All Chapters of Naughty #teXXXt: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Why is this happening to me?I stared at Ben, complete stunned. He could only stand there in front of me, frozen with his own disbelief. His face didn’t have the usual bored, haughty expression that irked me to no end. Instead, there was something new there. He wasn’t smiling, but I could see his eyes bright with excitement, and it made something tremble inside me.While I’d been curious about who the mystery man was, I now wished I’d never found out. It just had to be one of my students, and of all people, it had to be Ben? This wasn’t even funny. This was a nightmare.“I’m sorry,” I murmured, not sure what I was apologizing for. “Um…”Dammit, Angela, think!This student didn’t like me, and I didn’t like him. While it wasn’t what I’d thought of before, I didn’t feel disgusted, and I didn’t do anything illegal, but it was horrifying because he was my student. The school had a policy against professors dating students, especially if they happened to be in your class. If anyone ever fou

I found myself at home alone and wondered how I’d gone through the rest of my day. I had another class after this morning, and somehow, I’d acted normal through it, though I ended up skipping lunch at the faculty room because I didn’t think I could act normal around the other professors.Now that I had privacy, the panic was back.Fuck! I shouldn’t have done that. What the hell was I thinking?What would I do if that girl insisted on asking what was up, and he said something to her? If rumors got around, even if he didn’t confirm anything, my reputation would be ruined. I could still lose my job. He’d also said that he wouldn’t be telling anyone, but I wasn’t sure if I could trust him. I’d only made it worse by sucking him off in the classroom, dammit.If it got out, and the higher ups started asking questions, then one that would go down would still be me. They would take his word over mine, because of his background. I was just some professor that transferred recently; they could de

I leaned back against the desk and stared at my phone. This wasn’t right. I knew it, but Ben kept texting me, and I couldn’t help texting back, even though I was still in the middle of class. I was sure my students were wondering what was going on because I definitely wasn’t acting like my usual self. I could be giving myself away, but I didn’t care.Not that long ago, I hadn't liked Ben, at all. Now, for the past few days, he’d been showing up at my place, we’d have sex, then he would leave in the morning before I went to work. I still found it pretty unbelievable, but he texted me every time he had classes, except when he was in mine.Today, he had a different class.I glanced up to make sure everyone was done jotting down notes, then went to shift the slides. I didn’t think we’d get through them all today; I was too distracted. Still, I had to take my job seriously if I didn’t want anyone to suspect anything.Even though I knew I had to be careful, though, I was plenty careless. Li

I was still really worried about my neighbors since I was a professor and Ben was a student. He showed up at night and left early in the morning, but that wasn’t enough for me. So, I booked a hotel room for us. It was Friday, so we had the whole weekend, and I texted him the info.As soon as I was done with my classes, I headed over there. I stopped by the home to shower and get dressed up. This was, technically, the first date like the thing we’d done. I was almost sure we’d just spend the whole weekend in the hotel room fucking, but I was still going out to some swanky hotel with a hot guy, even if he was more than a decade younger.I’d been going along with this and having fun because I wasn’t thinking too deeply about any of it, and I wasn’t going to start just yet. This was the happiest I’ve been since the divorce, then moving, and I didn't want to give it up to rational thinking just yet. Before then, I wanted to spend as much time as possible with Ben.Half an hour after I arri

Angela was still sleeping as I went to open the door. I’d gotten up a bit earlier and showered and changed, then called room service for some breakfast. I did tell her she could sleep in, but if she didn’t wake up soon, then we’d be eating lunch instead of breakfast.I paid the guy that brought the food up a tip. It came with a tray that I carried with me to the bedroom. Angela was still lying peacefully beneath the covers. I set the tray down on the nightstand, then gently shook her awake.“Angela? Come on, wake up. It’s time to eat.”She groaned and rolled around beneath the covers before pushing them off her face. She squinted her eyes at me, before looking around the room. I’d pulled the curtains open, letting warm sunlight into the room. She sighed, then shoved the pillows behind her and sat up against the headboard.“What time is it?” She asked.She lifted her arms and stretched her body out, distracting me for a moment as my eyes fell to her bared breasts. Her nipples, exposed