Enm Intertwined Avery Pt 22

I never would have thought it would feel so good not to think. Probably because these past few days my thoughts have been plagued with stress and humiliation. Whatever the case, a night with Bridget had set my mind at ease. I woke up feeling completely relaxed with a sleeping Bridget curled up on my shoulder. We were both naked beneath the comforter with my arm around her as I breathed in her scent. Usually, every morning I would immediately get dressed, have breakfast, and go straight to work. Today, I just took a few minutes to just bask in the moment with Bridget's soft supple body on top of mine. My comfort didn't last long since I suddenly remembered the email I sent last night. I was dying to find out what was to become of me.

Gently, I kissed the top of Bridget's head before I slowly slipped away from her to avoid waking her up as I tip-toed out of bed and opened my dresser as quietly as possible. I pulled on a pair of light-blue boxer shorts and a spare set of glasses. I didn't put on anymore than that since I didn't want to chance waking Bridget. I then sneaked out of the room, to check my laptop. Though I only sent the email last night, I saw the dean already eagerly responded as I sat down before my laptop:

Dear Professor Finn,

I cannot tell you how relieved I was to receive your email. I have not yet procured a model to fill in for you yet, I have been quite preoccupied with my duties as dean of Intectus Deprehendi University. Of course I will be more than happy to extend your time as a model for Delia's class since it solves so many problems for everyone. I will call Professor Sands first chance I get to discuss how long your extension will be. I am sure she will be just as excited as I am to have you on longer.

Professor Finn, let me just say from the bottom of my heart how grateful I am for your eagerness to aid the students and your fellow professors during this past week. Consequently, I can't help but notice how much your enthusiasm for this assignment has really contributed to the student body as a whole. After I finish discussing with Professor Sands about your ongoing participation as her model I will let her tell you in person how long you will fill in for her. Once today's class has come to an end, please come and visit me in my office. There is much I want to discuss with you regarding your future at IDU.

Sincerest gratitude,

Dr. Myra Ostendi

There it was...confirmation that I had to endure this humiliation even longer. Why did she have to respond so quickly? She could have waited a day or two just so I could have some excuse not to go back and obtain some peace of mind; albeit for a short time. My morose thoughts came to a halt at the sound of a lovely European accent, "I take it you received a positive response to your email?"

"Well I don't know if I would call this..." I turned around to see a newly awake Bridget leaning against my door frame wearing nothing but one of my button down shirts. I have never known that I had fantasies like this until this very moment. "...Oh...uh...good morning!" I completely forgot what I was going to say.

Bridget crossed the room and placed herself in my lap as she read Dean Ostendi's response. "That's terrific! Well, maybe not for you but me and several other girls are going to be very happy." She kissed my forehead.

I groaned, "I was almost out of this disaster. Now it feels like a never-ending chain of humiliation. I know I kept all of my promises but look at where its got me. What am I going to get out of this?"

"You are a man who loves to give to the educational community. We are just more than happy to take it." She made a grab for my crotch.

"My God, how did I ever fall in love with you? Must you make everything a joke? You completely disregard my feelings in this situation!"

Bridget stared at me for a moment, "Say that again Ave."

"I said, 'you completely disregard...'"

"No, not that. The first thing you said before me making everything a joke."

"You mean, 'how did I ever fall in...' oh!" My face exploded red under the realization of what I just said. "I...no...no no no...I didn't...I mean...we..."

"Say it again."

"No."

"Avery..."

"No! I can't! It's too soon! We have only been dating a few days."

"But we have known each other much longer. Now say it."

"Bridget, can we..."

"You said I always disregard your feelings. I am listening to your feelings. You're the one not acknowledging them. Now own up to it. Say it!"

It was no use resisting. The cat was already out of the bag and it was the inescapable truth. I sighed as I looked into her eyes, "Bridget Bernard, you are an amazingly beautiful young woman with an astounding intellect, yet you chose to use it to humiliate people (me especially), you are several years younger than me, my student who frustrates me to no end so tell me why..." I clasped her hand and kissed her knuckles "...why did I fall so madly in love with a girl like you?"

Bridget smiled brightly and her eyes sparkled before she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. If I had ever had any control in this relationship, I just lost it there and then. How had she managed to wrap me around those delicate fingers of hers? I still don't know why this happened, I was only certain of how I felt. I suppose that is what caught me off guard. Unlike mathematical equations, love could not be summed up into one simple answer. I have been told by my friends numerous times how complicated love was but never paid it much thought until now. I preferred things neat and orderly but it would seem I would keep coming back to Bridget no matter how messy things got. By all logical reasons I shouldn't feel this way towards her and yet I do. She just blew all my rationality to kingdom come.

When Bridget pulled away she hopped off my lap and clasped my hand to raise me to my feet. "You do realize this means I will be coming over here more often right?"

I laughed and swung her hand back and forth in my own, "Well then, I suppose that means it's my turn to make you breakfast. Let me throw some pants on." I gave her a kiss and walked back to my room. I felt a tug on my underwear as Bridget seized the waistband from behind.

"It's not time for school yet. I want to see you cook like this."

"Of course you do." I rolled my eyes but held no further protests as I walked towards the stove. I managed to cook up a healthy breakfast for us both and sat across from her at my kitchen table. Though I was a little embarrassed cooking in nothing but my underwear a small part of me enjoyed how Bridget ogled me the whole time. I had to admit, I really liked seeing her in my shirt and I'm normally not the type to loan people my things.

After chatting over breakfast about our favorite Greek philosophers, we sat on the couch and watched the news as Bridget leaned on my shoulder. After a few more casual kisses, it was time to get ready for school. As we stood up from the couch, Bridget unbuttoned my shirt letting it fall to the floor. Taking a moment to admire the sight of her naked body she yanked my boxer shorts down then jumped me for another kiss. I got hard as she ran her fingers through my hair. "Are you at all worried that you are standing naked in the middle of your apartment in the morning with the window open?" I turned my head and saw that she was right. I forgot to shut the blinds to the front of my apartment. Anyone of my neighbors could have walked by and seen me naked while I was making out with Bridget. I would have been embarrassed again but figured this would be the perfect opportunity to regain some confidence.

I swept Bridget off her feet and cradled her into my arms bridal style, "Rather than worry about what could have been. We could cut our preparation time in half by taking a shower together." I smiled at her as she placed her hands on my shoulders.

"Why professor, you truly are a brilliant man." With us both naked, she rubbed her face in my chest as I carried her to my bathroom with a playful grin on my face. I honestly didn't believe anyone saw us, but I found out later that someone did indeed peer in at some of the most inconvenient of times. Right now they were staring in once again checking out my ass as I walked towards the bathroom. I would usually fuss about that very possibility at that moment but right now I just wanted to enjoy a nice hot shower with my girl.

*******

I set Bridget down in the tub as I turned the spigot. A blast of cold water hits us at first causing Bridget to jump as she tossed her arms around me. Goosebumps covered our flesh as out bodies rubbed against one another. When the water started to heat up, Bridget looked up at me from my chest as I held her waist and smiled flirtatiously at me. I grinned back at her then leaned further in for a passionate kiss. Steam filled up the room as her hands kneaded my shoulders and my buttocks while mine slid up and down her back and in her hair. Bridget reached for a tube of shampoo off my shower rack and poured some of it in my hair. Her fingers foamed up on top of my head as warm water cascaded down our naked bodies. I closed my eyes and lowered myself so she could get further into my scalp. I started kissing her again, then lowered myself to kiss her neck, her collarbones, her decolletage, her stomach, and other places lower than that. Once Bridget had washed up my hair I reached to the side of the tub to grab a bar of soap and a rag. I lathered up the damp cloth and started scrubbing her legs and thighs. I then worked my way upward wiping up her back, her sides, and her breasts. As we took turns cleaning each other up, I became as hard as a rock and decided to kick things up a notch. Grabbing Bridget by the hips, I lifted her up against the shower wall and plunged my pole deep inside her as she clung to me. I maintained a steady rhythm as I embraced her body. Shower sex was difficult to do without tripping...but it was totally worth it.

When we finally finished up, we climbed out of the shower together and grabbed a towel for each of us off my rack. As we dried each other off, we discussed today's plans: "So I suppose I will be heading to class first, then the gymnasium, get undressed, then head out to the football field for my execution. Is that correct?" I listed out the itinerary as I dried off her hair.

Bridget wiped down my chest, "It's not an 'execution' darling, it's an extension. Don't be so over dramatic. Oh, and don't forget you have that meeting with the Dean after all of that."

I sighed, "I wonder what fresh hell she has prepared for me this time."

"It could be something good, you have made her so happy with all your...volunteer work." She laughed as she wrapped a sea-foam green-colored towel around my waist.

"The Dean seems to think I'm having fun while I embarrass myself. Does she really not see how humiliated I get whenever I am naked in public or does she simply not care?"

"The answer is 'yes'" Bridget giggled while I played with her breasts. I never fancied myself as some sort of deviant when it comes to sex but something about Bridget really brought out the animal in me whenever we went to town on each other. Even better, she seemed to prefer it whenever I act a little naughty.

Wrapping her midsection in a light blue towel, I leaned in and kissed her again. "Ah yes, there is another silver lining." She stated.

I raised an eyebrow, "And what is that?"

"The volleyball team arranged for you to have a locker remember? As reparations for knocking you out with a volleyball. You best talk with them on where it is now that your gig is ongoing. I imagine you will have to speak with them anyway to get back those drawers you got from Ingrid."

My face flushed thinking about all those incidents with the volleyball team. My God did I humiliate myself in front of them. Though I was grateful that they generously procured me a locker after the my injury I still kept thinking about how they carried me off to the car while I was completely naked, or when I gave them back there ball, or...I shook off those embarrassing thoughts. For once in my life, I tried to think positive. Sure I wish my time as a nude model wasn't being prolonged but having a locker should lessen that humiliation. The girls even mentioned I could grab a shower afterwards. I tend to get dirty walking barefoot out on the field. I took I deep cleansing breath and focused on how sexy Bridget looked in nothing but a towel right now. That certainly helped diminish the weight of unfavorable memories.

As soon as we exited the bathroom together, there was a loud knock at my door. We looked to one another. I wasn't expecting anybody. Wearing only my towel around my waist I walked over to the door and opened it slightly to see who was on the other end.

"R-Rorke!?" I pushed the door wide open in alarm. I didn't expect to see my friend at all today.

"Hey buddy! No need to ask you whether or not your happy to see me cuz I know that you are, I'm Rorke Blazeman!" As pushy as ever, Rorke pushed past me straight into my apartment carrying a plastic bag full of beer "Sorry to catch you after you came out of the shower amigo but I just got off of work and I was in the neighborhood--Oh, hey there Bridget--and because I am so nice, I wanted to do some day drinking with my buddy so..." Rorke paused in the middle of my apartment and did a double take between me and Bridget wearing nothing but towels. Rorke dropped the bag on the floor, "Holy shi...!" I grabbed Rorke by the collar of his shirt and dragged him outside. I shut the door behind us so he wouldn't be ogling Bridget.

"Rorke! This isn't what it looks like!" I was flailing my arms. I already knew there was no way I could talk my way out of this. The evidence was damning.

"Dude..." Rorke shook his head then raised his hand "...up top!"

I blinked at him confused, "What?"

"Dude! My bro! You totally scored! I never thought it would happen with you. And with Bridget no less? I know she's Scarlet's friend and all but she is totally hot! Now high five me bro!" He waved his hand up in the air.

I blushed then put my face in my hands, ashamed."Rorke, stop..."

"Isn't she like...your student? Dude! Your totally nailing your student! Well look at you stud. Being a naughty teacher. That's hot! Now don't leave me hanging bro!" Rorke waved his hand again.

"I am aware of the situation!" I grabbed Rorke by the wrist and pulled his hand down. Rorke can be so immature sometimes, and I don't do high-fives. "I didn't plan this. I'm not this type of guy. But the truth is, with Bridget...things are different. Sorry, I don't know how to put this in a better way. I'm still confused by all this. I just, she and I..."

Rorke put an arm around me and patted my shoulder, "Dude, Avery, relax. I'm not going to judge you. Hell, I'm just relieved you're finally getting some. I always said you'd be a blast once you finally got laid. I don't sweat about her being a student okay? She is still over eighteen. Same age as our Santiago. Can the university even fire you or that?"

"On paper, no. But obviously dating your student is ethically compromising. So not only is it frowned upon, but if I were discovered at work the board might find a some kind of technicality to dismiss me just to avoid a scandal."

Rorke nudged me, "Avery, my brother, your secret's safe with me. I'm happy that you're finally bending the rules for something you want. You actually look like a human being now."

"I suppose I can always count on you to support hedonistic behavior."

"You better believe it!" Rorke smacked me on the ass and I had to quickly adjust my towel to keep it from falling off. "So do you want to tell the boys or should I?"

I knew immediately who he was talking about. Rorke, Jack, and Santiago are my closest friends. We keep no secrets from each other. Not from lack of trying but you tend to get to know someone well when you see them naked all the time. "I had every intention of doing that myself. I am sure Jack will be very genial about this but I am more worried about Santiago. His girlfriend Scarlet already knows (she had a huge part to play in us getting together) and she's more than fine with it but I fear it might make things awkward between Santiago and I if I tell him I am dating her friend."

"It's no big deal. We are all used to weird. If anything, he would probably be over the moon for you like I am. This is just one of those things that bring us closer together."

"I hope your right Rorke."

Our conversation progressed no further when the door to the right of my apartment opened up and out came Piper Denkwalt calling out to her children who can be heard scurrying from within. "Alright kids, I know you have a delay but we still gotta... Oh, hello there Avery." Piper shut her apartment door. "I see you have taken my advice about roaming the halls under-dressed. Bravo. "

I blushed then lowered my head. I should probably head back in now.

"Avery, who's your gorgeous friend here? Aren't you going to introduce us?"

There goes my chance to leave, "Ahem, yes. Piper, this is my dear friend Rorke Blazeman. Rorke, this is my neighbor Piper Denkwalt."

"A pleasure for you to meet me I'm sure." Rorke took Piper's hand and kissed it.

"Well aren't you the charmer. Is there a Mrs. Blazeman?"

Rorke's smile wavered, "Um, sadly no. You offering?" I rolled my eyes. Why does Rorke bother flirting with these random women? It was an open secret within our group about how much he likes his friend Sage Bianchi. Even Sage seems to know.

Piper laughed, "Buy a girl a drink first." I wanted to slip away at that point but as my luck would have it, my next door neighbor to the left side of my apartment came outside.

The woman who came out blanched once she caught sight of me. "Whoa, Avery? Is that you?" Will this torment ever end?

I turned around to greet her, "Good morning Ms. Krane. Pardon my attire but I just got out of the shower and I had to answer the door. Just poor timing is all." I wanted to get out of here. Rena Krane was my other next door neighbor. She was in her mid-twenties and worked in finances. She had auburn hair tied in a bun and wore a gray pants-suit. I have only introduced myself to her once or twice so I wasn't particularly close with her, but then again, I wasn't close to any of my neighbors. I had a feeling I was going to pay for that in the future.

"Avery! Why didn't you tell me you were surrounded by so many hot ladies in this place?" Rorke shot Rena a flirtatious look.

"I wouldn't know, I don't speak to my neighbors. I prefer to keep my home life private."

"Well we have to change that. As it so happens, Rena and I are both members of the tenants association. We could ask everyone around to pay you a visit every now and then. It will be nice to have you as a part of our wonderful community. I have a feeling we will love your company."

Oh great, so now my neighbors will be popping in on me at unexpected times. That is the last thing I want. Before I had a chance to shut this all down, Rorke, had an inspiration of mischief and grabbed the end of my towel from behind. Without warning, he yanked it off and tossed it towards Piper. Both women gasped at the sight of me now totally naked, especially Rena who was facing me getting an eyeful of my penis. Piper who was standing behind me got an unexpected view of my butt. Rorke, who was standing right next to me, couldn't contain his laughter.

At the feel of that familiar uncomfortable breeze around my nether regions, I turned bright red and clapped my hands over my goods. "Wow, I definitely think Piper's right. We should work on getting closer as neighbors Avery." Rena was smiling from ear to ear as she nodded.

To add fuel to the fire, Rorke slipped his arms underneath mine then positioned his hands behind my head. He put me in a hold that forced my hands apart and in the air. I was left completely exposed before my next door neighbors. "Rorke! What the hell!?" I yelled.