Writer: North Star
Editor: Woody Smith
"Dave!" She shouts slightly exiting the building.
Carrie only hopes to grab his attention before he leaves the campus for the day. He turns to face her on the stairs amidst all the students coming and going around them. For a moment she stops to catch her breath as she feels she has been chasing him since forever, even though she knows it was only moments since class was dismissed.
Dave looks at her with a squinting grin that clearly says the morning sun is in his eyes as he turns to see who was calling his name out in the open. He neither looks surprised nor disappointed; he moves his tall frame toward her. She stops and excitedly introduces herself.
"Hi there! I sure am glad Professor Taylor teamed us up for the assignment on Proprietary Business Loans."
"Really? Why, would that be?"
"Why wouldn't I? You are the wisest guy in the class and well, the most handsome in my opinion." she added. Her eyes darting to the ground.
"Really...?" He says modestly "I mean about being the wisest of course." he chuckles along with her.
Dave continues on with the conversation so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.
"Well Carrie, what would you like to do about this assignment? Did you want to work on it separately and amalgamate it together or did you want to meet to work something together?"
She was hopeful that the latter of the two would be his preference since she has been admiring him since her first term.
"Well experience has shown me that working separately never works well. We should do it together." he says to her with a sheepish grin.
"I work this evening and tomorrow evening but depending on what is too late for you and what you have intended I would have no trouble meeting with you afterward if you wish. What do you have in mind?"
"Thursday night? Let me see here...yes I am free. Shall I meet you at your work or at your place or somewhere more general?"
"That would depend on what you are comfortable with. There is a really nice cafe at Town Square I can meet you outside my work as soon as I am done at 9 pm. How's that?"
"Terrific! I'll be there. I'll bring my notes. Thanks again, Dave."
She is relieved and so happy she had stopped him. She is hoping she will be able to impress him tomorrow evening. All that day and the next Carrie is so excited she does not talk to anyone about her class assignment. But it is all she can think of. She is totally distracted in all her other classes. She plays out the series of events in her head. Imagining how Dave will be dressed and imagining him impressing her with his thoughts and theories of the assignment. She thought about him asking her out for a date and becoming the romantic inclusion in her life she so missed.
Thursday came and went soon enough; she decides that she will wear her chocolate brown mini skirt and cream coloured cami. She will keep herself a little sexy with no bra. She has a petit frame with smaller breasts. While not particularly vein with her looks she admires the fact that she is nicely toned with little effort on her part. It may be cool if they sit on the patio so she decides to wear her short-cut sweater. It is a casual look dressed up with a cute choker and a nice pair of summer sandals. Black would definitely be too formal, she did not want him to think she is confusing this for a date. Oh my! She better get there so he does not get there first. She does not want him there first. She wants to look busy in her notes when he arrives.
When she arrives at the cafe she requests a booth secluded off to the corner and advises the waitress she is waiting for another person shortly after nine. She orders herself a mint cappuccino and sits with her books. Preparing for her assignment partner to arrive, Carrie opens her notes, puts on her glasses and begins a little reading in the dim cafe light. Her heart pounds with eager anticipation. Glancing up, her heart skips a beat when she finally sees him enter the front door.
Dave arrives. She pretends not to see him and with her head down studiously on her notes, using only her peripheral vision to admire his tall stature standing in the doorway, she is watching him. He is standing with his right hand in his pocket, so confident and handsome. His smile sent butterflies rolling and brought an automatic smile to her face. She can not hold herself back from looking obvious at this point; she just has to look up.
Dave speaks briefly with the hostess and is directed to the back corner of the cafe. He walks towards her.
"Well, well, well! Look what we have here, professor in training?" He is totally handsome in his business suit attire, tie and upper button undone. Her heart skips another beat.
"What? Me? No, no! Not me... I do all I can just to get through this course. Need all the help I can get." For what he can see she looks really cute. He is curious to see that sweater come off though, noticing that she is not wearing a bra under her sweater.
"Really?" he asks, a little surprised.
"For sure." She responds assuring him. "Doesn't come easy to me like you." she adds.
"Well it looks like it does." He says complimenting her.
"Are you going to sit and contribute or what Mr. Accountant?" she asks, adding a little saucy tone for good measure.
"Well I have been thinking about that for the last little bit, thinking your going to be very disappointed with me...I knew we were getting together tonight but in my rush to get to work I left my things on my desk."
"Oh, uhm okay, well do you want to do this another day?" she felt a little disappointed.
"No silly, we'll enjoy our drinks, then, if you're comfortable, we can go back to my place and go over my stuff. Well I don't mean my stuff like 'I, contribute more to it than you', but well, you know." they both share a nervous chuckle.
"Sure that is fine." She says.
The waitress brings him his drink. Using his manners he asks if Carrie would like a refill. She declines. The two share a nice conversation for the better part of an hour. Dave admires her neckline and thinks to himself about kissing her down from ear to breastbone, removing her sweater and playfully kissing over to her tantalizing nipples. Lost in the conversation he is thankful they are sitting at a booth as he can feel himself growing firmer as his mind wanders.
Carrie never would have thought in a million years that a crush she had on Dave in first term would actually turn into something today. She is only hoping she can take it to something more than a class assignment. Although he shows interest in the conversation she hopes she will be able to keep his interest after tonight. She can barely contain herself as she takes in his great smell. It is such a terrific turn on for her.
"Well are you ready?" he prompts her.
"Sure am."
"Say, did you want to follow me or will you like to accompany me in my Jeep?" he invites her.
"A Jeep you say? OOOh sounds adventurous, I have never been! Well Dave that will mean that you will have to drive me back afterwards and who knows what time that will be, that would not be fair. I'll just take my own." Being considerate Carrie attempts to decline.
"Are you sure? I really don't mine honestly." he reassures her.
"Well, okay if you really don't." she doesn't want to impose.
In Dave's mind he will be able to see the skirt ride up her legs as she sits next to him. And just maybe she will be enticed to stay longer.
She climbs into his cool Jeep. This is an automatic turn on for her. It is just another thing that makes her admire him even more. All the while Dave drives home he can not help but imagine himself reaching over and placing his hand on Carrie's legs. Her skirt riding just above her knee and when she sits her thigh is exposed. He will only have to push it all the way up to have his way with her.
The grin on his face must be dirty. She looks at him with question.
"Are you alright Dave? Where are you?" she asks not expecting a whole answer.
"Ah, uh, oh sorry. Yeah. So sorry I am here, No need to worry. I am just distracted is all." clearing his wandering thoughts and thinking of what to say.
"I'll say!" they both chuckle.
The drive was short out of the downtown core and into the rural banks. He is driving up a long dark driveway down a dark rural road.
"Sorry I did not leave any lights on. I have a habit of forgetting in the morning when I leave neglecting what time I am coming home at night."
And just as he began, three barks let out..."There is a dog too, I hope you don't mind. He is absolutely harmless. He's a total intimidation effect."
"Well there will be no effect here!" She says. "I adore animals."
Out of the darkness they are greeted by a large dog barking to greet his master happily.
Dave admits to her that the house is an older one requiring lots of work. He says he has had it for 2 years and is looking forward to finishing it. He says he has worked in the bathroom and living areas but not much else and said it is a slow process especially with work and school. Dave says he has to remind himself to have motion sensors installed outside to solve his dark night issues.
Dave helps her out of the Jeep paying close attention to her legs parting in the dim door light. His imagination is not even motivated on his school assignment. He has but one intention tonight. He is working so freaking hard at work and there have been added pressures for a new procedure and the finances for the contractors and now the professor's assignment. Dave is feeling the need to just want to explode! He wishes he had someone in the picture everyday to just come home to and take him in deep and suck him hard till he blows all his cum all over. At least a wonderful oil massage to release tensions would feel terrific. He can feel the pressure building with anticipation. He is really hoping tonight he will be able to entice Carrie out of the work mode she seems to be in.
He escorts her to the back door cautioning her to the mess she may encounter upon entering. He opens the door and turns on some low lit lights knowing exactly which lights will be better to light.
"Oh Dave! This is immaculate! I don't know what you are complaining about. You must be a perfectionist. This is so beautiful!"
"Oh well thank you. It still has a lot to be done." he is enjoying hearing the compliment
"Well, yes but what you have done is just beautiful!" she assures him she is impressed.
"Well thank you again. I wish it were me, but really it is the contractors. I just pay for it all really." downplaying his accomplishments, and they both laugh.
