close one. Luckily Professor Moore hadn't run into Gemma because that could've been disastrous. "I'm parking around the corner now," he said, interrupting my thoughts.
"Ok, I'm coming downstairs now," I told him. I left the apartment and ran down the stairs. When I opened the front door of the building and looked out, I saw Professor Moore walking toward me. I smiled and he smiled back. I held the door open for him and he followed me inside and up the stairs to my apartment. As we walked inside the apartment, I hoped that he wouldn't recognize anything from those pictures I had sent him. I grabbed his hand and tried to pull him out of the living room as fast as I could but I couldn't stop him from looking around.
"Let's go to my room before my roommate gets back," I told him. He let me drag him into my bedroom and I shut the door behind us. When he started looking around my room, I blushed. "Sorry it's a mess in here, I wasn't expecting to have company," I told him. He smiled at me reassuringly and took off his jacket.
Professor Moore looked curious and that worried me. If curiosity killed the cat, I was the cat. I couldn't afford to have him looking around and looking too closely at things. I walked up to him and kissed him, pushing him down onto my bed and straddling him. I didn't waste any time pulling his dick out and moving my panties to the side. I was already wet so he just slid right in gasping as I sighed.
"Fuck," he said long and slow. I smiled and rode him just as slow, grinding my hips on him as he smacked my ass. I leaned forward and kissed him. Our tongues danced with our eyes locked. I felt like I was on a cloud. This was the first time we ever had sex in a bed. I bounced up and down on his dick making my ass jiggle. When he smacked it, I bit my lip and bounced faster. He was loving it. He let his head lean back into the pillows and I wrapped my hand around his neck, choking him. I leaned forward and licked his Adam's apple. Professor Moore grabbed me by the hips, pumping himself in and out of me harder and faster. I pulled my shirt off and then my bra, letting my breasts bounce to the beat. Professor Moore grabbed me around the neck and choked me while he spanked me. He slid his thumb in my mouth for me to suck as I began to come. I came hard and fast. As I came, he quickly flipped me over and took me from the back. Professor Moore pounded into me. I arched my back, throwing my ass back at him. He spanked me hard then grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled. The headboard was slapping the wall in rhythm with his strokes. We were loud, but I was still able to hear the front door open.
Gemma was back already?! I thought incredulously. And from the sound of it, she wasn't alone! My heart skipped a beat. I was barely aware of Professor Moore coming loud and hard inside of me. I laid down when he collapsed beside me. He was asleep on impact. I was barely breathing as I listened to every sound. I could hear Gemma and Sharon talking in the kitchen. My heart was pounding. Professor Moore started snoring softly beside me. All I could think was how crazy this all was. How did I possibly think that I could get away with this?! I was tired, but I wasn't stupid. Quietly, I slipped out of bed and tiptoed to my door, locking it. Just in case, I thought. Gemma never came into my room without knocking but I wasn't taking any chances. I returned to bed and lie on my stomach, trying to calm down. I listened for Gemma and Sharon and heard them go into Gemma's room. I tried to go to sleep but I couldn't. I feared that I might have a heart attack and die. Soon I heard moaning. They were fucking! I laughed quietly to myself. This was fucking insane! I pulled the covers from under Professor Moore and covered us with them before snuggling up to him. He wrapped his arm around me, holding me tight. I closed my eyes and tried to convince myself that everything would be alright so that I could go to sleep. I slipped into a dreamless sleep. I didn't wake up until I felt Professor Moore moving beside me. I opened my eyes. He was sitting up at the end of the bed, reaching for his boxers. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"I need to use the bathroom," he told me.
All I could say was, "oh." He put on his boxers and stood up. Then turned around to look at me.
"Is your roommate back?" He asked me. I nodded. "I'll be quick." I swallowed. My stomach started to hurt as he walked towards the locked door. "Which way is the bathroom?" He asked me. I pointed to the right. He nodded and grabbed the doorknob. He tried to open it, then realized it was locked. It took him a few moments to get it unlocked but he did.
"I love you!" I exclaimed before he left the room. He turned to look at me and smiled, then he walked over to the bed and kissed me.
"I love you too," He told. "I'll be right back." He opened the door and walked out, leaving it cracked behind him. I heard the bathroom door open and close. I laid back in the pillows and stared at the ceiling. Then I heard another door open. Gemma's! My eyes darted to my cracked door. I saw mother fucking Sharon walk past! I began having a mini panic attack. She knocked on the bathroom door. Professor Moore called out "just a minute!" She didn't walk back past. She must've been waiting in the kitchen. My mind was racing. I tried to come up with a plan for damage control but I was drawing a blank. I couldn't think. Every moment that passed, felt like a lifetime. I heard the bathroom door open and Professor Moore finally walked back into my room, closing the door behind him. Relief washed over me and I could finally breathe easy. This was exhausting. I sat up and looked at Professor Moore.
"I should probably get going," he told. I merely nodded. I simply didn't have the energy. While I watched, him get dressed, I listened for Sharon. I heard the bathroom door open and close, then the door to Gemma's room opened and closed. I got out of bed and threw on an oversized t-shirt to walk Professor Moore out in. As I led him to the front door, he smacked my ass, making it jiggle and me giggle. I turned and kissed him goodbye. I just wanted him gone at this point!
"I love you," he told me.
"I love you too."
We hugged and he left. Nothing made me feel better than being able to close the door behind him! I turned around and leaned back against it closing my eyes. I needed another nap. As I stepped away from the door, I heard Gemma's door open and the sound of her and Sharon talking as they walked out. As they were entering the living room, there was a knock at the door. I froze as all the blood drained from my face. No. This wasn't happening. It wasn't him, it had to be someone else. Gemma and Sharon were now in the living room, fully dressed, ready to go.
"Hey Dahlia!" Sharon greeted me. I forced a smile.
"Hey, how are you?" I asked. There was a knock at the door a second time.
"Is there someone at the door?" Gemma asked me.
"Uh.." I turned to the door and looked through the peephole. Sure, enough, it was Professor Moore standing on the other side. I cracked the door open just enough for me to slide through. "You have to go!" I muttered to him.
"I know, but I think that I left my wallet in your room," he told me. My mind was racing.
"I'll go find it and bring it out to you," I told him.
"Ok," he agreed. I exhaled. My heart couldn't take much more of this. Professor Moore was turning to leave when the front door opened, and there stood Sharon. My body turned to ice. They both looked at each other with disbelief and confusion.
"Marquise?"
"Sharon?"
"You guys know each other?" Gemma was now standing in the doorway.
"Yea, this is my husband," Sharon said, looking from Professor Moore to me, her expression changing.
"And you're the girl from the pictures," Professor Moore said looking at Gemma.
"What pictures?" Gemma asked.
"Marquise what are you doing here?" Sharon demanded still looking back and forth between Professor Moore and I.