The Professor's Student (7 page)

“Kinda.”

“Tell me.” She felt strangely excited.

“I want you to pick me up.”

“Pick you up?” She looked at him confused. “What are you talking about?”

“At the bar. I want you to pick me up.”

“Oh.” She looked at him shocked. “Like a hooker?”

“More like an escort.” He grinned at her.

“So like a hooker then?”

“If you prefer that term.”

“I don’t know.” She thought for a moment. “I’m not sure I can do that. I don’t know if I would be any good.”

“It’ll be fine Abby. You picked me up at the club.” He came closer to her and put his arms around her. “You let me lick your sweet pussy.” He whispered in her ears.

“But I wasn’t playing a part and it was dark and I was drunk.” She spoke breathlessly as his tongue caressed her ear.

“But weren’t you excited? Didn’t it give you a thrill?” He moved his mouth to her neck and kissed down to her collarbone.

“Yes.” She gasped out before he kissed her, plunging his tongue into her mouth. She put her arms around his neck and grabbed his hair, running her fingers through his curls. She sighed as he pushed her back.

“Come, look at the outfit I got you.” He walked back towards the bags and pulled out a red leather and lace dress. “Try it on.”

She took the dress from him and placed it on the bed. She was about to walk to the bathroom to change when she stopped herself. She took her clothes off in front of him and put the dress on. It was skintight and the lacy material at the top was see-through. She looked in the mirror and realized that her breasts were clearly visible.

“Oh.” She tried to pull the dress up so that the leather part covered her breasts but then her ass was hanging out. She then pulled the dress back down. Carson walked over to her and adjusted the top of the dress.

“Let me help you.” His fingers pinched her nipples through the lace fabric as he adjusted the top. She looked in the mirror again and Abby could see her nipples sticking straight out.

“I can’t wear this.” Abby looked at him. “I’ll look like some sort of slut.”

“I already told you Abby, Escort is the word.” He grinned at her. “I’d really like you to wear this dress Abby.”

“I don’t…” She started to protest.

“It will be dark and no-one will know who you are Abby. It will be a sea of strangers. That is why I came to this hotel, out of town.”

“I, I don’t know.” Abby hesitated. “I just feel kinda weird.”

“Trust me Abby, it will be fine.” He bent his head down to kiss her. She kissed him back and let the worries wash over her. What did she really have to worry about? No one was going to notice her, not around all these beautiful and rich people.

“I’ll be in the bar downstairs. Come down and meet me in an hour.”

“Wait, what?”

“I’ve got a meeting. Come find me in the bar downstairs in an hour.”

“You want me to come by myself?” She trembled with disbelief.

“Yes. I want you to act the part Abby.” He walked towards the door. “I have to go now. I expect to see you downstairs in about an hour. Wear the dress and forget the underwear.” He grinned at her. “See you soon.” And with that he walked out the door.

Abby sat down on the bed and fell back. She wasn’t sure what to do. How in the hell was she going to go down in the elevator with that dress on all by herself? She didn’t want to do it. But part of her was excited. The dress was sexy and Carson was down there waiting for her. She had no idea what was going to happen once she got to the bar. She sat up and decided to have a shower, so that she could refresh her body and her mind.

Abby got out of the shower and realized that she only had ten minutes to get ready and head down to the bar. She had decided that she had nothing to lose and that she may as well enjoy this sexual adventure she was on with Carson. She ignored the niggling thought in her mind that kept telling her that it was a bad idea. She pulled on the dress over her naked body and blushed as she saw her breasts protruding from the lace. It wasn’t as if she were flat chested either. Her 36 DD’s were clearly visible and there was nothing she could do to stop that. She hoped that Carson had chosen a spot at the back of the bar that was dark and secluded. She also hoped that the friend he had invited was not going to be stay once she arrived. She contemplated wearing a cardigan over the dress but realized that that would defeat the purpose. She quickly applied her makeup and rushed out of the room. She was happy to see that there was no one in the corridor as she hurried to the elevator. She counted down the seconds waiting for the elevator and breathed a sigh of relief as she walked in and saw that is was empty. Her relief was short-lived as the elevator stopped on the next floor. She kept her head down and positioned herself to face the side of the elevator.

“Abby?” She heard a male voice say her name.

She looked up in shock and saw Chad. “Oh, Hi Chad.” She blushed as read as the dress as she looked at him. He beamed at her.

“Fancy seeing you here.” He was dressed in a suit and looked very smart. She knew the moment that he saw her breasts because he took a deep breath and couldn’t stop staring “Uh, nice dress.”

“Thanks.” She smiled at him weakly. “Yeah, I’m surprised to see you here as well.”

“My dad and I came up to play some golf and decided to stay over until tomorrow.” He answered her while continuing to stare at her breasts. “Why are you here?”

“Came with a friend.” She tried to change the subject. “So are you down to study on Sunday then? I think Professor O’Brien will provide us some feedback and help.”

“Professor O’Brien.” Chad finally looked back up at her face. “I can’t stand that asshole.” He laughed bitterly. “You know how long I’ve been in school thanks to him.”

“Oh yeah.” She swallowed hard. “I figured that it would be a step-up on the other students and give us a better shot to winning the $50,000.”

“Yeah, it might. Though I think an easier route would be to sleep with him.”

“What?” Abby’s voice was louder than normal.

“I’m sure that ass would be so happy to get some that he would award the $50,000 to someone who was willing to fuck him.” He laughed. “You know?”

“No, not really. I don’t think Professor O’Brien is that kind of man.” Abby spoke slowly.

Chad stared at her. “Yeah. Sure. So what are you and your friend going to be doing tonight then? Maybe we can meet up?” His eyes were back on her breasts and Abby tried hard to keep her hands to herself and to not slap him.

“Not sure yet.” Abby was thankful when they finally arrived in the lobby.

“Okay, well call me later. Maybe we can meet up.” Chad reached out to give her a hug and she reluctantly hugged him back. She felt him bring her into him so that her breasts were crushed against his chest. She could smell his cheap cologne. He held her longer than was polite and she felt his hands on her ass.

“Nice ass Abby.” He whispered in her ear as he squeezed it. “Very nice.”

Abby pulled away from him and looked at him with barely veiled disgust. What had happened to the nice guy she knew?  He stood there licking his lips and she saw him reach down and adjust himself.

“See you later tonight.” He grinned at her and walked away. Abby watched him walk away and sighed. She wasn’t sure if she should tell Carson what Chad had done or what he had said. She was starting to think that it might have been him that had been watching them in the doorway. She shook her shoulders to clear her head. She didn’t want to think about the possibility that Chad knew what was going on. If he really thought or suspected that she was sleeping with Carson to try and win the prize, both of them would be ruined. She heard the dinging of the elevator and quickly looked around for the bar. She didn’t want to see any other men staring at her breasts asides from Carson that evening.

Chapter 9

Abby was thankful that the bar was dark when she walked in. She was right in her initial thoughts. No one paid her any attention as she walked in. She looked around and she couldn’t see Carson anywhere. She walked towards the back and gasped as she saw Dean Jones walking towards her, she quickly turned her face to the left so he couldn’t see her and when she felt him walk past her, she quickly continued walking towards the back. She didn’t understand why she was seeing so many people she knew. She stopped suddenly as an uneasy feeling swept through her, she felt like someone was watching her. She slowly turned around but didn’t see anyone there.

“Hey sexy.” She heard Carson call over to her and she walked slowly towards him. He was by himself, though there were two empty glasses on the table in front of him.

“Hi Sir.” She sashayed up to him and grinned. She paused for a moment as she noticed 3 men at the next table staring at her.

“How much for a dance?” Carson looked up at her, his ears dark.

“$50.” She smiled down at him, excited at their little game.

“I’ll give you $100,” shouted one of the men from the other table. He looked slightly older than Carson and was quite handsome for his age. “Actually, I’ll give you $150.” He pulled the notes out and pushed them towards her.

“Well, I…” She paused not sure what to say. How could she continue the ruse of being an escort and not knowing Carson without giving the dance?

“I guess I’ll wait for my dance.” Carson sat back and smiled at her.

“Oh Ok.” She wasn’t expecting him to respond that way. She turned towards the other guy and took the $150. “I guess you get the first dance.” His friends all cheered him on and he grinned up at her. He stood up from the table and went and sat on the couch next to the wall. She followed him and watched him sit down. The bar was playing some hip-hop music so it was easy for her to get into a rhythm swinging her hips. She backed into him and danced in his lap. She felt his hands around her waist and she continued to dance on him. She could feel him getting hard beneath her and as she felt his hands moving up to her breasts she turned around and sat facing him.

“Darn,” He grinned at her as she moved her crotch up and down in his lap. “I really wanted to squeeze your tits.” She ignored him and kept dancing. She heard some cheers behind her and saw that his friends and Carson were standing there and staring at her dance on his lap.

“Grab her ass instead Dave.” One of his friends shouted and they all shouted out as he grabbed her ass. She didn’t mind him caressing her ass until she felt the back of her dress slip up and he was caressing her bare butt cheeks.

“Holy shit, you don’t have on any panties.” He whispered excitedly in her ear. She felt his fingers slip between her legs and rub her clit as she moved back and forth. Within seconds, she felt arms pulling her off of him and standing her up.

“Sorry Dave, but it’s my turn now.” Carson stood there looking angry and sat down on the couch next to Dave. Dave looked befuddled and upset but was too drunk to do anything. Carson pulled Abby towards him and she started dancing for him.

She straddled him immediately and began grinding on him. She felt his hardness immediately and didn’t stop him as he pushed her top down. He immediately bent down and started sucking on her nipples and she moaned with pleasure. Dave sat there looking at them in shock and Abby felt a little sorry for him. She then felt Carson’s hands on her ass and his fingers began rubbing her clit. He reached down and unzipped himself and his cock came spring out of his pants. He lifted Abby up a bit and then brought her down on his cock. She started riding him and she groaned at the feel of his hard dick, her bare breasts were bouncing up and down and she saw Dave staring at them in shock as they fucked on the couch right next to him. She wasn’t sure what came over her but she got off of Carson’s lap and kneeled in between his legs. She bent down and took him into her mouth. He looked down and grinned as she started sucking him off.

“Guess, you didn’t pay enough.” Carson turned to Dave and whispered. He pulled her away from her cock and brought her up to him. “Lie flat on me, your head facing down, that’s it. Put your legs around my face.” Abby did as he said and she felt him bend his head into her pussy and start licking. She immediately took him in her mouth again and felt her body shiver as he stuck his tongue in her. She nibbled on the tip of his penis and then sucked him hard. She felt herself coming as he burst in her mouth. She continued swallowing as he licked up her juices. When he had finished coming she slid down off of him and stood up.

“Thanks.” She looked at him, nodded at Dave and walked towards the bar to buy herself a drink. She saw Carson looking at her in bemusement and Dave just sat there in shock wondering what had just happened. She stood there for about a minute before Carson walked up to her.

“That was great.” He whispered in her ear. “That poor sod couldn’t believe what happened.”

Abby turned towards him and smiled. In the corner of her eye she thought she saw Dean Jones again. She turned to look quickly but whoever was there was gone. She sighed and turned back to Carson. “You still haven’t paid me.” She grinned at him.

“I’ll pay you tonight you minx.” He pushed his hand down her back and she felt his fingers slide between her legs again. “What do you want to drink?” Carson asked her as he fingered her, the bartender stood there looking at them and stared at Abby’s bare breasts. She gasped and pulled up her dress top. The bartender grinned. “You didn’t have to do that for me.”