Erik took a deep breath as he hung up the phone with Naomi. She had just called to inform him that her leadership meeting had been canceled and ask if she could come by, to which he agreed with enthusiasm.
The truth was that Erik was nervous. His last attempt to dissuade her from continuing their affair hadn't gone as planned. He knew that he needed to take a hard stand and end it before things blew up in his face, but he hated seeing her cry. There was also that fact that he wasn't confident he could resist her should she seriously pour on the charm. Erik hoped he was ready, but either way, all he could do now was wait.
Naomi smiled to herself as she snapped her cell phone shut. She knew that Mr. Alberts wouldn't be able to resist her. Naomi had carefully prepared herself this morning before leaving the house so that her teacher would be unable to ignore her. She'd known since Wednesday evening that the Thursday meeting would be canceled, and she wanted to look her absolute best.
The teen glanced down at her outfit, sure that she'd outdone herself. Before calling Mr. Alberts, she'd changed into tiny denim shorts that hugged her perfect ass. The white tank top she wore stood out starkly against her tan skin and barely hid the red bra she wore underneath. She couldn't wait to see her English teacher's face when he glimpsed the matching red panties.
Although Naomi originally felt confident that Mr. Alberts wouldn't reject her this time, she found that she was growing more and more nervous as she drove towards his house. She knew she'd have to perform well if she was to convince Mr. Alberts she was worth the risk.
Naomi hadn't planned on falling for her teacher when he first suggested the 'extra-credit project.' She figured it was a good way to get some real experience before leaving for college. Even though she'd been terrified in the beginning, she found that she enjoyed her detentions with Mr. Alberts immensely. 'I'm not ready for this to be over,' thought Naomi. As the girl pulled her car into the driveway of Erik's house, she breathed deeply in an effort to calm her shaking hands and pounding heart. "Come on, Naomi," she said aloud to herself. "You can do this." Erik jumped out of his seat at the sound of her car pulling into the driveway and practically ran to the front door. He stopped himself and counted to ten as he reached for the doorknob. He needed to relax if he was going to maintain control here.
A soft knock came from the door and he plastered on his best smile as he opened it. "Hello, Nao..." he began. His words caught in his throat as the gazed openly up and down the girl's beautiful body. Head to toe she was stunning and he stood there, open mouthed and speechless. When he found his voice again it was low and raspy with his desire. "Hello," Erik cleared his throat, "Hello Naomi. Please come in."
Naomi's heart nearly stopped when she heard Erik say her name. Every hint of anger flowed out of her body as she relaxed in his presence. "Hi Mr. Al-, I mean, Erik," she responded, softly. "It's good to see you again."
Erik had no idea how this girl could affect him so deeply, but as she stood on his front porch, alternating between staring at the ground and glancing at him, his cock hardened and his arms ached to hold her. "Please, come in," Erik said, as he held the door open for her.
As soon as the door was closed, Naomi gushed, "Thank you for having me over, Erik! I've been getting ready for this. I've been thinking of you since last Saturday..." Naomi trailed off as Erik placed his hand on her arm and led her to the study without really looking at her.
"Naomi, baby, we need to talk."
"But... but I thought..."
"Sweetheart," Erik began, as he sat down on his leather sofa and then stopped as he struggled to find the words. It had been less than a week since Naomi had writhed naked beneath him, covered in his cum, on this very couch.
"Oh please, Erik. Can't we just be together tonight? Please, Mr. Alberts?"
"Naomi," Erik tried again, "this really has to stop. I have loved every minute of this, but we can't continue. I could be fired, and you could lose your scholarship..."
Tears stung Naomi's eyes. She knew he was right, but she was not ready to give this up. Sex with Erik had been amazing and she needed to experience him again. She looked at her teacher and tried to explain how she felt.
"I know, Erik, I know," she said, amazed that her voice was steady even though tears slowly fell. "But I can't... I don't want to... I need this!"
Erik slowly reached out to his student and pulled her into his arms, settling her tiny body onto his lap.
"Naomi, love, I want this, too. You... you are fantastic! I love your body." The girl smiled. "And your mind," Erik added, almost as an afterthought. "But no. No, Naomi, we can't continue seeing each other. When you leave here tonight, we have to go back to being teacher and student."
Naomi wiggled her ass against Erik's hard cock. "But won't you miss me?"
Erik groaned. He knew Naomi was smart, and he had worried she would try to manipulate him with her body. Of course, it was working.
"Oh God, Naomi," Erik muttered into her hair. Naomi twisted her head around until her face was inches from Erik's. She looked into his eyes and saw no resolve, only pure lust. Knowing that he was powerless to resist her, she pressed her lips to his.
Erik moaned into the kiss, readily opening his mouth to accept her probing tongue. Naomi nibbled on his lower lip and massaged his tongue with hers and she deepened this kiss, almost as if she was determined to pull every last ounce of resistance away from Erik.
Erik couldn't think. Something about Naomi captured his attention so completely that he couldn't think when he was around her. Before he knew it, he was lying on his back, holding Naomi tightly and kissing her as if his life depended on it.
"Naomi, mmmm," Erik moaned into her mouth. "We have to stop. We can't keep doing this," he murmured in between kisses.
