The light slanted as it came in through the high ceilings, natural lighting always made it easier to draw, especially on the days that the sun was strong, as part of the ceiling was glass.
The art room at Price Junior College was a pretty, open space with loads of light.
There were eighteen people in the class, and they were doing quick sixty second sketches with charcoal pencils.
They were standing in front of large upright easels, and it was a cool day for early September.
The class was working on drawing a clothed model sitting in a chair.
The art instructor Kelly Gruening, was a 'cougar', she was forty, seemed like she was thirty, and had all her moves together.
Later she sat in the small office with her friend, another college instructor Heather Corman.
"I tried to give a kid the candle yesterday after class, but he thought I was just kidding," Heather said with an irritated look.
"Bummer," Kelly said.
"I fucked him, but it just isn't helping, I'm ready to climb the Goddamn walls," Heather said.
"Tell me about it."
"There isn't any way that Astaroth is coming back is there?" Heather asked anxiously.
"Nope," Kelly said somewhat sheepishly.
Heather's normally attractive face was contorted with irritation and stress.
"I thought maybe with how hard it was for his parents to get him out of the house, that maybe he could come back and stay with a relative or something," Heather said.
Kelly said, "There's not much chance of that I'm afraid, of course we're the main reason that they had so much trouble getting him to move."
Kelly leaned back in her chair and laughed, a pretty toothpaste commercial laugh.
Heather ran her hand through her shiny brunet hair, "I swear if we don't get a motherfucking consort in the next week or two, I'm going to go out of my mind."
"Try to say calm, Hecate, I know it's not easy," Kelly said, "I want it as much as you do, it's like being a vampire without a neck to bite."
Kelly looked at Heather suddenly, making a lock of light brown hair to fall down over her eyes.
"It's fucking driving me nuts too," she said with intensity, "but it's only been two weeks."
"And that's two weeks too long!"
Heather took her pretty lips and made a face, "You're the leader, do something!"
"I'm working on something right now," Kelly said.
"Really?"
"He's out there drawing right now, in minute sketches," Kelly said smiling.
"Great, let me see him," Heather said excitedly.
"Class is almost over, you stand outside my office, and I'll have him come in for something and you can get a look at him then," Kelly said.
"Maybe we've been too picky," Heather said anxiously.
Kelly said, "Everybody in the coven said, and I mean everybody that they wanted gorgeous consorts, I mean knockouts."
"That's him over by the window," Kelly said.
Heather opened the door wide enough to peak out.
"Are you talking about the guy drawing left-handed?"
"Yeah," Kelly said.
"Wow!" Heather said, her lips making on O, "it looks good from here."
"Again wow!" Heather said rolling her eyes.
"Why haven't you hit on him?"
Kelly said, "I have hit on him."
"Oh no, not a gay!" Heather said with disappointment.
"He seemed interested," Kelly said, "I just haven't sealed the deal yet."
"Well seal already, please," Heather said, her pretty mouth pouting.
"I'm gonna tell him that I'm a witch, and I'm hoping that it will turn him on, sometimes it does," Kelly said with confidence, "besides I've been putting lust spells on him."
"I hope it works," Heather said.
"Yeah, I'll have him come in before he cleans up and you can get a better look, then I'll give him the candle, I hope."
Kelly went out and told the class that they were finished for the day and to start cleaning up, then she asked Alex Capdevielle to come in her office, the recent object of the women's attentions, Heather stood a few feet away from the door.
Heather waited until Alex's back was turned, then she made a pantomime of oral sex and gave Kelly the thumbs up sign, then she left.
Alex had noticed a dark complected woman standing to the left of the office door as he walked by, he noticed her favorably, a raven haired beauty with shiny dark brown hair, and a revealing outfit for college, with two pretty tits showing. The woman smiled at him, and her eyes glinted with something he couldn't quite place.
His teacher Kelly Gruening, he had noticed her of course, right away, she was tan and statuesque, with pretty light brown hair and penetrating green eyes, she impressed him the first day of class.
He knew or at least thought that Kelly was a cougar, what he didn't know was that she was also a witch.
They walked towards the door with Kelly going first.
Alex took a quick look at Kelly's tanned leggy ass as she walked in front of him.
It was a small office, and not as light as the art room, but still light.
"Why don't you sit down for a little bit, Alex," she said.
She gave a dreamy smile that that made him gasp.
They sat a few seconds without saying anything.
Alex noticed her tapping her fingers on the desk, as though she were thinking about something, he was just about ready to ask what she wanted when she sighed and said, "I want to give you something."
"What is it?"
"A candle," she said.
She opened a drawer, and took out a black looking candle.
"A candle," he said perplexed, "what do I need with a candle?"
"Light it at night," she said.
"I don't really like candles," he said.
She took hold of one of his muscular holders and squeezed it.
Then she stood up and came over to where he was sitting and put her arms around him, and smiled again.
"I'm a witch," she said.
"What?"
"I'm a witch, I can come through that candle if you light it, and meet you in your room for sex."
"You're kidding," he said.
"Really," she replied, "it's black magic, I've done it before, lots of times."
"This is really freaky," he said with an odd look.
She stared at him and he felt a strong hot surge of sexual desire jolt through his body.
