It's the following day, Tuesday today and I'm already on my way to class, thinking of all the possibilities and what to expect today. All I am going to do, is sit in that room for about one hour and already I don't know how to feel about it. Yesterday he asked me to stay behind and although we only had an exchange for a short while, it got me all flustered since yesterday. Another part of me also can't wait to see him.
I arrive at the room, just on time. I'm even the first to walk in and there I find him seated behind his desk. today he's dressed in a blue shirt. the first two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned.
He lifts his head and looks up at me, seeing me. Smiling and then even greeting me, "Good morning, Bonnie."
"Good morning," I smile nervously at him and then I go and get seated, this time I decide to move a bit to the far back. I need full concentration to be in a science class and the last thing I want, is being distracted, especially when I have plans for a fresh and clean start.
"Where you going? I would like it if you sat at the front. A potential star student of mine, deserves all of the attention."
I halt, halfway there. He wants me to sit at the front, so I don't have much of a choice or maybe I do, yet for some reason I just want to do whatever he says.
So, I turn around and walk back before I get seated where I sit yesterday. So much for a fresh start, I surely hope he doesn't notice how red my face is right now.
The chair makes a rather annoying screech, when I slowly pull it back. I then sit down and look at him. My pencil case already out, along with my notebook and textbook. Now we just wait for the rest of the students to arrive and once everyone is here, he walks to the door and closes it.
"Good morning, students." He greeted everyone, while they were still busy arranging things on their desks and getting all their stationary ready.
He doesn't really wait for them and already writes down the heading of today's topic on the board. He then turns around looking at everyone, having his own text book open, one finger held down on the page, "Open page 4."
I quickly face down and open my textbook on page 4. I then look at him again and for some stupid reason my eyes land on his pants. I stare directly at his crotch and I actually notice that he carries a bulge.
I almost wipe my eyes to have a clearer look, to my luck it's not an erection. If it was, then he wouldn't be so relaxed about it, but that right there is his dick print. I can't believe I entirely missed it. It looks huge.
I start wondering how it would feel inside me, unknowingly even reaching a hand down between my legs and starting to rub myself there. These Black denim jeans are not helping me in this situation at all. I even rub my knees together, watching as his bulge bounces while he walls.
I even look around to see if anyone else noticed, but everyone is so concentrated on what he is explaining, that nobody notices what is infront of them. It feels like I am the only one who sees this and I immediately stop touching myself.
I need to focus. I can't lose myself right now, I don't even know what is wrong with me. No, I do. I want him.
"Okay, I give you today's assignment. Activity 1.2, page 8. Question 1 to 6 and I want it completed by tomorrow." He finishes off today's lesson, checking the time on his wristwatch, "There is still 30 minutes left. You may start working on that now or you are free to leave."
I'm not surprised that this lecture ended so quickly. Usually the first few sessions in a semester are like this and I decide to get straight to work. I don't attend other faculties and mostly have the rest of my day free other than studying. I also don't have any friends, so I guess I should spend my time here till the full hour is over.
I stare back down at my desk and start doing my work. And the the itching between my legs start again. I blink my eyes and take a deep breath. I can't understand what is wrong with me.
I hold my pen in my hand, looking at it. And in that moment I can't help it any more.
I pop my button open and I slip a hand into my jeans, right under my panty.
I then start rubbing myself. Breathing heavily and keeping my lips pressed together, to hold my moans in as best as I can. Nobody is seeing me right now and all are busy with their own thing. I just keep rubbing my clit, thinking about all the things Tobit could do to me. What I want him to do to me.
Just as the campus bell rings, I find my release and slump back on the chair as I hold my hand there. Closing my eyes for a moment as my head almost feels hazy and then I pull my hand out.
I look around again to make sure nobody noticed and quickly pack up my things after fixing my jeans. This time I decide to be the first to leave. And then the unexpected happens.
"Bonnie, could you stay behind please?"
I halt by the door and then turn around looking at my Professor. I then slowly walk to him, thinking that maybe he wants to ask me another question. He even waits till the rest have all left the room, before walking to the door and closing it.
For some reason, I have the feeling that I am in trouble.
He slowly comes walking back to me and then he folds his arms above his chest. Muscles bulging above his fists.
"Why were you busy, masturbating in my classroom?" He suddenly asks me.
I widen my eyes in shock. Not believing that he saw me, he couldn't have. He's been working on his laptop the entire time after he gave us our assignment.
I frown and obviously I deny it, "I'm sorry, sir, but I have never done such thing." I pretend to be completely oblivious of the matter. But even I know that I am a terrible liar and I can see that he doesn't believe me.
"You're lying," He tells me and stands closer. His jaws clenching. "Don't make me ask you again."
I am aware that I can't lie about this. Not this time.
One way or another I have to tell him the truth and I don't want to get into any trouble. This is exactly the opposite of how I wanted to start my year.
"I'm sorry, sir." I admit it, staring down in embarrassment. "I couldn't help it. Ever since I saw you yesterday...I like you a lot...I want you to take my virginity."
If I could lock my mouth shut and lock the key away right now, then I would. The next few lines only came out and now I feel cornered. Afraid of how he may look at me.
He'll probably report me to the head of departments and then I might probably get shifted over to another lecturer or possibly expelled. Maybe I am exaggerating a little, but I can't help but think about the worst case scenario.
I slowly lift my head to look up at him. Suddenly Tobit grabs my hips, pulling me into him and then he kisses me.