Derek’s POV
Lydia stood beside me. Her eyes were beautiful. Her full glossy lips, her glowing skin and the strawberry scent around her was just amazing.
Yes she was my student. One of my favorites. Her innocence and charming personality was something I admire the most about her.
“You have been a really nice friend to me, I can't thank you enough.” Her sweet voice echoed in my ear.
“I ...emm I just thought I could come say thank you”. She moved her hands closer to mine.
With every word Lydia said, she moved a step closer to me. When I saw that she was almost a step away from where I was seated, I stood up.
I had never seen Lydia behaving in such a way. She was always that shy and innocent young woman but today……
“What are you doing?” I questioned her, still trying to be calm.
What do you think I’m doing? She asked me, holding unto my wrist and pulling herself closer to me. She leaned against the table while I stood in front of her.
“It’s just me and you here.”
“There is no need to be scared.”
“I’m not scared, this isn’t right.” I cautioned.
“It is right as long as I give you my permission, you are not doing anything wrong.”
“Don’t you want to touch me?” She raised my hands and placed it on her small round breast. Brushing my fingers against her nipples.
She pulled my other hand and placed it on her lips, biting them down.
Oh she was good. Lydia might look innocent but her method of turning me on was insane. She let go of my hands allowing me to take over the caress all by myself.
Lydia skillfully rolled her hands down my broad chest and stopped when her hands touched my already hard member.
“I want you.” She whispered on my neck while squeezing my balls tenderly. I moaned out softly. I was a lot taller than her so she had to stand on her toes to reach my lips.
“Kiss me, I want you.” Lydia said again springing her hot breath on my face. I lowered my head to meet her lips when she stopped.
“The door?” I was too carried away to remember that my office door was unlocked and anyone could barge in at any time including Mrs. Beatrice the principal who had no regards for privacy.
I reluctantly let her lock the door. My dick was already so hard that anyone could tell just by looking at how tight my trousers had become. Never would I have thought Lydia would be able to put me in such a desperate state.
I locked the door and returned to Lydia who now seemed a little out of place. She had moved away from the desk back to her chair but I didn’t really care. If the chair was convenient, then it was okay.
I pulled her up slowly to my chest, placed her on the desk and spread her legs so I couldn’t fit in between. I finally lowered my lips to meet hers. Parting her soft full lips with my tongue, Lydia and I exchanged a deep passionate kiss.
One that lasted for a minute till I broke the bond allowing her to catch her breath, both of us panting.
Lydia was still hungry for more. She grabbed my collar, wrapped her legs around my waist and was about to kiss me again when I spoke.
“Why?” I spoke on her lips
“Huh?” She asked with her hands still wrapped around my neck.
Panting and still staring at her lips. I pulled out the phone from her bag which she had placed carefully on the desk. Lydia was recording all along? How did I not catch a clue? Her phone was in her bag half out.
I showed her the phone and immediately, I saw the shock and fear written all over her face. She immediately unwrapped her arms and legs.
“What is the meaning of this?” I asked again this time with a stern look.
“I…. I….” Lydia struggled to find words but none came. She stood up from the desk and there was the Lydia I knew. The shy, scared and always nervous young lady I knew.
“Answer me!” I yelled not minding that someone could be alerted about what was going on in my office.
“I’m… I’m sorry,I just wanted to get you fired because I….”
“ Get out.” I ordered immediately.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” She still tried to explain even after I ordered her to get out.
“You know what? I will make sure you get expelled for breaching my privacy and trying to seduce me.”
“I will make sure of that.” I was infuriated. Mad at myself for being a pawn in Lydia’s game and also mad at myself for letting her gain control over me. What was I even thinking?
“I will do anything to make this up, anything.” Lydia pleaded desperately.
I was surprised by how desperate Lydia was to stay out of trouble but I didn’t care. I again asked her to leave.
“Get your bag and get out. And as for this, I showed her the phone. It belongs to me now.”
“I’m ready to give myself to you. One week. One week is all I give and you can do anything you want with me for one week but just please keep this between us.”
Lydia was offering herself to me for a week? I couldn’t believe it .
What do you mean by that ?
“Yes,” she said with a cloud of tears in her eyes.
“One condition. You will keep this between us and every other thing included and I know you have been giving me a special treatment. I don’t want that anymore.”
“Leave my office.” I barked at her and watched her walk away.
Lydia’s POVTwenty hours had passed since the incident between me and Mr. Derek. The blood in my veins was turning cold. What if he had taken the video to Mrs. Beatrice? What then?How was I going to prove myself innocent now that there was evidence that could be used against me? I had so many questions. Throughout my entire stay in class, I struggled to swallow down a beating heart.When classes were over, I tried to avoid everyone including Emily and her entourage who were patiently waiting for me to approach them so I simply took another path home.Forty eight hours passed, then seventy two hours yet nothing. The fear of getting called out killed me faster than the guilt. It has been three days and I have yet to get any call from the principal.Mr. Derek and I haven’t set eyes on each other in those three days as I always missed his classes on purpose.I came to the realization that Mr. Derek didn’t tell the principal about what I had done. Maybe he accepted my offer? I was glad he
Lydia’s POVI jumped on him, my straight long legs wrapped around his waist while my full soft breasts rested on his rock hard chest.“Oh! Mr. Derek was good with his tongue. His soothing touch managed to erase my anxiety in the twinkling of an eye. I was still wrapped around his waist when he pinned me to the wall. His hands moved up and down my neck. It was barely two minutes but I could already feel myself getting wet. We moved away from the wall to his desk.Mr. Derek had barely dropped me when I kissed him again. His soft lips were my favorite part of his body. I tightened my grip around his waist, making sure there was no escape. I began to unbutton his shirt without breaking the bond.His hands were moving all around my body. My soft buttock, my tiny waist, my full round breasts which he kept on squeezing and pinching skillfully. When I had finished undressing him, he raised me up again and carried me to the couch inhis office. He placed me on the couch and lifted her skirt u
Lydia’s POVAfter we were done, Mr. Derek reached for the handkerchief on his desk. The same one that had been there the whole time. Taking it, he used it wiped the creamy liquid on my stomach then proceed to wipe in between my thighs where I was still soaked from our previous session. His touch was gentle as he wiped it carefully and cleaned me up. As he brushed the soft fabric against my folds moving it gently, his fingers moved along with the handkerchief, teasing me while tracing over my swollen clit. Without thinking, I spread open my thighs giving him full access. Breathless moans escaped my lips as he kept torturing me with his fingers. I want more.Mr. Derek chuckled, the deep vibration of his voice making the hair on my skin stand on edge. "You are still so wet, Lydia."Gradually, his fingers replaced the cloth and I felt the slow movement of his fingertips through my wetness. He spread my folds open, then he start moving his fingers up and down my clit, making sure I felt e
Lydia's POVI came home a stranger in my own skin. The house was dark as I sneaked in through the backdoor. Thankfully, Mom was already in bed and I don't have to explain anything. Carefully, I tiptoed to my bedroom determined not to wake her, my legs trembling with every step, as I felt a sharp pain between my legs where Mr. Derek had been touched me. My skirt rubbed against my hips, and I could still feel where he had held me tightly. I dropped my bag on the floor next to the stairs and smelled his sweat and cologne on my sweatshirt. My heart jumped. I crossed it. I have crossed that line, and there was no going back.I collapsed on the edge of the bed in my room, too stressed out to shift. The cool, crisp sheets against my overheated skin felt strange after being close to his warm body. Memories came flooding back, and I felt overwhelmed.The way his tongue had played with me down there, the way I was writhing under him as I begged him to fuck me, how he growled as he forced into
Derek's POVSex with Lydia was so fucking good.I slumped in my office chair, the air still thick with her scent, her warmth, the sound of her moans hanging in the air. My shirt was still undone, draped open, and my heart kept pounding very hard in my chest.She left half an hour ago, looking nervously over her shoulder before disappearing down the corridor. And yet, I could still feel her, sticking to my skin like a stain.The sofa was messy, with cushions out of place and a small damp spot where we had done the deal. My hands curled into fists on my thigh. The memory of her sprawled under me, legs apart, mouth open, her voice husky when she called my name made me feel a surge of heat in my lower abdomen. I should have been horrified. I should have been disgusted with myself for taking my student like that, for fucking her so hard that she whimpered into my neck, for leaving her sore and trembling.But I wasn't.I leaned back in my chair, raking a slow hand through my hair. If anythi
Lydia's POVI struggled to make it to English class, I was tired and my body was heavy with all those twisted emotions. The hallway was full of voices of people talking, laughter, and the closing of their lockers but it turned into noise as I made my way to Room 204.My hands tightened around the strap of my bag, knuckles aching. My skirt rubbed against the sore spots on my hips, reminding me of how his hands pinned me down and the marks he had left on me. Under my sweatshirt, my skin felt too warm, like my body still remembered the shape of him, the way he pushed me back into that couch and took me slowly, piece by piece.I didn't sleep.I rolled and turned till dawn, sheets tangled around my ankles, the scent of him still held tightly in the handkerchief that I stole like some lovesick fool. I dreamt of how he groaned against me, how he said my name in that guttural tone, how he kissed me like he can't get enough.Now I had to sit across from him for fifty minutes and act. Act like
Lydia's POVI got to Mr. Hales office at around 6:05 p.m, my heart pounding like a crazed, wild drum against my ribcage. The school was empty and quiet except for the distant sound of a vending machine down the corridor. I slid the door shut behind me, heart thudding when the lock clicked into place.He was already waiting leaning against his desk, his tie loose, sleeves rolled up high on his forearms, every inch of him screaming sin and when his eyes met mine, my knees almost gave out."Lock it." His voice was low and firm.I obeyed without thinking, clicking the deadbolt into place. Night two of our deal. My thighs clenched as I recalled all that happened last night. The marks he left on my skin and the ache I still felt between my legs.I took time dressing up for him tonight and I ended up choosing a tight black skirt, slutty short, barely covering the marks on my body, along with a thin sweater that clung tightly to my body. My lips shone cherry red, looking sweet and inviting.H
Lydia's POVI stood quietly in front of my locker trying to recall where I had kept my English language textbook when suddenly I heard a loud thud on my locker door. I was frightened but yes, I was also used to it.“Nerdy bitch” Chloe said to me rolling her eyes and walking away like she didn’t just almost give me a heart attack. I simply ignored and picked out the textbook that was hiding behind my Romance novel.Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class.Mr. Derek’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms.Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest, I could tell even without touching, his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “Make Me You
Lydia's POVI got to Mr. Hales office at around 6:05 p.m, my heart pounding like a crazed, wild drum against my ribcage. The school was empty and quiet except for the distant sound of a vending machine down the corridor. I slid the door shut behind me, heart thudding when the lock clicked into place.He was already waiting leaning against his desk, his tie loose, sleeves rolled up high on his forearms, every inch of him screaming sin and when his eyes met mine, my knees almost gave out."Lock it." His voice was low and firm.I obeyed without thinking, clicking the deadbolt into place. Night two of our deal. My thighs clenched as I recalled all that happened last night. The marks he left on my skin and the ache I still felt between my legs.I took time dressing up for him tonight and I ended up choosing a tight black skirt, slutty short, barely covering the marks on my body, along with a thin sweater that clung tightly to my body. My lips shone cherry red, looking sweet and inviting.H
Lydia's POVI struggled to make it to English class, I was tired and my body was heavy with all those twisted emotions. The hallway was full of voices of people talking, laughter, and the closing of their lockers but it turned into noise as I made my way to Room 204.My hands tightened around the strap of my bag, knuckles aching. My skirt rubbed against the sore spots on my hips, reminding me of how his hands pinned me down and the marks he had left on me. Under my sweatshirt, my skin felt too warm, like my body still remembered the shape of him, the way he pushed me back into that couch and took me slowly, piece by piece.I didn't sleep.I rolled and turned till dawn, sheets tangled around my ankles, the scent of him still held tightly in the handkerchief that I stole like some lovesick fool. I dreamt of how he groaned against me, how he said my name in that guttural tone, how he kissed me like he can't get enough.Now I had to sit across from him for fifty minutes and act. Act like
Derek's POVSex with Lydia was so fucking good.I slumped in my office chair, the air still thick with her scent, her warmth, the sound of her moans hanging in the air. My shirt was still undone, draped open, and my heart kept pounding very hard in my chest.She left half an hour ago, looking nervously over her shoulder before disappearing down the corridor. And yet, I could still feel her, sticking to my skin like a stain.The sofa was messy, with cushions out of place and a small damp spot where we had done the deal. My hands curled into fists on my thigh. The memory of her sprawled under me, legs apart, mouth open, her voice husky when she called my name made me feel a surge of heat in my lower abdomen. I should have been horrified. I should have been disgusted with myself for taking my student like that, for fucking her so hard that she whimpered into my neck, for leaving her sore and trembling.But I wasn't.I leaned back in my chair, raking a slow hand through my hair. If anythi
Lydia's POVI came home a stranger in my own skin. The house was dark as I sneaked in through the backdoor. Thankfully, Mom was already in bed and I don't have to explain anything. Carefully, I tiptoed to my bedroom determined not to wake her, my legs trembling with every step, as I felt a sharp pain between my legs where Mr. Derek had been touched me. My skirt rubbed against my hips, and I could still feel where he had held me tightly. I dropped my bag on the floor next to the stairs and smelled his sweat and cologne on my sweatshirt. My heart jumped. I crossed it. I have crossed that line, and there was no going back.I collapsed on the edge of the bed in my room, too stressed out to shift. The cool, crisp sheets against my overheated skin felt strange after being close to his warm body. Memories came flooding back, and I felt overwhelmed.The way his tongue had played with me down there, the way I was writhing under him as I begged him to fuck me, how he growled as he forced into
Lydia’s POVAfter we were done, Mr. Derek reached for the handkerchief on his desk. The same one that had been there the whole time. Taking it, he used it wiped the creamy liquid on my stomach then proceed to wipe in between my thighs where I was still soaked from our previous session. His touch was gentle as he wiped it carefully and cleaned me up. As he brushed the soft fabric against my folds moving it gently, his fingers moved along with the handkerchief, teasing me while tracing over my swollen clit. Without thinking, I spread open my thighs giving him full access. Breathless moans escaped my lips as he kept torturing me with his fingers. I want more.Mr. Derek chuckled, the deep vibration of his voice making the hair on my skin stand on edge. "You are still so wet, Lydia."Gradually, his fingers replaced the cloth and I felt the slow movement of his fingertips through my wetness. He spread my folds open, then he start moving his fingers up and down my clit, making sure I felt e
Lydia’s POVI jumped on him, my straight long legs wrapped around his waist while my full soft breasts rested on his rock hard chest.“Oh! Mr. Derek was good with his tongue. His soothing touch managed to erase my anxiety in the twinkling of an eye. I was still wrapped around his waist when he pinned me to the wall. His hands moved up and down my neck. It was barely two minutes but I could already feel myself getting wet. We moved away from the wall to his desk.Mr. Derek had barely dropped me when I kissed him again. His soft lips were my favorite part of his body. I tightened my grip around his waist, making sure there was no escape. I began to unbutton his shirt without breaking the bond.His hands were moving all around my body. My soft buttock, my tiny waist, my full round breasts which he kept on squeezing and pinching skillfully. When I had finished undressing him, he raised me up again and carried me to the couch inhis office. He placed me on the couch and lifted her skirt u
Lydia’s POVTwenty hours had passed since the incident between me and Mr. Derek. The blood in my veins was turning cold. What if he had taken the video to Mrs. Beatrice? What then?How was I going to prove myself innocent now that there was evidence that could be used against me? I had so many questions. Throughout my entire stay in class, I struggled to swallow down a beating heart.When classes were over, I tried to avoid everyone including Emily and her entourage who were patiently waiting for me to approach them so I simply took another path home.Forty eight hours passed, then seventy two hours yet nothing. The fear of getting called out killed me faster than the guilt. It has been three days and I have yet to get any call from the principal.Mr. Derek and I haven’t set eyes on each other in those three days as I always missed his classes on purpose.I came to the realization that Mr. Derek didn’t tell the principal about what I had done. Maybe he accepted my offer? I was glad he
Derek’s POVLydia stood beside me. Her eyes were beautiful. Her full glossy lips, her glowing skin and the strawberry scent around her was just amazing.Yes she was my student. One of my favorites. Her innocence and charming personality was something I admire the most about her.“You have been a really nice friend to me, I can't thank you enough.” Her sweet voice echoed in my ear.“I ...emm I just thought I could come say thank you”. She moved her hands closer to mine.With every word Lydia said, she moved a step closer to me. When I saw that she was almost a step away from where I was seated, I stood up.I had never seen Lydia behaving in such a way. She was always that shy and innocent young woman but today……“What are you doing?” I questioned her, still trying to be calm.What do you think I’m doing? She asked me, holding unto my wrist and pulling herself closer to me. She leaned against the table while I stood in front of her.“It’s just me and you here.”“There is no need to be s
Lydia’s POVI woke up to the first bang on my bedroom door.Lydia! Lydia! My mom called out my name. I slipped out of my bed with weary eyes. The dark undereye I had was enough to let anyone know about my sleepless night. My face was swollen and my head was aching. After what Emily did to me the previous day, I was bound to feel that way.“I’m coming.” I said softly, searching for my slippers with my eyes half opened. I finally found it, walked up to the door and twisted the knob. My mother gave me no chance to let her in. She barged in herself.“What is the meaning of this?” She questioned me with an aggressive tone. Her tone immediately pulled me out of my sleep.“Mom?”“What is the meaning of this Lydia?” She showed me her phone and behold it was the video Chloe and Alexa had recorded of me in the bathroom with the tag “Slut exposed by student for sleeping around for grades'' written under it.My jaw dropped in disbelief. I stared at the phone with quivering lips and teary eyes. Th