Naomi's hands shook as she fastened the pearl necklace her parents gave her for graduation. Even though she'd already been with Erik once, she was so nervous. The last time it had just happened, before she could think about it. As she pulled on her seamed stockings and straightened the small straps of her black dress, she was plagued by serious doubts.
What if she only felt more attached afterwards? Naomi was absolutely terrified to say good-bye to Erik for the last time. Still, she felt drawn to her teacher. She couldn't wait to be near him again. Her pussy twitched and her knees buckled as she remembered the scent and taste of him on her lips.
Naomi almost stumbled in her heels as she walked out to her car. She was lucky that her parents were out of town again and that she could have the entire night alone with Erik. As Naomi settled herself into the driver's seat, she took a few deep breaths.
"It's just Erik," Naomi chided herself. The young woman's thoughts lingered on Erik's body, and how strong his arms felt. She felt utterly helpless when he held her tightly against his chest. Naomi giggled in anticipation as she felt her panties dampen, and her stomach fluttered with nerves.
It took every ounce of determination to continue on as Naomi drove closer to Erik's house. She had no idea what to expect when she arrived, she only knew that Erik told her to be ready for a nice dinner when she had called three days earlier. Would he actually take her somewhere, in public? Or would they stay at his house? And most importantly, would Erik let her fuck him? Naomi shivered at the thought, not really knowing what she would do in any of those situations.
The truth was that Naomi was feeling almost as anxious now as she had during her first detention. Enough time had passed that she no longer felt consumed by her teacher whenever she thought of him or walked into his classroom, and she felt naughty for wanting this last "date."
'You asked for this,' the girl thought to herself as she pulled into Erik's driveway. Naomi took a moment to regain her composure. Then with poise and grace she approached her teacher's house for the last time.
The smell of dinner permeated Erik's house as he finished setting his dining room table in preparation for Naomi's arrival. It had been many weeks since she had last been over and it surprised him how anxious he was to see her. Erik had spent most of the afternoon preparing a fabulous meal and now that it was done he hurried upstairs to finish getting ready.
'Just relax, everything is going to be perfect,' he thought to himself. Erik had initially been concerned about this evening. He was worried that Naomi might become emotional and inconsolable when it was time for her to go. He had a real soft spot for his favorite student and when she started crying he found his resolve to be less than steel. His nervousness at the prospect of this goodbye dinner had faded substantially over the intervening months since their last encounter. It was replaced by that burning hunger young Naomi inspired in her creative writing teacher.
For weeks their only contact was at school in class. Erik had watched her everyday; laughing with her friends; sitting there in her desk listening innocently to his lectures; going about her life as if nothing had ever happened between them. It was driving him crazy! She looked so sexy in her stylish clothes. Erik found himself daydreaming of the contours of her body; remembering her tanned skin, concealed just below the surface of her clothes. As the weeks dragged on, Mr. Alberts' lust grew to the point where he felt consumed by it.
Naomi had called him three days ago to confirm that they were still on for dinner and had told him that her parents were out of town for the weekend. Erik had instructed her to prepare for a nice dinner and told her to come to his house without a moments pause. He couldn't wait to have her writhing beneath him again and the plus that her parents were out of town meant that he wouldn't have to worry about stopping until his lust was fully satisfied. He was so turned on by Naomi that he no longer cared about the emotional fallout that was sure to follow. He needed her and by night's end he would have her.
Naomi arrived on time in a classically sexy black dress and nervously rang Mr. Alberts' doorbell. When he opened the door he was struck by her beauty and he freely allowed his smoldering eyes to wander the length of her form before meeting her eyes and smiling. Naomi could see the unmasked desire on his face as he stepped back and gestured towards her. "Hello Naomi," he said, "Please, come in."
He led her directly to the table and immediately served dinner. As the two of them ate dinner they carried on a pleasant conversation. Naomi asked about his trip to Italy and Erik told her about his previous trip to Europe and described what it was like abroad. When they were finished, Erik led Naomi to his study with a bottle of wine telling her he could clear the table later. He poured her a small glass, not wanting her too drunk for the night's fun, and they sat close together on his comfortable couch and he asked her about college and her plans for the fall.
For the next fifteen minutes, Naomi talked about her plans for moving and how much she was both excited and scared at the same time. Suddenly, she noticed that Erik didn't seem to be listening to her anymore. His breathing was heavy and his eyes had this fiery look to them and he appeared to be just watching Naomi's lips move. When, distracted by the realization, she stumbled on her words and stuttered, Erik leaned in with a little groan and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Naomi was stunned and breathless at the force of the kiss. For a few moments her eyes remained open and wide as her teacher pressed his large body against her tiny form. As his arms circled her, her eyelids fluttered closed and she gave in to the sensations Erik's lips were causing throughout her body.
