Teri
“That’s all for today everybody. Have a great day. See you next time.”
Mrs. Perkins, my English professor dismissed the class and I was immediately relieved. I’d been listening to her drone on and on about literature that best represented the Industrial Revolution for over an hour now and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could really take it.
I packed up my notebooks and textbooks and then I started to ease out of my seat. I was just getting to the door when there came a tap on my shoulder. I spun around and I was shocked to see a guy I was not familiar with.
“Yes?” I asked.
“So what did you think?” he asked.
“About the lecture?”
“Yeah.”
“I think I’ve had dental procedures that were more pleasant,” I said with a smile.
“Yeah, I hear that,” he said. “I’m Josh.”
“Hi.”
“Hi. Do you have a name?”
“I do,” I said.
Then I waited.
“Would you like to tell me what it is?”
I wasn’t sure why I was suddenly being so standoffish. It was probably because of the fact that I felt like I was almost involved with someone else. This did not make a bit of sense, but it was the way I felt. Last night had really gotten to me. I wanted Darren. I knew it was wrong and that it was so unprofessional. It might actually tarnish my name if I ever wanted to work as a nanny again, but hopefully I’d only be doing that until I was done with college.
The way that Darren looked at me was so extreme. It got under my skin. It made me feel things and it made me think about things. Naughty things.
I’d felt him. I’d felt his erection when he bumped into me last night. It was such a klutzy accident on my part, but when Darren banged into my backside I had felt his arousal. And I wanted it. Oh, I wanted it so bad. I wanted it to penetrate me and make me feel things that I had not felt in a long time. I knew this man was the one who could do that to me. Why was it taking me so long to get there and just release my feelings, to just let go of all the hang-ups I’d created within myself?
“Um… not right now,” I said, realizing that Josh was still waiting for an answer.
He smiled and laughed to himself. “You can tell me your name. You don’t have to be so shy.”
“I’m not. I’m involved with someone. So, sorry,” I snapped at him.
I hurried out the door and away from Josh. He was standing there trying to talk himself up. “Psycho witch. Better off without her.”
I wanted to confront him on his choice of words about me, but I let it go. I was too caught up in the mixed emotions and thoughts I was having about Darren. Last night had proved something. It had proved that Darren was attracted to me and I knew I was already attracted to him. It had also proven that if I wanted to move forward with this then Darren was more than ready. I wondered if we could have made sweet love right then and there, maybe going at it like animals on the floor. We could have done it there, or the kitchen, or the bedroom. But Bobby…
I laughed. Yeah. That probably wasn’t the best idea when a four year old could potentially walk in on you at any moment.
I couldn’t believe how good Darren made me feel. Just talking to him, just being around him was enough to make me feel joy that I had never felt before. It was a real rush and it consumed my entire body. I wanted him so bad.
I had to have him. I decided it right then and there that I had to have him.
It was useless trying to keep my feelings locked away. I needed to let him know that I wanted him. Or would I let him come to me? Maybe it would just happen when it was supposed to happen. The timing would be right and we’d both realize it and there would be a beautiful pause before we embraced each other and started making love.
I met up with Ida and Carrie about ten minutes later. I was essentially done with my classes for the day and I was ready to go home. I had some studying to do before I picked up Bobby from school. But I had about three hours until then. Most of my classes this semester were jam packed back to back in the morning starting at seven. It seemed insane to start class that early, but I didn’t have the luxury of setting the schedule and they were all classes I needed for my degree.
“What’s wrong?” Carrie asked me as I slid into a booth at the pizza parlor we frequented way too often. I was gaining a few pounds just being in there. I could feel it.
“Oh, just living the dream,” I said.