A few years after I graduated things were not working out for me. A teacher's life is not easy. There are many more demands than people think. There are many reports, tests, meetings and all sort of bureaucracy that takes a lot of time and patience. Teaching in the classroom is just a small part of what we do. The best part, for sure, but just the tip of the iceberg. Many people think that my job is simply to come to class and fill the board with exercises and forget that I need to study, prepare lessons and do endless paperwork. And I was doing this in two private schools at the same time. It had to be this way or I wouldn't be able to make ends meet.
I left home early and worked all day. At the time I was sharing an apartment with an engineer friend, Julie, in a sort of sorority. However, she received a job offer in a big company with good pay and had to have her own place. Unable to afford the rent on my own, I looked for a smaller place and found a spot downtown. It was a great building, with 1, 2 and 3 bedroom apartments on twenty floors. I took the smallest and cheapest one. It was more than enough for me.
I packed all my stuff in one afternoon and carried almost all of it to the new place in one day. All that I left behind were some boxes of books. So I went back to my old address and filled my nice eight years old Fiat 500 with novels and math textbooks. Without much thought, I stuffed everything into the car and, arriving at the garage, I put the books in an unordered box and got into the elevator.
The box was heavy and it was a struggle to press the "5" button on my floor. The elevator went up and stopped on the first floor. Someone got in and I didn't notice, lost in thoughts as I was.
"Carol?"
"Hey"
"Remember me, Carol? Joshua!"
"Yes, of course! Joshua!"
Joshua was his name. His nickname was Jordan...
For a second, I couldn't speak. My mind was processing too many memories at vertiginous speed. First, of course, I remembered that afternoon at Harper's house. I was being butt-fucked by Theo when Jordan, Joshua, came into the room with his girlfriend. I remember the fear of being caught being replaced by the excitement of being naked on a balcony with a cock deep in my ass while watching a woman give a blowjob in front of me. I remember Theo's cock throbbing inside me as he watched the girl sucking Joshua off with her pussy and ass facing us. I remembered how much I came from it all. But it wasn't just that afternoon that came to mind in that split second. How many times had I touched myself remembering that day? In particular, how many times had I wanted to be that girl, licking that beautiful big black cock? How many times had I taken my dildo and filled all my orifices, putting on an act that Joshua was there fucking me. Tearing me apart.
So, I blushed.
"How are you?"
"I'm doing fine. Working hard. I teach at two schools. "
"That's great!"
"It's really nice to see you! I see you've got a lot of books. Let me help you carry them."
"No problem!"
"I wouldn't mind! That must be heavy!"
It was. I had overestimated my strength and put too many books in that box. I agreed and handed the box to him.
We exchanged a few more words and he walked me back to my apartment.
"You can leave it there", I said, showing him the table in the living room.
I went to the kitchen to get him a glass of water and when I returned I saw that he was going through the books curiously and I paled. It turned out that I had several, shall we say, "hot" novels in that box. It was my hobby. There were, of course, some classics, but most of them were hot, with covers that left no doubt as to the content. Joshua, however, didn't seem to mind too much.
"You read a lot!"
I handed him the glass of water.
"I do. I like it a lot."
But I didn't give him a chance to see the other books in my collection and discreetly pushed them to the corner.
"You know, I live here. It's a nice building. Peaceful."
"Good. I need peace to work and prepare my classes. But right now I won't be able to stay here for long. I still don't have internet access and I can't prepare a lecture this way. The service provider has asked for at least a week to fifteen days to set up things. I'll have to come and go from school every day."
"But is the internet all you need?"
"Yes, it is."
"But you can use the internet at my place. I have a home office all set up."
"I don't know..."
"Carol, I insist. You were one of the gang in college. I remember you from college. I'd be happy to support you if you think it would help. I work most of the time from home, but the office is big and I swear I don't make too much noise!"
I thought for a moment and then he continued.
"Come on! It'll be good. I have air conditioning and an unlimited supply of Diet Coke and coffee. "
I won't lie to you that the naked pictures of him having sex with Riley didn't cross my mind again, but that wasn't what made me take the offer. To be honest: it was laziness. I didn't want to have to spend hours and hours at school, in a stuffy and noisy office, going back and forth in traffic to prepare for classes. Being in his home office would save me a lot of time and I would gain a lot of comfort. And, after all, what would be the problem? He seemed like a nice guy.
"Ah, so, if it's okay with you..."
The next day I met him, I went up to his apartment carrying some books and an old notebook. I rang the doorbell and he answered me with his usual smile!
"Carol! Welcome!"