Valerie stood at the front entrance to the administration building of Hampton University, the brick structure slightly intimidating in its stoic, austere appearance. Giant oaks towered around the edges of the campus, some nestled close enough to the buildings to offer some sort of shade, the slight breeze tousling their leaves. College students meandered about, most laden down with overloaded backpacks or arms loaded with thick books. Some students had earphones in, listening to their music on their way to class, while others laughed along with whoever they walked with. A few teachers crossed from the parking lot to the buildings, some shaking their heads as they watched the students, more than likely lost in the generation gap. Valerie never understood why people took positions around others they refused to try to understand. She thrived on the differences between her and her students, hoping both could teach the other something about life past, present, and future. That’s wh
Valerie walked over before she realized she had even taken the first step. “Excuse me,” she called out, one arm up as she pointed at the young man. “Hold up a moment, please.”The boy stopped, turning to face her. He didn’t hide the fact that he raked her with his hungry gaze, probably assuming she was another student. She barely appeared older than the average student, so she assumed he thought her someone he could flirt with. She would be quick to nip that notion in the bud.“Can I help you?” he asked as he slid his salacious gaze up her body once more until he looked her in the face.“We live next door to each other,” she told him, her arms over her chest, suddenly feeling as if she were out of her element. With the way he swallowed her with his gaze, a slimy feeling washed over her, making her shudder slightly. “I actually saw you tormenting that poor girl who seemed to want nothing more than to get
Valerie leaned back in her chair, propping her feet up on the wall that circled the roof as a slight breeze brushed against her, soothing her tired muscles. She held her wineglass with both hands as she blew out the exhaustion that filled her from the day she had in a slow, steady breath, her shoulders slumping a little as she settled back. In the distance, the sun began to set behind the oaks that lined the back of the property, a hawk drifting slowly across the darkening sky. Tranquil. Her night was peaceful, and after the past month, peaceful was exactly what she needed.“And here I thought I’d be the only one out here tonight,” Damien’s voice came from behind her.She turned, glancing over at him as she realized her quiet night just got shattered. “It’s relaxing sitting up here,” she told him. “I could see this being a major spot for me.”Damien nodded as he slid a chair over to sit beside her, a beer in
Valerie stared at Damien, not sure if he was being nice or trying to manipulate her into giving in to his base desires. “And you really think you can make my…” She took a deep breath, forcing herself to say the word she knew he would want her to say. “My pussy parts drip constantly by these humiliating experiences?” She didn’t believe it would be possible, especially with the way she hated being told what to do. And definitely not by Damien Pressman.“No doubt about it,” he said with a casual shrug. “But then, you’re not the type to give into things like that. You’re too uptight to let yourself go, even for a short period.”“I’m not uptight,” she said with a sigh. “I don’t know why you keep saying that? I like to have fun just as much as the next person.”He turned to her, smirking. “I already told you. By the way you act. Look at the things you sai
Valerie woke the next morning sick to her stomach over how she behaved last night. She couldn’t believe she had not only stripped for Damien on the roof where anyone could have come out and seen her, but also practically begged him to finger her, bringing her to one of the best orgasms she had in a while. How could she have done that to Holly? How could she have succumbed to her lust that quickly. She stripped in front of her friend’s boyfriend, throwing herself at him. She sighed as she jerked the covers off her still-naked body. “I’m such a bitch.”She tried to replay the entire evening in her head as she showered and got dressed for work in order to see where she lost control, but the only thing she remembered was getting angry every time Damien opened his mouth. He just sat there in his chair, acting as if he was ignoring her, and taunting her with his wisecracks about how uptight he thought she was. And she had played right into his hands, e
“So, how did your first day go?” Nick Mason asked as he neared where Valerie stood outside her classroom. “The kids weren’t too unruly, were they? They can be sometimes with new teachers, trying to press the boundaries and see what they can get away with.”Nick was a tall man with a muscular build, which was quite apparent through his dress shirt with the way the material pulled taut across his chest. He had short, dark hair and deep green eyes, which sparkled with his smile as he stared down at her. If it hadn’t been for the stories about how he behaved on campus she heard, she could have seen herself desiring to spend more time with him. However, she didn’t plan on being a notch on anyone’s belt at this campus. She had already screwed up enough with Damien.“It went well for the most part,” she said, smiling back at him. “I admit, I could have done without one student, but it’s only for the semes
The entire way home, Valerie stewed, her anger at Damien telling his friends about what happened last night simmering just below her surface. It was bad enough that Dean heard her crying out from her orgasm, but to have someone else she worked with know what she did was humiliating. What the hell had Damien been thinking? She had to face Nick ever day at the college. She didn’t need him smirking at her behind her back. Or to her face since that’s what he just did. She growled in frustration as she pulled into her parking spot. She would need to tell Damien to knock it off. She would have assumed he would have kept quiet, so Holly didn’t find out what happened, not go around bragging about it. The man had balls; Valerie would give him that.Just as she reached her front door, she heard tires on the pavement behind her. Turning, she saw Damien pull into the parking lot and into his spot. She cast a quick glance at her watch. 4:15. Holly wouldn’t be home
Damien cocked a brow at her, and Valerie could see he waited to discover whether she had meant what she said or not. She took a deep breath, feeling her pussy throb as she reached for the buttons on her top and started to open her shirt.Moving over to the arm of the couch, Damien sat down, his arms over his chest as he watched her, a burning hunger in his eyes.She wasn’t sure why but the way he looked at her made her honey drip even more as she slid her top off her shoulders and down her arms. Allowing it to fall to the floor, she immediately went to the buttons on her dress pants when he made her stop.“Finish the top first,” he told her. “And kick off those heels.”She did as he asked, sliding her feet from her shoes, the wood floor cold on her feet as she reached for the back of her bra. Keeping her gaze fixed on him, she unclasped it, freeing her breasts, and then slowly slid it down her arms and dropped it to the floor
She groaned as she laid on the floor, her pussy aching for release, as Damien simply walked away. She couldn’t believe he had just left her like that, made her suck his cock, swallow his cum, and then just got up and walked out of her apartment. He didn’t even say goodbye, just gave her more orders. And the worst part about it all was that it made her even hotter.She shoved herself off the floor, leaving her clothes where they were, and headed for her bedroom, Hurling herself onto the bed, she reached for her vibrator in her nightstand, her cunt aching for release. As she laid back on the bed, spreading her legs, she ran her fingers between her folds, amazed at how wet she was. How could obeying Damien have this much of an effect on her? He was a cocky, arrogant bastard, and yet, she had begged to suck his cock, promising to do whatever he commanded.Rubbing her hardened pearl in small circles, she thought of how he told her she would need to practice suck