professor's Student (6 page)

“I think I’ll stay here.” Abby remained on the couch and pouted. She looked up in surprise as Carson knelt on the couch and opened her legs.

“Do I have to give you a reason to get up?” He bent his face forward and stuck it in-between her legs. He took her clit in his mouth and started sucking on it. She found herself grinding against his face as her felt herself getting horny and wet again. She groaned with pleasure as she felt his stick his tongue in her, she tried to push down on his face so that she could feel it deeper inside of her. Abruptly he stood up and pulled his cock out again, it was stiff and standing at attention. He pushed the tip of his cock into her pussy lips and let it sit there.

“Oh come on Carson.” She groaned, aching for him to stick it in.

“Is this what you want?” He slowly pushed his cock into her and then withdrew it. He did this a couple of times and she felt her body building up again.

“Please.” She wanted him to go faster.

“Please what Abby?” Carson slammed into her a few times and just as she thought she was going to come again he withdrew himself from her. “Change now and I will finish you off later.” He laughed at the look on her face and walked over to his desk to pick up some papers.

Abby was aching with need and frustration as she slipped the thong and stockings on. She couldn’t believe that she could feel this horny after just coming minutes before.

“Let’s go.” Carson nodded at her approvingly and she wobbled behind him in the 6 inch black pumps he had given her to wear. They walked back to the class and Carson was right, none of the other students even bothered to give Abby a second glance as they walked into the class. They were all busy talking about their plans for the weekend; even Chad seemed oblivious to her change in appearance.

“Darn, I was hoping you guys would be gone looking for the papers all period.” Chad laughed as she sat down.

“Yeah, no such luck. Sorry.” Abby smiled at him but turned away quickly so that Carson didn’t get upset again. Carson quickly called the class to order and they had a pretty lively conversation on ‘The Civil Rights Act of 1964’. They debated who should be given credit for the passing of the act, JFK or Lyndon Johnson. Everyone in the class had something to say and Abby could tell that most people were really keeping up with the reading and were as interested in history as she was. She bit her lip; it was not going to be easy to win that $50,000 at all. She was in a class with some really dedicated students.

She looked up in shock to realize that half he class was gone and Chad was talking to her. She realized that she had spaced out thinking about the competition for the prize. “You coming?” Chad was standing there waiting for her to get up.

“Uh, I have to talk to Professor O’Brien about something. You go ahead.” She smiled at him.

“Wow, you are really trying to suck up uh?” Chad laughed and starting walking down the stairs. She followed behind him and smiled to herself. “Hey don’t forget to call me this weekend.” He shouted out before he left the classroom. Abby watched him walk out before she turned to Carson; he was watching her with a smirk on his face.

“Looks like you’ll be standing up someone else this weekend.”

“Carson, we need to renegotiate. I can’t give up my whole weekend to you.” Abby tried to keep her voice as reasonable as possible. “Surely, you have things to do as well?”

“Everything I have to do can be done with you there.” He smiled at her solemnly. “I expect that you will be able to do the same.”

She sighed and resisted the urge to shout at him. He was so infuriating. “Not really.”

He ignored her and packed his papers and books into his bag and then stared at her. “The heels suit you. The stockings too. You should wear them more often.”

“Yeah sure.” She said sarcastically. She looked at him suspiciously as he walked over to her with a glimmer in his eye. “What, what are you doing?” The words tripped out of her mouth muffled as he pulled her top off.

“Ssh.” He placed a finger over her lips and pulled her skirt off. She was standing there in the thong, stockings and heels. “You’re beautiful Abby.” He sighed and ran his fingers down the valley between her breasts to her stomach. She stood there practically naked with her heart beating quickly. He walked her over to a chair that was placed in the middle of the front of the class and lifted her on to the chair.

“Carson, I don’t think we should be in here. I’m pretty sure another class will be starting soon.”

“Then we better be quick right?” He grinned at her as he squeezed her breasts and then leaned forward and kissed her tenderly. She sighed as she felt his tongue push into her mouth and kissed him back. She ran her hands through his hair and down his back. He groaned and lifted her off the chair and dragged her back over to the table at the front of the class.

“Bend over.” He pushed her forward so that her ass was up in the air and her arms were lying on the table. She heard him undo his zipper and felt his fingers slip inside her thong rubbing her pussy. She groaned as he pushed two fingers into her and made way for his cock.

“I love how wet you are.” He whispered into her ear as he pushed his cock into her. She groaned as he fucked her from behind. She felt his cock deep in her as he slammed with abandon into her. “Fuck you feel good Abby.” He groaned as her pussy tightened around his cock. She could feel herself about to come and started screaming from the pure ecstasy and excitement of being fucked in the classroom. She felt herself coming as he kept pummeling into her and she leaned her head back with pleasure. She stilled with shock as she saw two eyeballs looking at them through the door. She blinked and looked back to the door but whoever had been watching them had left once she had made eye contact with them. She was about to say something when Carson reached from behind and squeezed her breasts as he pushed himself into her harder and faster. The pleasure was too much and she couldn’t stop her moans and bucking back into him. This time they both came together and in the heat of the passion she forgot about the voyeur who had been watching them.

Carson withdrew himself from her and turned her around and kissed her. She pressed her breasts up against him and kissed him back. “We better stop now before the next class comes in,” Carson withdrew from her regretfully. “Hurry and put your clothes back on.”

Abby quickly put her top back on and her skirt and remembered the eyes. “Carson, I think someone saw us.”

He turned towards her with a worried look. “What are you talking about?”

“When you were fucking me on the desk, I saw a pair of eyes looking at us through the door.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Shit. Do you know who it was?” His voice was angry.

“No.” Abby was scared that they were both going to be in big trouble.

“Okay.” He paused. “Well, there’s not much we can do now and maybe they don’t even know who we are.”

“Yeah, maybe.” Abby thought it was unlikely that anyone would not recognize Carson, he was gorgeous and unlike any other man she had seen on campus.

“We’ll worry about it later. I have big plans for us this weekend.” He smiled down at her with a devilish look. “Very big plans.”

Chapter 7

Abby bit her lip as she walked with Carson to his car. She was worried that whoever had been spying on them was somewhere on campus tracking them and staring at them even now.

“Do you think that it is a good idea for me to ride with you?” She looked at Carson with worry.

“Abby, it’ll be fine. I could be dropping you home for heavens sake. Nobody knows what we are up to.” Carson took her hand and held it the last couple of meters before they reached his car.

“Nice car.” She smiled at him as she got into the Range Rover. It was the sort of car that she could only dream of owning.

“Thanks. It’s pretty new.” He grinned as he got in and turned on the ignition. The car was luxurious with light tan leather seats and a slightly darker interior.

“Yeah. I can tell.” Abby sat back and relaxed into her seat. “Can I put on some music?”

“Sure. Radio or iPod?” Carson questioned.

“I’d love to connect my iPhone, thanks.” She plugged in her phone and went to select a playlist. The first song played and she sang along, “Happiness, it hurt like a train on a track.”

“Florence and the Machine?” he smiled at her.

“Yeah, I love them.” She continued singing as they drove. It was such a pretty fall afternoon. The trees were in their prime, with their leaves turning brilliant shades of red and brown. She felt content and relaxed, which surprised her. She’d never been in a relationship like this before, never had public sex and never felt so excited by the thought of the weekend.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I was just thinking about the weekend. I’m actually looking forward to it.” She grinned at him.

“That surprises you? How could you not be looking forward to plenty of sex with me.”

“Carson!”

“Yes, Abby?” He smirked at her. “Are you going to tell me it’s not the sex you are looking forward to?”

“Yes. Well no, kinda.” She mumbled. “I’m looking forward to more than your body you know.”

“Well that’s good. I’d hate to be used for my hot body.” He burst out laughing and she hit him n the shoulder.

“You’re incorrigible you know that.” She laughed along with him. “So what non-sexual activities are we going to be doing this weekend?”

“You’ll have to wait and see.”

“Fine.” She sat back and looked out the window. “Wait, where are we going? Didn’t we pass the exit to get into town?”

“Yes. We’re not going into town.” He smiled.

“Where are we going?”

“Out of town.” He grinned at her.

“For the whole weekend?” She looked worried. “I already texted Essie about coming over this weekend. Well on Sunday. So we can watch TV.”

“Oh, you TV addicts. But don’t despair, we’ll be back at my house on Sunday morning, ish.” He smiled.

“I guess I better tell Chad to come over then as well.” She spoke lightly, hoping Carson wasn’t going to get upset.

“Hmmm.” He looked at her. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“No.” She sighed. “But I told him we could meet up this weekend.”

“Okay, well tell him you were able to get a weekend appointment from me or something.”

“Okay, thanks.” Abby smiled at him for being so reasonable.

“Just let him know it’s for study only. No other hanky panky you hear?”

“Yes, Professor O’Brien.” Abby mocked his name. “Anything else Sir?”

“You’ll be begging me tonight for that smart talk Abby.” He grinned at her. “I’d be careful what you say the rest of the way there.”

“Whatever.” She ran her hand up his right thigh and cupped his balls. “I think you are the one who will be begging me.” She heard his gasp and she smiled to herself before removing her hand.

“Oh Abby, if I wasn’t driving right now, I would have you bent over and would give you a good spanking before I took you.”

“It’s a pity you are driving then, isn’t it Sir?” She grinned at him and shivered in anticipation.

“Yes Abby, yes it is.” He stared at her and licked his lips lasciviously. “But pretty soon I won’t be driving.”

Chapter 8

Abby was really curious as to where they were going and was surprised to see them entering the next City and pulling up to a swanky hotel.

“Wow, we are staying here?” She looked at him curiously. “Won’t this be expensive?”

“Yes and yes.” He grinned at her. “Tonight we are going to have some fun.”

“Huh? Ok I guess.” Abby was confused. What sort of fun was he talking about that needed to be had at a hotel.

Carson pulled up to the valet and got their bags out of the car. “C’mon Abby.” He opened her door and waited for her to get out. She jumped out and tried not to feel self-conscious as she surveyed all of the rich and beautiful people around them. She followed Carson into the white marbled lobby and stood back as he went up to the front desk to check-in.

“Ready?” He walked up to her with the room keys and she nodded. They walked up to the elevator silently and rode up with another couple who smiled at them. Abby was glad when they reached their floor and got to the room.

“Wow, it is beautiful.” She looked around with pleasure. She walked up to the King-sized bed and sat on it. “This is comfortable.” She bounced up and down.

“I wouldn’t start doing that just yet.” Carson grinned at her. “Come look at this.” He grabbed her arm and took her over to the balcony. He opened the sliding door and they went out and saw the whole city in front of them/

“Impressive.” Abby grinned at him. So many firsts were happening in her life now that he was in it. “But why are we staying at a fancy hotel?”

“I didn’t want you to think it was easy to run away.” He smiled at her, only half joking.

“And?” She questioned.

“I want us to role play tonight.” He studied her face as he spoke.

“Role play?” She stared into his eyes. “Like doctor nurse?”

“Kinda.” He grinned.

“Policeman and suspect?”