Sean
I’m not looking forward to going to class today. I never really do, working with my enemy is not high on my bucket list. Neither is sharing a woman with him, but it happened.
It was amazing too. I never thought in a million years I could ever enjoy sharing a woman, but I’m glad it happened.
Now is the hard part- facing them. What makes things worse is that I have to face them in front of the whole classroom of students and pretend nothing has happened.
It’s easier said than done. I’m not even sure if I can do it without thinking about what happened the other night- how Evelyn tasted, or the sweet sounds she made. I’m going to make myself hard just at the thought of it.
Logan has beat me to the classroom today. I don’t say anything to him or address him at all. He gives me a half nod, but I ignore it. I can’t look the man in his eye right now. I just want to get this class over with.
It isn’t long after I arrive, that the class starts to file in, and Logan begins teaching. I sit at my desk, trying my best to pay attention to what he’s saying. He’s teaching the first half of the class and I’m teaching the second half today.
We’re going over different types of advertisements to use to get your app out there. Logan and I have used different ways, so it’s easier to split the class up like that. Or at least we thought so. We can’t communicate much on planning. The less time we have to spend around each other the better, especially after that night.
My phone goes off suddenly in my pocket. I know it’s rude to answer it while Logan is teaching, but I notice his phone lights up at the same time as mine. It makes me curious.
The text is from Evelyn.
“Miss me?”
I look up from my phone to see that Logan has peeked at his and is now looking at me. I shrug and then look out into the classroom.
We don’t normally take attendance in this class. If you show up, you show up, so I haven’t really been looking for her. I want to avoid her as much as I do Logan, but her text got me curious. Did she skip? I start scanning the room for her. She isn’t in her normal seat. She usually sits in front like a good teacher’s pet, but today she isn’t.
I look at Logan, who’s noticed too. We both begin to scan the classroom for her, although Logan is doing his best to keep teaching while he does.
We soon spot her in the back of the classroom. She’s the only one in that row in the back of the classroom. The longer I stare, I realize what a good thing that is.
Evelyn is wearing an extremely low-cut top which pushes her breasts out. Her skirt doesn’t leave much to the imagination either. It barely covers her ass as she sits down in her seat. Her legs are spread wide with both of her hands in between her legs.
My eyes widen when I realize what she’s doing. She’s fingering herself with two fingers while her thumb plays with her clit.
I watch her as I feel myself getting harder in my pants. No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to take my eyes off of her.
I barely notice Logan giving the class an assignment, and the class goes silent. No one is the wiser about what Evelyn is doing. I can’t believe she’s doing something like this in such a public area.
Any second she could get caught by someone just turning their head. That’s what makes it so much hotter. She doesn’t seem to care if anyone can catch her.
The longer I look, the harder she begins to work on herself. She pushes her fingers deep inside her as she rubs tight circles on her clit. She tosses her head back, her eyes closed in pure bliss.
She uses her free hand to expose one of her breasts and begins to twist the nipple. Her mouth opens with a silent moan. It’s taking everything in me to not whip my dick out and start fucking her in the middle of class.
Logan has to pull me from my thoughts to teach. When our eyes meet I know he’s thinking the same as I am. He wants her just as badly as I do. I can see it in his eyes and in his pants. He wants her as badly as I do.
I do my best to try and teach the class, but my eyes keep going back to Evelyn. I make sure that I am behind the podium, so no one can see my raging hard-on as I teach. Who knows what could happen to me if someone saw.
I want to punish her for being such a naughty girl and giving me a hard on in the middle of class when I can’t do anything about it. I feel like some teenager who got a boner in class. She needs to be taught a lesson of how to act in my class and making me harder than a rock was definitely not it.
I look over at Logan to see if he’s dying as much as I am. My knuckles are white against the podium as my cock throbs inside my pants with need.
I pull out my phone as I begin giving the class an assignment. I can’t stand up and talk anymore- I can feel the sweat running down my face. Without thinking, I text Logan.
“Look, I know that night was a one-night thing for both of us, but I also know you see what I see. I think we need to teach this little girl a lesson.”
“I think so too. This doesn’t change any way I feel about you, but I think we need to keep her after class.”
“Agreed. Let’s make it a lesson she won’t forget.”