"Nice place you got here," he commented, glancing at the paintings and decor. I nervously nodded, my mind racing with thoughts of how to divert his attention from the obvious.
"Thank you. Please, make yourself comfortable," I stammered, gesturing towards the sofa. Aero took a seat, his eyes still scanning the room.
I quickly ran to the door of my room and locked it. He raised an eyebrow at what I did. I just smiled even though I was nervous inside. I won't disappoint him. Not now.
I grabbed a plate and a spoon, placing them on the table in front of him. The apartment wasn't that big, so I turned the mini table near the sofa into a dining area.
He opened a bag, revealing take-out containers. The aroma of the food filled the room, momentarily distracting me from the tension.
"Ambiance is good," he commented, and I let out a sigh of relief, grateful that he didn't seem to notice the overly personalized touches in the room. I took a seat across from him, trying to maintain composure.
"I'm glad you like it," I replied, my voice a bit shaky. "I wasn't expecting a visitor tonight, but I'm happy you're here."
Aero looked at me intently, his eyes searching for something. "I needed to see you, Laurene. I couldn't stay away."
I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. The conflicting emotions inside me were like a storm, raging silently beneath the surface.
"Uh, Aero, about earlier—" I started, but he immediately spoke, not letting me finish.
"Forget about earlier. I'm here now, and that's what matters," he said, his gaze softening. "Let's just enjoy this moment."
He grabbed some food and began eating quietly. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken words, and I found myself stealing glances at him, wondering what was going through his mind.
We were silent as we ate. He didn't say anything, but I knew he was thinking because he was unusually quiet. Did something happen?
I washed our dishes while he watched a show in the living room because it seemed like he had no intention of leaving soon. I didn't want him to leave quickly either.
I almost jumped when he hugged me while I was wiping my hands. I had finished washing. He helped me dry my hands, being careful as he wiped each finger. Afterward, he kissed them one by one.
The sensation of his soft lips made my hair stand on end, and soon he opened my hand and kissed it as well.
"So soft and warm," he commented, looking closely.
"Uh, Prof... why?" I wondered aloud as he stared at my hands.
"Is this really the same hand that brought me pleasure?" he whispered. My cheeks turned red because of his explicit comment, and I avoided looking at him to hide my reaction.
"Why are you so good at it? Do you practice?" It was a normal question, without any hint of a joke or anything, but it carried a different weight because, honestly, I did practice alone, using the toys I bought.
Even though I was blushing, I nodded. He grinned playfully and adjusted my hair strands.
"Can you show me how you practice alone?"
I couldn't sit still, not sure why I was still excited. I found excitement in what he wanted me to do.
I didn't answer but moved to loosen his embrace on me.
"I'll wait in the living room, Laurene."
I felt his footsteps moving away from me while I was uncertain about what to do next.
Do I really need to show him how? I'm not sure if he'll be excited. I looked at him sitting in the living room, watching the show. I immediately went to my room and took out the toy I often used.
I had a box full of pleasurable toys, but I had only tried three before experiencing it with the Professor. I didn't want to lose my virginity just because of a toy, so I mostly used a vibrator.
I took off my clothes and put on my favorite lingerie. I removed my glasses and applied red lipstick. I tousled my hair before grabbing a toy that couldn't even compare to the Professor's size. He's huge, and I realized that all the toys I bought were nothing compared to his length.
I glanced at him, now leaning against the back of the sofa. I smiled sweetly and slowly walked towards him.
"Aero..."
He adjusted his posture and looked in my direction. His gaze darkened when he saw what I was wearing.
Instead of walking towards him, I approached a nearby chair and placed one foot on it, exposing my thigh to him. We locked eyes as I slowly revealed the toy I had been holding earlier, bringing it closer to my lips.
He stared intently at my movements, not even blinking.
"Is that the toy you've been practicing with?"
I smirked. "Hm, yes, but this is nothing compared to yours." I winked at him. He licked his lips, glaring at me with his intense gaze.
"Play with it in front of me, Laurene," he commanded.
I didn't respond verbally, but I followed his command. I licked and sucked the toy, mimicking what I would do to him. I imagined how I would savor his masculinity as I closed my eyes. My hand moved down to my thighs, gently caressing my femininity, which quickly became moist from the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body.
"Oh, ahh..."
I could feel the wetness building in my underwear, so I decided to slip my hand inside, continuing to pleasure myself while maintaining the toy in my mouth.
"Give me your underwear, Laurene."
I paused at what I was doing and looked at him. I bit my lip when I saw how tightly he was gripping his manhood, staring at me intently. He raised and lowered his hand, teasing the tip.
I badly wanted to taste his cock, his massive bulge that always appeared in my dreams.
"Is that toy more pleasurable than my own manhood, Laurene?" he asked with a wicked grin on his face. He knew I had been fixated on what he was doing, and he was using it to test me.
"P-prof.. I want to.." I swallowed hard as I saw him pleasuring himself. His lips parted while he was jerking off.
"Strip."
I felt like a robot, quickly removing my underwear and holding it. He extended his hand towards me, indicating that he wanted me to give him my underwear.
I handed it over, and to my surprise, he held it up to his manhood. He moved his hand up and down where my underwear was, all while maintaining eye contact with me.
"I want to watch you pleasure yourself."
I obeyed and spread my legs wider. I began inserting two fingers into myself. I gasped from the pleasure, especially seeing the Professor also pleasuring himself.
I moaned when I intentionally placed the toy on my breasts and teased my nipples.
"Ahh, damn.. you're so hot, Laurene."
I caressed my breasts while playing with my clitoris. I closed my eyes from the pleasure coursing through my veins. I gasped when I felt the familiar sensation.
"A-aero.. I'm about to cum.."
To my surprise, he quickly pulled me into his lap, causing me to sit on him. I furrowed my brows because he interrupted me. I was so close.
"Cum on my cock, Laurene."
"You're too bossy.." I retorted, pouting.
"Don't you like it?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and gently pushing me, but I already had a grip on his manhood.
"Who said I don't?"
Before he could speak, I immediately impaled myself onto him. He groaned as he felt my warmth enveloping him.
"Ohhh.. it's so warm, so good.."
I slowly started to ride him and to my surprise, I came after just a few thrusts.
"Oh? That was fast." He teased.
"I'm so horny, what else did you expect?"
"I'll move, just feel my thrust, baby.."
He held onto my waist and took control, guiding my body to move up and down. Our bodies moved faster until he came, but he didn't stop and I could still feel his hardness inside me.
We both enjoyed that night, but when I woke up, he was no longer by my side. He had left a letter for me to read. I looked for my phone, which was still on the table, but I was saddened to see that our video was gone. The video that I wanted to send to Shannon was no longer on my phone, and no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find it.
And there was only one person capable of doing that. I cried because my heart was heavy. It was gone, my proof.