Email from Miss Hewitt

One morning in Winter and Natalie’s room, Mark woke up next to the busty brunette asleep on his bare chest. He could feel her large breasts rubbing up against him, nothing on to cover them up.

He laid there next to Winter for quite a while, just admiring her beauty, he couldn't get over just how good she looked after waking up. No make-up, nothing, just her genuine beauty, it was something he always knew he would love waking up to every day of his life.

Maybe it was the fact that his cock felt drained that Mark was beginning to feel sentimental. What did he really want in life? It wasn't the first time in his two years of college that he wondered if he was better off with just one person.

Winter opened her eyes while he was staring at her sleeping, he felt butterflies in his stomach as he watched her yawn and tiredly open up her eyelids. Once she realised where she was and who she was with, she began to smile.

"Sleepy head," he told her.

She made a groaning noise, still smiling back at him, "I can get used to waking up next to you every day."

"I was just thinking the same thing..." he said, pausing before continuing his sentence.

Winter noticed that pause and questioned him on it by giving him an awaiting puzzling look.

"Do you remember two years ago, that first semester i met you?" he suddenly asked her.

"Of course."

"Remember how we would always have a lot of fun together and then be completely fine with sharing me or happy for me to sleep with anyone else?"

"Mhmm, expect for Miranda then of course," she responded.

"Yeah, well... I feel like we're almost back in that spot again, I just... I don't know... I guess after everything we've been through since then, I want to make sure you're okay with sharing again."

"Why wouldn't I? We're just friends..."

He felt a little more comforted by hearing that, knowing she hadn't started to see them as anything more. As harsh as it sounded, Mark felt a concern of leading her on, knowing he wasn't going to stop sleeping with other women despite part of him wanting to end it all and just try for a second time to make a commitment to one person.

"We are and I'm happy we've been able to get through everything we've gone through, I just don't want to hurt you... that's what i was trying to get at," he finally managed to tell her.

Winter smiled, she put her hand up to his chin and gave it the lightest tickle with her long white, fake nails, "You won't... just be honest with me and we'll be okay."

They both then leaned in and kissed each other once or the lips.

Eventually, he got himself out of bed, knowing he had an online class to get to. It was Miss Hewitt’s which was quite unfortunate that he wasn’t there to see her in person. Her curves certainly were a lot better in person that they were on the front of a computer screen.

While on his way back to his dorm room, he saw a notification pop up on his phone, from his teacher herself. He didn’t take much notice of it at first, assuming it had something to do with today’s online class.

However, back in his room, opening up the email, took him off guard.

It read:

Mark,

Meet me at my classroom straight after class.

Don’t be followed, Be Alone… tell nobody.

Regards, Miss Hewitt

Brief but clear. The only question was, what was this for? His cock certainly had a good idea, stiffening in his pants but there was no guarantee that it was going in that direction.