It had been a long day for me. I gave all four of my history classes exams, and was in the process of grading them when I heard a knock on my office door. I looked at my watch and just as I suspected it was getting late. Who would be knocking at 7 pm I wondered?
I called out "The door isn't locked, come on in." As the door opened I looked up to see who it was. It was Kelsey Blair, one of my students. "What brings you here at this hour Kelsey?" I asked.
"Well," she stammered, "I was sort of wondering if I might catch a ride with you?'
"Yes, I suppose I could give you a lift."
A smile flashed across her face as she said, "Thanks Mr. Saunders. I was in the library working on a report when I realized I missed the last bus going out to my house."
Wow! This might prove to be a very interesting ride. You see it was just a little over a week ago that Kelsey had come on to me in a not so subtle way. Not only did she flash me and masturbate during class, after everyone had left the room she gave me a whiff of her sweet womanly scent. Along with shall we call them, words of endearment? Anyway, hoping not to be too obvious, I looked her over from head to toe as I told her "I'm just about finished here and I'll be ready to go in about five minutes."
Kelsey took a seat across the room as I gathered up my papers and put them in my briefcase. God, she's a good looking young lady. I'm guessing five eight, one hundred ten pounds, and without a doubt, cute as a button. And the way she is dressed, tight blue sweater and equally tight jeans display her orange-sized breasts and her tight little ass in all their glory.
We make our way to the car and as we head out of the parking lot Kelsey tells me where she lives. It turns out we don't live that far apart. Her parents' condo is about a half mile from mine. While we make small talk, nothing is said about the incident of a week ago. She's got to know I'm thinking about it, doesn't she? Jeez, I wonder if she is thinking about it. Soon enough we're driving through the entrance gates of her complex and heading to the back where she lives.
I find a visitors' parking space and bring the car to a halt. "Well, here we are Kelsey. What else can I do for you?"
She looks at me with a pouty mouth and asks, "Would you mind going in with me. My parents are away for a few days and I'd feel much safer if you came in with me."