Kapitel 1: Professor, is that you?
I take a deep breath and I walk into class. This is my first day of my first year in college. I tried not to be nervous and walked straight into the classroom to find my seat. I quickly looked around to try and get a good judge of my new classmates. They all look like they belong here. I feel so inadequate. Even though it's the first day of college everyone seems to know someone already. I sigh a small breath of disappointment.
I immediately recognize one of the last people to come in.
It was him!
I was completely in shock and didn't notice someone taking a seat next to me. I was too busy freaking out to care because the man I had sex with last night walked up to the front of the class and wrote his name on the board.
Sh*t.
He is my professor!
My heart sank and I continue to ignore the person getting situated next to me as I watch the professor's back flex and his muscular arms take shape and what a delicious shape they are as he writes a few more words on the board. This is going to be a difficult year.
Next to me my seatmate lightly touches my hand to get my attention. He was extremely good looking. To his and my surprise I let out a little sexual sigh when he touches me. I couldn't help it. My brain flooded with memories of last night.
My professor was strapped down to a chair unable to move. Just the thought sent lightning down to my body and my thighs started to electricity. My heart starts thumping. God I hope no one can hear that.
I remember my professor sitting there in an all back suite, tied down by white silk rope. His mouth gagged.
I know what you're thinking but I didn't do it.
Where my room is in my new house, I can completely see into the neighbors bedroom. And I didn't mean to stare but when two of the sexiest people are making erotic love and you are blessed enough to witness God's beauty...you witness that sh*t!!
But sh*t got real. The woman tied the sexy man up and then... jacked his stuff and left. I thought the getting tied up part was part of the sexy time but I guess not.
Sucks for him, I was just getting into it!
Now it's 2 o'clock in the morning and I have just witnessed a crime. But in my head I wouldn't want the cops being called and then seeing me like that....so I did what I thought I should do. I went over to the house and snuck in. I have never done anything like this before. I started to shake a bit. My nerves were going crazy but there was no way I would let that poor man stay trapped for who knows how long. I told myself to be brave and I charged into the bedroom...and God damnit. He was even sexier in person.
His suit crease, perfectly outlined his " girthed" body member and my brain melted...and that is why bad choices were made.
Obviously he was shocked to see me. He started shouting under the white silk that sat around his perfectly chiseled mouth. It was clear he was extremely freaked out with my presents so I nervously started to ramble. "Look, this is a bit weird.." I begin to mumble.
He starts muttering in return.
I can't understand! I say again. I'm trying to explain... but he won't stop mumbling franticly. I was getting annoyed.
"SHUT UP!!!" I demanded. I looked him square in the eye like one of the spooked horses from my childhood camp.
He immediately obeyed.
Without thinking I took my right index finger and stroked his nose downward. I started from the bridge and slowly swept down. I took this opportunity of his shocked silence to explain. "My name is Millie. I'm your new neighbor. My room is across from yours and I watched as that woman tied you up and stole from you. I didn't want to just leave you, you know."
Once I got my side out, I took his silk gag off and waited for a response.
The eyes of the nervous man in front of me had changed and something deep inside me liked it!
I was suddenly aroused and excited by the tied up man before me. But why?
When he spoke the hair on my entire body stood up.
His voice was sensuous and insistent. "Bite me, baby. I want to feel your teeth on my skin."
My mind rushed back to the classroom and I looked at the cute boy who touched me and then quickly dropped his gaze and searched for the professor's eyes instead. His sharp Carmel eyes were piercing through me. And right then the boy next to me leaned over ignoring the curious class and furious professor and whispered sensually in my ear and simply says, "What an intriguing sound you make."