Steven snapped the computer shut and sat back, rubbing his eyes. Finally finished with his lesson plans for the next day's class, he decided it was time to hit the hay. He walked up the stairs to his room, unfastening his belt and pants as he walked. Upon entering the bedroom, he stepped out of his slacks, letting them drop to the floor. He walked to the master bathroom, pulling his dark blue shirt over his head and tossing it over his shoulder on the way. Stepping over to the shower, Steven turned on the water so it would warm up as he brushed his teeth.
He glanced in the mirror and noticed his penis semi-erect; it was a miracle he wasn't completely hard thinking about that beautiful redhead from the college. He wondered to himself what it would be like to fuck her; he especially wondered what it would feel like to put his dick in between her huge tits. He had always loved every aspect of a woman's breasts, small or large. He would suck, lick, flick--whatever a woman desired.
Steven stepped into the steaming hot shower, feeling the water run down his back and relaxing him. He reached up and ran his hands through his hair, ensuring it would be wet enough to shampoo. After squirting some of the shampoo in his hand, he lathered up and massaged his scalp gently, scrubbing away the frustrations of the day. He grabbed the bar of soap and began lathering up his body, working his way down to his cock. Grabbing his swollen dick, he pumped his fist up and down a few times and felt himself get harder. Knowing he would have to do something about this himself, he allowed his thoughts to drift back to the redhead. He imagined her naked, thinking about the beautiful pale skin that covered her whole body and its silky smooth texture. He was fascinated by the fact that she didn't feel the need to wear 10 tons of makeup or wear wild clothes to feel attractive. Too many women at the college dressed skanky, thinking men liked to see that in women. That look didn't really do much for Steven; his favorite way to see a woman was in the morning without the makeup and fancy hair.
Steven continued to massage his hard dick under the shower head; the hot water felt amazing and would make his orgasm even more explosive. He put one hand on the shower wall and bent over, his practiced hand knowing exactly how to rub to finish him off. Wondering what his dick would feel like in her mouth turned Steven on even more; he imagined her kneeling in front of him and sucking, first just the head and then the whole shaft. She would run her tongue up and down his shaft, maybe move that sweet mouth down to his sac and tease gently, sucking one ball at a time. Then, she would slowly swirl her tongue around the tip of his penis, licking up any precum she could find, glancing up at him coyly with his dick in her mouth. To finish him off, she would put her hands on his ass and thrust him towards her face, shoving his dick as far into her mouth as she could handle, sucking hard. He would cum deep in her throat and watch her greedily clean up what was left.
Imagining how good of a little cocksucker she was got Steven to cum fast; he shot his enormous load into the stream of water and continued to massage his spasming dick until he was completely finished. He hoped he would get the chance to experience her in real life, instead of just daydreaming about her. Somehow, he just knew she would fulfill the fantasies he had of her.
Steven rinsed all the shampoo out of his hair and all the rest of the soap from his body, then turned off the shower and grabbed his towel. After drying himself off, he pulled on a pair of boxer-briefs and climbed into bed, switching off the light. Tomorrow, he hoped, he would get to see that beautiful redhead and actually talk to her.
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Chloe awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside of her window the next morning and climbed out of bed, pulling on a robe over her naked body. She loved to sleep naked; she found it much more comfortable than sleeping in nightgowns or pajamas of any kind. She found that no matter what she wore to bed, she always ended up removing it halfway through the night because she felt as if it were strangling her.
The smell of coffee drifted into the room when Chloe opened the bedroom door. She walked into the kitchen and opened a cabinet to get a coffee cup, then opened the fridge and removed the creamer. She fixed herself her usual cup, more creamer than coffee, and wandered into the living room. She clicked on the TV and turned to the home and garden channel, one of her favorites. She loved to watch home improvement shows; they always gave her inspiration to decorate and upgrade her home.
Chloe finished her cup of coffee and walked back into the kitchen to rinse out the cup and put it in the dishwasher. She then walked to her bathroom to jump in the shower and get ready for class. After turning on the shower, she walked into the closet to pick out her clothes, choosing a gray and pink pullover and a white t-shirt and her favorite pair of jeans. She also chose a white thong with a matching bra that wouldn't be visible under her white shirt.
Returning to the bathroom, Chloe placed her clothes on the counter, took off her robe, and stepped into the shower. That was her favorite part of the day; she found showers so relaxing. Noah loved to shower with her, much to her dismay. Lately she had been avoiding having him stay over, that being one of the main reasons. His age was really starting to be more evident; he could hardly keep up with half the things she liked to do.
"I need to figure out a way to break up with Noah", Chloe thought to herself as she lathered up and shampooed her hair. Knowing how difficult it would be made her a little apprehensive; she had no idea why she had let it go on so long. He had scarcely made her feel satisfied in their relationship in the past few months. After finishing her shower, Chloe wrapped herself in a towel and walked to the living room to pick up the phone and call him.
The phone rang and rang; "Why doesn't he answer?", Chloe wondered. Then, she heard his voicemail pick up. "Hello, you've reached the voicemail of Noah Hays. Please leave a message with your name and number and I'll call you back as soon as possible. Thanks and have a great day."
"Hey Noah, it's Chloe. I was just gonna see if you can go to dinner with me tonight. I kinda need to talk to you about something. Call me back. Bye." Chloe clicked off the phone and sighed aloud, frustrated that he didn't answer. She knew that he checked his voicemail a lot, so hopefully he would call her back soon.
Returning to the bathroom, she finished getting ready by applying her makeup and drying her hair. After getting dressed, she put her books back into her bookbag and grabbed her keys, locked the door and headed to class.
************* Steven arrived at the classroom before all of his students so that he would have time to set up for the day's lesson. He was placing packets of notes on the desks for the students when he heard a sweet voice behind him.
"Excuse me, are you Dr. Johnson?"
"Yes, I am, how can I help you?" Steven turned around and was shocked to see the beautiful redhead standing before him.
"I'm Chloe Saunders, I'm taking your Intro to Physical Therapy class after lunch. I wanted to get with you and see what I missed in yesterday's class." Chloe slowly took in Dr. Johnson's jet black hair, green eyes and a hint of muscle beneath his pullover.
"Oh, of course. Basically, we went over the rules and requirements for the course as well as the syllabus. I handed out a packet outlining everything we covered as a reminder for everyone, so I think if you review that you will be up to speed. I also assigned the class to start reading the first couple of chapters in the book because we will start covering material in them over the next week."
"Great, do you have an extra packet? And I already began reading the first chapter last night."
"A student who stays on top of schoolwork, how nice. You'll do well in this course. And yes, here is an extra packet." Chloe watched as he strode over to the desk and removed a stack of papers for her. Every inch of him was perfect; the dark olive color of his skin, the perfect white smile, the slight dimple in his cheek. She would not mind getting to know him better. When he walked back over and gave her the packet, their hands brushed and both of them felt the electricity immediately. Chloe felt the light skin on her face burn red and noticed Steven smiling at her.
"Well, it was good to meet you and I'll see you this afternoon."
"Alright Chloe. Let me know if I can help you with anything else. I look forward to having you in class."
Steven watched as Chloe walked out of the classroom and thought she was even more beautiful up close. He knew that he had to have her, not only sexually, but also emotionally. Something about the way she carried herself told him that she was graceful. He knew she was a dedicated student and assumed that she would apply that to her life. She was also assertive and confident; he loved that about a woman.
Although hesitant to proceed because of rules against student-teacher relationships, he knew he wouldn't have her as a student at the end of the semester and that it wouldn't be difficult to hide a relationship until then. He chuckled, thinking how ahead of himself he was getting. He didn't even know if she was interested in him for heaven's sake! Although, he had enough experience to know when a woman was blushing out of embarassment and when she was blushing because of the prospect of being with him.
An overwhelming feeling of guilt rushed over Steven when he realized Meredith had no idea how unhappy he was in the relationship. Breaking up with women was not a strong point for him; he usually ended up chickening out and prolonging the inevitable for months before he finally had the nerve to end relationships. He picked up the phone and called Meredith, then sat on the edge of his desk and waited for her to answer.
