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The following morning, I barely made it in time for my Operating Systems class. I spotted an empty seat next to Liam and sat as non-gingerly as I could.

"Sore still?", he asked softly, as class was about to start.

"A little." I confessed, equally quiet. "So I called and talked to daddy last night, and he just wanted to confirm, do you have over a 3.75 GPA?"

"3.97 last I checked", he informed me.

"Perfect." I glowed. "If you can get me a transcript to prove it, he'll hire you as my Private Tutor. He said if you had a 3.75 he'd be willing to pay you a thousand dollars a week to help me keep my grades up. With a 3.97, he might up that to encourage you to stick to it."

His face of pure incredulity was priceless. I almost burst out laughing in the middle of class.

"Think you can work with that?" I grinned. "You may want to close your mouth, or you'll attract flies."

Liam closed his mouth and swallowed, "You have yourself a private tutor."

I smugly sat back in my chair. "I'll make sure you enjoy more than just the money."

And with that, class started...

Between classes, Liam was able to get a transcript of his school record and I was able to send it to my father to prove his academic record. A few minutes later his phone rang with a number he didn't recognize from outside our area.

"You should probably answer that." I told him, "I gave Daddy your number, he probably has one of his secretaries calling so you can get paid."

Just like I thought, it was one of my father's secretaries, and they collected various information from Liam, including his name and bank account info.

"Alright, with that you should be set up. Your first payment should be in your account momentarily." The secretary informed him, "I don't know what Mr. Anderson is hiring you for, but your payments will be made each monday morning. You will receive your tax statements in January. Take them to H&R block and tell them who you work for and they should take care of your tax statements, then please reach out to this number and as part of the agreement Mr. Anderson will take care of your owed tax burden. Have a wonderful day."

Liam hung up and checked his bank account and there it was. A $1000 payment. He looked at the amount in awe.

"So, now you can quit your campus job", I beamed.

"I'm doing it right now", he told me and called his boss.

While Liam was talking to his soon-to-be former employer, my own phone started to ring. I checked it out and found that Jina was calling. I pursed my lips together. Our last conversation the night before hadn't gone very well, and with some apprehension, I answered my phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi Olivia. Are you free right now? Can we meet in front of the library?" It was definitely Jina, with her usual flat, monotonous voice that didn't give any emotion away.

"I have a class in 5 minutes, but will be done by 1pm. Can we meet afterwards?", I asked.

"Okay. See you later then." With that, she hung up.

I sighed. Hopefully she didn't take it the wrong way and think that I didn't want to meet her.

Liam was done with his own call and turned around beaming. "My boss wasn't too happy about me leaving without notice, but after I told him my new pay, there was nothing he could do", he summarized quickly. "So as from now on, I am officially free to teach you everyday", he added with a grin.

Having sorted this issue out, we entered our last class of the day together. Maybe it was the topic being covered, or just my own restlessness, but in my eyes, the class went by painfully slow.

I was horny.

I reckoned it must have been due to the fact that I was now aware that Liam was officially my tutor. And also, knowing that right after this class, we would go back to my apartment together, and after a bit more learning, we would lock lips, shed our clothes in a hurry, caress each other tenderly and—

"Olivia!", Liam hissed right next to me, taking me out of my daydream. My breathing was ragged, and I found out my hand had subconsciously been stroking his thigh. Thankfully, it seemed nobody had noticed yet.

"Is everything okay back there?", Mr Brown asked, clearly not impressed by the disturbance.

"Sorry Professor", Liam replied before giving me a stern look.

"Sorry", I mouthed, hanging my head low in shame.

The rest of the class went by without a hitch, although my horniness didn't go down one bit.

As class came to an end, I was left with two choices: be responsible and meet Jina as we agreed earlier; or let my body make the decision and drag Liam back home so that he could fuck my brains out.