Rain pounded on the roof of the bar as I peered out of the glass windows, thinking of him. I had amazing, passionate sex with my professor on Friday and I am still in disbelief that a fascinating man would want me as his sex toy. It was a slow Sunday evening and my tips surely proved it. The semester had just kicked off at University of Tennessee and students were not drinking away their exam victories or failures just yet.
I crossed and uncrossed my legs, unable to get the imagery out of my mind of Dr. Wolf taking me in his office. My tight jean skirt and V-neck cleavage filled top was probably not the best idea for the rainy day. I twirled my long brown pony tail in between my fingers before taking a large gulp of my mocha flavored coffee. I looked down into the frothy goodness swirling together before hearing a familiar deep voice in front of me.
"Abigail Lancaster, is that a frown I see on your beautiful face?"
I looked up at him and almost spilled my coffee. His dark hair was slightly wet and messy from the rain. His jaw was covered in black stubble with the tiniest hint of gray peeking through. His icy blue eyes looked magnificent against wet eyelashes. He wore a tight black long sleeve Henley with the top buttons undone, showing just the right amount of dark chest hair underneath. My eyes trailed down his body to a pair of dark jeans with a noticeable bulge in them.
"Nice to see you outside of the classroom. Um, how'd you know I work here, Dr. Wolf?" I quickly tried to pull myself together before the few people and my manager noticed that I was ogling a professor. I could feel my cheeks getting flushed under his gaze.
"Old smart guys know how to use the Internet too, pet. Looks like I came in at a good time." He smiled with his dazzling white teeth, his eyes drawn to my clenched legs underneath of my constricting little jean skirt.
I licked my suddenly dry lips, looking around the restaurant to see if anyone was noticing our conversation. Most people were texting, eating or too wrapped up in their own conversations. A few people spared a curious glance in our direction.
"I date younger women. People in this town are not surprised, if that's worrying you. I'll take 2 glasses of Cabernet Sauvignon whenever you get a chance, my gorgeous waitress." He sat down at the table and winked at me.
I stood up from the table and pulled down the bottom of my jean skirt so that I didn't flash the restaurant my cheetah print panties.
"Are you meeting someone here?" I couldn't hide the hurt from my voice and I cast my eyes away from him.
"Abby, baby, no. The 2nd glass of Cab is for you after your shift is over. I am completely smitten with you" His voice became softer and he reached out to run his hand over mine.
Electricity ran though my body at his touch and right down to my crotch. My panties already felt wet against my delicate skin and I hoped it wouldn't trickle down my legs. Just the sight of him gave me butterflies in my stomach and a wet spot on my seat. I could feel my heart begin to race in my chest.
"I get off in an hour but we are dead so I'll see if my manager, Todd, will cut me a little earlier." I smiled at him and gave his big hand a small squeeze. I then pulled my pony tail up a little tighter as I began walking away from him. I suddenly felt his hand trail up my leg to cup my ass under my skirt. I spun around quickly.
"Elijah!" I gasped, looking down at him as he reached for me. I could see that the bulge in his pants grew larger from the last time I had checked.
He smiled that dazzling smile at me again. "Mmmm, your ass is too much to ignore." he shrugged, throwing his hands up in the air.
I swayed my hips as I walked over to the bar to ring in the wine, knowing that his eyes were fixed on me. I pretended to drop my stylet for the order on the ground, spreading my legs apart and dipping down to pick it back up. I knew that he would get a full view of my wet cheetah panties pressed over my puffy pussy lips. I took my time standing up, running my hands over my long legs. I looked back at him and he was shifting restlessly in his seat. The bulge in his pants became full size. I loved teasing him, especially since he took me off guard today and was not playing fair.
"Abby, isn't Dr. Wolf a little old to be pining after you? Todd said, pouring the Cabernet into the two wine glasses from behind the bar.
"Uh-what? It isn't like that." I shot back, straightening out my skirt again.
Todd laughed and handed me the two glasses of wine. "Sure looks that way, honey. He's dated students before and I don't want my girl getting hurt. Just watch yourself with that one, kiddo."
