My mouth dropped to the floor and my first instinct was to hide under the desk, hoping she won’t see me.
Grace didn’t knock a second time, she just entered.
Her voice was angry, “you didn’t hear me?” Her heels clicked against the floor harshly. I was terrified she will see me. I was lucky I wasn’t tall and this desk was covered. It was even worse if she caught me hidden than just in his office. He opened the office in an hour. I shouldn’t have hidden but even suspicions are dangerous.
Not like they would matter from now on, I was prepared to ignore my professor… I wish I could change classes but my parents wouldn’t allow this.
“I was… cleaning some stuff around here.”
His wife sat down, I peeked at her from the desk and saw her expr**sion. She didn’t look as sweet as she looked at our dinner.
“Everything is clean. Why didn’t you answer my call? It’s becoming a habit for you!” she raised her voice and I realized how distant they actually were. No wonder he is serious all the time. I’ve only seen him smile twice, and that was with me.
“I am busy. I told you that’s how it was going to be when you wanted me to teach in this prestigious college!” he replied as calmly as he could but I know he didn’t find her attractive anymore. It was obvious. He didn’t want to admit he wanted me.
“Busy? What about at night when you don’t even touch me anymore? Or how much you ignore my daughter?”
“Our daughter. Not your daughter.”
“Oh, you know what I meant.”
He sat down, sliding the chair back when he remembered I was there.
“No. I don’t. This is always about Frank. You wish he could still be Mia’s father. I am just a temporary replacement.”
Her face contorted with anger. “How dare you?” She stood up and went to the door. “You know he is in prison for a good reason.”
Wow. I should have gotten some popcorn.
“And don’t change the subject. You know it’s true. We just got married after years together and you already find me repulsive!”
“I don’t. I am just busy.”
Grace walked back to him and he stood up, afraid she would see me.
“Then prove it to me. f**k me right here, on your desk.” She touched his desk and I almost fainted. My heart was jumping out of my ribcage. No. f**king. way.
“I would never do this at work. Go home, Grace.”
Then, she slapped him ha*d. I gasped and hit my head on the desk but she’d already left and slammed the door ha*d.
“Ouch,” I got out of the desk and he rushed to me.
“All okay?”
It surprised me that he cared when he just got slapped by his wife. Mine was just a small bump.
‘It’s not my business but she shouldn’t have slapped you.”
He sat down and gestured for me to sit down too.
“She was right about one thing. I’ve been distant. I don’t want to be with her-” he sighed. “I shouldn’t tell you this.”
“No. I am here to listen, just like you promised you would be there for me. And I promise, after this… I’ll leave you alone.”
“Grace and I aren’t compatible. I love Mia, our daughter… but I feel nothing for Grace but respect.”
“Respect? She slapped you!”
Why is it wrong for women to get slapped but right for men to get slapped? Especially since he didn’t say anything bad to her.
“You are young, you don’t understand this yet.”
I eyed him without looking away. “I understand better than I wish.”
His jaw tightened, but he relaxed when I reached to hold his hand.
“If you don’t love your wife anymore, don’t string her along. It will be easier for Mia if you leave now. I wish my parents divorced when I was 7.”
Mr. Reynolds held my hand for a few more moments, enjoying out last minutes together.
“You are special. You truly are, Nadia Prescott.”
My heart stopped in my chest. I should have taken my own advice. Go to my boyfriend and tell him I loved him, because I did. I shouldn’t feel this way about my teacher. It was an impossible crush.
The odds were against us.
I let go of his hand and he seemed disappointed. I had to move on. I hurried out of his office and pulled out my phone, ready to confront my father and change my class.
After telling my Mr. Reynolds goodbye forever, I called my father. He didn’t pick up the first times but I insisted. When he finally answered, he was very cold to me. Not that it was the first time. I didn’t find the courage to tell him I wanted to change classes because I knew it would have annoyed him. He would have never let me change classes anyway.I went to my room and I found Penelope and Sebastian there. It was confusing to see them together in my dorm that’s why I decided to just ask them what they were doing. My boyfriend seemed very mad. I had no idea why. So, I supposed I always did something wrong.They weren’t talking, I entered quietly and I took off my jacket when I realized I had my boyfriend ‘s hoodie. I didn’t know what to say, I hoped he wouldn’t notice, I was already wearing another jacket, so I couldn’t say it was because I was cold.”Well, finally you’re back,” Penelope said. Why was it her business when I was back? I’ve been only missing for thirty minutes.”What happened?” I asked as I looked at my boyfriend who was livid. He stood up and came to me, he immediately grabbed my hands and forced me to look at him.”Why the f**k have you not told me Isaac, my best friend did this to you?” his tone was threatening but I knew he was just worried about me. What I was angry about was that someone definitely snitched on me. I instinctively looked at Penelope, thinking it was her but she put her hands in the air and seemed pretty confused about it so I believed her.”Are you sleeping with him with or what?” he asked when he saw that I wasn’t replying but I was more confused about who told him. “Why is that your first thought? I told the director about what he did, do you think I would snitch on him if I was sleeping with him?!” I felt betrayed by his lack of trust and at the same time I knew I didn’t deserve it.Maybe I was a bitch for crushing on my professor and trying to kiss him but I would have never cheated on him with his best friend, especially with that disgusting piece of shit.I freed my hands from his hold, our relationship was slowly going downhill.”Ok, maybe I should leave you guys alone,” Penelope said.”Before you go,” I dared to ask, “do you have any idea who told him because he’s obviously not going to tell me?”
“Why is that important? Tell me what he did to you and why you didn’t tell me before.” Sebastian was losing all his patience. Penelope didn’t want to be part of this so she left, clearly having no idea who told on me. I should ask Charlotte as well because she seemed weird about me not telling him, but I didn’t think she would do this to me.Penelope closed the door, leaving us alone. I sighed. “I didn’t tell you because I knew he was your best friend since kindergarten… I just didn’t want to hurt you.”
He nodded, finally calming down. “I’m going to kill that motherf**ker.”
I grabbed his hand again and tried to calm him down. “You won’t have to see him for another week and we will deal with him then, but now please calm down I don’t want you to get suspended as well.”I kissed him deeply. I should have told him I love him but or I didn’t feel ready yet. So, I did the only thing I knew best to make him relax.
I pulled him towards me and I pr**sed my body against his as I whispered in his ear, “I missed you so much. We’ve had a couple of rough days.”Seb always knew where I was getting at and he didn’t mind. He kissed me just as deeply, exploring my mouth with arduous desire. I didn’t shy away as well even though sometimes I would see my professor and wish it was him instead.I hated myself for it. I couldn’t believe how ha*d I was crushing on my teacher. But he was impossible to not like. s*xy, caring and smart. My boyfriend’s hands were going lower and lower to my a**, grabbing it.”it’s been a while since you gave me that a**,” he said in a low seductive voice. I immediately felt my w*t p**sy. I had always let him take me however he wanted but I really missed his d*ck in my p**sy.”Then it’s yours to take,” I said as I took him to my bed and spread my legs in a doggy position. He took off my jeans and grabbed my hair from behind. He first placed a few kisses on my neck and with the other hand he exposed my bra and grabbed my breasts. He was playing with them rough as if they were nothing but his stress balls.
Since I couldn’t see his face, I imagined it was my professor. That made me impossibly w*t.Sebastian put his hand on my p**sy and felt how w*t it was, he thought it was all because of him. “You are so w*t for me, baby.” I moaned as he took off my pantiesI heard the zip of his pants as he slapped my a** with his d*ck. I groaned waiting for him to take me already. He spit on it and I wish we had some lubricant but thinking of my professor did the job.
He inserted his c**k into my a** and I screamed into the pillow. He didn’t take long to slam in and out of me. I grabbed the sheets with my nails and he held me down, stuffing me completely. I knew I wasn’t going to walk for a few days.
I moaned and screamed out his name when I came and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Everyone must have heard me but I didn’t care. When he came into my a**, he slapped it once more and collapsed on top of me. His c*m was so warm inside me.
In my mind it was Mr. Reynolds who f**ked me.
Seeing my professor twice a week and having to never look at him was impossibly ha*d. I couldn’t recall any history fact-I couldn’t focus at all. I was missing him terribly. He was so close and yet I could not have him.
We would sometimes steal glances, and in those moments it felt like everyone knew what was happening. They just knew.
Of course no one really suspected the ache I felt whenever I knew I was stuck to like him for the rest of my college days and have to keep it hidden. Sometimes I felt stupid to admit to myself that I’d even thought I’d miss him after college.
I was wondering if it was easy for him. He seemed so unphased by not talking to me at all.
“Miss Prescott,” my professor called out my name for the first time in a month. I immediately straightened up in my seat. “Are you paying attention?”
His dark eyes locked with mine with such an intensity I felt the room spinning. Everyone was staring at me.
“Y- yes.”
“What did I say?”
Why was he trying to humiliate me?
“Had you paid attention, you’d be very happy now…” he walked up to me and put a paper on my desk.
The paper read “Layton University sophomore presentation contest”
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