Hello readers
This is a sort-of continuation of a story submitted long back (around 4 months ago), where I described the starting of an infatuation between myself (married Professor in his 40s) and a student (married, pretty woman in her early 30s). That was a very short submission, mainly because of my reluctance at describing a near real-life scenario. Here, the story continues from the point when she makes a call to her Prof.
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And then the phone call came. It was a Sunday, late morning. I was relaxing after some gentle love-making with my wife. The kids were away at their grandparents' place. We had the home to ourselves, and were making the most of this occasional daytime freedom!
I recognised my dear student's number on my cell. I quickly answered, wondering about the possible academic doubts she could be having in her latest assignment.
"Hi, Sir, how are you?" her pleasant voice came across.
"Hey, Deepthi, I'm fine, thanks. How is the assignment going? Looks like you are in right earnest on a Sunday." There was a bit of urgency in my voice which was unusual in my interaction with Deepthi. But today was different. There were things to be done between me and my wife, which could not be interrupted, even for the sake of my academic student.
"Assignment is fine, Sir. I called just to chat. Was feeling bored with some dull reading. Are you busy with anything, Sir?"
"Uh, well, not particularly. Just me and my wife at home. The kids are away, so have some time to ourselves." I replied in a bland tone.
"Aw, that's so nice, Sir. You'll must be having fun." A distinct note of wistfulness in her voice. "I miss those days. Husband manages to come here just once a month."
"Well, Deepthi, these are phases in one's life. Once your course is over, things should be back to normal."
I could hear a sigh on the phone. And then this: "So, Sir, what exactly have you two been upto?"
Was I hearing right?! "Oh, come on, the usual husband-wife 'interactions'." As nonchalant as possible...
"Sir, you have been so patient and diligent with your mentoring. Please do give some details of this issue too. It can be of help for me..." voice trailing off.
I did a quick turnaround to check whether my wife was around. No, she was still in the other room. "Come on, these details are known to every married couple. Of course, reading can help. The Kama Sutra is a handy guide. You might have heard of it."
"You are the books person, Sir. Just like with my assignments, you should teach me things from this book too. And your personal experiences." There was that self-indulgent, yet petulant tone especially on the word 'should'.
I squirmed a bit. And I was not the only one. I could feel a squirming between my legs too.
"Oh, well, Deepthi, this is not the academic talk that I imagined. But you know I can never say No to anything you ask. So what exactly do you want to hear?"
"So nice of you, Sir. So what have you been up to the last 2 days?" Her best alluring, come-hither voice, which never failed to arouse me.
Here we go, I told myself. Taking a deep breath, I started. "Mostly enjoying the freedom of having the whole house to ourselves. So nothing restricted to the bedroom, if you know what I mean". Poor me, still beating round the bush...
"Not sure what you mean, Sir." I could visualize her, looking at me wide-eyed.
"Making love at night in the bedroom is the usual. Just the two of us means the action can be anytime, anywhere. No rules, no restrictions."
"Ohh, that sounds so exciting, Sir. So was it like that the last 2 days?"
"Er, yes. One of the main indulgences is the freedom from conventional clothing."
"Sir, please don't make complicated statements."
"Um, you know, we, especially my wife, are not the exhibitionist types. But now, door and windows closed, we are more or less in our birthday suits"
"Meaning, naked, Sirrr? All the time? Right now?"
