That young lad had some fire on her. I ended up preparing for a test I did not mean to . Just because she spiked me . I was really so desperate to see her so bad that I had to lie about a test tomorrow. I looked at the material and continued my job . Since I was still in the office everything was here
-Why were her things always in black and white- a thought came to my mind.
Something in me felt I shouldn't do this but it felt like the only way you get to the bottom of this .I loved he and I cared dearly for her and if I wanted to know the truth this was my ticket.
I finished setting the papers for them to write . It was just basically insurance that I taught them that day .
I felt she was gonna try these answers correctly. Miss Kingsley.
I finished by 5 and started to prepare to go home .
I found my black SUV Lamborghini waiting for me . I quickly got on the ride to my house.
When I got there the staff was pleased to see me as they have already started preparing supper.
My beautiful white house. Everything was perfectly organized . I had my peaceful supper before even going up. After eating I headed to the showers and started bathing .
As the warm water landed on my skin it brought back all the things I've been thinking while looking at Miss Kingsley. I slowly closed my eyes as I felt my manhood hardening. That thick body.
The veins on my body were visible not like usual. This was all my self control down the drain as I could not stop myself from being hard over a kid. The desire to tame that little girl grew even higher. Even stronger than I could ever comprehend.
I held my manhood tight trying to stop the feeling. I changed the temperature of the water to cold water. I continued making moves sliding up and down. I could feel her holding me tight with her body giving me all the warmth possible. I could see her making all sorts of faces as she came . I could hear her making love sounds ,that beautifully sounding voice. That got me hard on every time.
"Ahh…"
I groaned hard breathing at the peak of my lungs. This was tiring. I could not masturbate everyday. That was what kids did I needed a wife and I had already got one. I just had to claim her and make her know she's mine.was tiring. I had just realized I was in a bad mood . When the old man called in the morning he made me sick . I knew that I was the one who had promised to get a wife,but my restless night made thinking exhausting. I stood by the table in the lecture room observing as groups of students pulled up.
The sunny weather outside which is considerably better but if anything it made my mood even more fucked up. Miss Kingsley. This young lad was gonna be the one to dig my grave without even knowing it. The whole class finally settled in .
"Morning pupils,we have a test.",I said, grabbing their attention. That left the whole hall in whispers which pissed me off.
"The initial time for the test was 60 minutes but seeing as you're rude how about 50?",I said yet again this made them silent.
I calmly distributed the papers for them to write. My sweet darling did not even flinch when time was reduced. She continued sitting there with confidence. Today she was wearing a black sunny dress that had a slight opening slit on her right thigh. The opened back looked so sexy showing the beautiful neck. When I saw her I had this strong desire to pin her to the sofas on my office and fuck the sense out of her her. And leaving the red mark that I'm sure will last longer than a week on the back of her pretty snow-white neck. The big pony tail ,oh I would love to pull…-'no focus you imbecile'-
The learners started writing. I sat in my chair looking at them. I avoided Miss Kingsley as much as I could. Furthermore, I did not want the students to be suspicious of my behavior. Black clothing on people with pale skins was usually a big turn-off, but on her, it felt home it permitted innocent.
-Maybe she was a fan of Wednesday she just did not like the lighter colors which was a normal thing. What I should have been stressing about was what I was going to do if it happens that I got her to be mine. What will she say to her parents, the school and everyone else. The fact remained I was still her professor. -
This was the train of thoughts i boarded on everyday. Silence was where it all made me wish I was not like how I am. She was still a teenager to be specific.