Sean
It’s another day, and another joint lecture. I’m definitely not a fan of this, but I don’t really have a choice. I walk into the classroom and have difficulty concealing my irritation. Logan is already there, setting out his part of the presentation on our shared desk.
“Mr. Frazier.”
Logan nods sarcastically at me.
“Sean.”
I nod back without waiting for another reply. I start laying out my section of the lecture without a word.
It doesn’t take long for my mind to move back to some more pleasant thoughts — Evelyn. That sexy student. Good god, the way she just approached us both - who does that? It takes some ages to build up that kind of confidence. And she can’t be older than twenty-five.
I wonder if she’s that confident fucking.
I shake my head, attempting to remove the thoughts and images inside of it.
She’s a student, there’s no way in hell anything can happen.
The thought of her hiking up her skirt and bending over our desk blasts through my brain. My dick moves in my pants.
Get a grip man!
I force myself to stare at the lecture notes and focus on the least arousing concept in the universe — statistics.
Just before the lecture begins, both Logan and I notice Evelyn come in. She sits somewhere different, I think, to throw us off. I force my mind away from that ultra-sexy thought I just had.
I notice Logan intentionally keeping his eyes away from Evelyn’s side of the room during the lecture. Sneaking a few glances her way every now and then, I observe the wide smirk on her face.
When the lecture is over, I feel like I can finally relax a bit. I hope that Evelyn will just leave class and not continue her game — but my hopes are instantly dashed as I see her in my peripheral vision approaching us.
She is slow clapping, stepping toward us in a black skirt and tight blue t-shirt.
“Once again, an astonishing display of dick measuring, gentlemen.”
Logan laughs and is quick to reply.
“We’re glad you could enjoy it.”
I finish putting my laptop back in my bag. She crosses her arms in front of her incredible breasts.
“Looks stressful having to share the stage like that’ll. You both seem to be containing some massive egos.”
I look up from the desk. Her eyes are blazing, and that smirk is still painted on her face.
“Your observational skills are certainly on point.”
She laughs, seemingly satisfied.
After a brief moment of silence, Evelyn leans one of her hips lightly against the desk, brushing my side gently.
“If either of you wanted to get some of that stress out,” she purrs, slipping a piece of paper towards each of us. “Just give me a call.”
Evelyn winks one of her beautiful eyes, then giggles to herself before walking out of the room.
My heart is pounding like a kettle drum in my chest. Logan and I simultaneously look at each other.
I don’t have time for this. Stuffing the rest of my items into my bag, I scurry out, saying nothing to Logan. I feel him walking fast behind me, racing toward his own car to leave.