Falling Behind.

My legs extend in front of me, crossed at the ankles as the familiar evening sun slowly turns orange. I’m sitting outside the economics and finance building. My last class ended at 5:30, so I decided to just wait for my session with Mrs. Revers instead of going back to the dorm. I glance back down at my phone, the beautiful, brown skinned Brazilian slowly gyrates her hips to the beat of the music. I really don’t understand how her body looks the way it does, so fucking curvy and smooth, that knowing smile as she turns to her side and looks down as she bounces her ass… I wonder what she would like with Vi.... Watching her suck on those pert nipples, her fingers between her legs, her small moans in Portuguese. Fuck. I look around, I need to relax.

It’s early, but I make my way up. I’m bored and I’d rather be inside anyway, I figure Mrs. Revers won’t mind if I come up early anyway, and just sit and maybe get a few extra tips from her session with Marcus.

What is that sound? Just like last time… My hand freezes in mid-air, inches away from the door handle. No… It’s not like last time… the door isn't fully closed. They left it open. Why? It has to be an accident. Whispers… No thumping this time… but that has to be… Moans. Low pitch, cooing, mature moans.

“Mr Goode, what would you have done if - Huuuh - You young boys aaah. Only ever focused on one thing.”

“More accurate to say two things, Mrs. Revers.” Marcus's confident voice barely comes through the gap in the door. She replies with a soft groan.

My pants are tight. I lean on the wall next to her door, my arm outstretched against the wall. I shouldn't look right? But… There's no way he’s made this much progress. It was only two days ago, it was phase one… I **** the stone in my throat down, I breathe in slowly and hold it as I crane my neck to peer through the gap… I don’t know what I want to see. I don’t even know if I want to see…

I let out a quiet breath. I’m not sure whether it's jealousy or frustration that fills my chest. Their backs are to me, but they’re close to each other, Marcus's arms around her. Mrs Revers' long auburn hair is being pushed up by Marcus's shoulder as she leans into his chest. His hands… They have to be all over her voluptuous chest; there’s nothing else that explains those sounds rumbling from her throat.

“Mr Goode… An old lady like me made you like this?”

Oh my god… His pressing into her fully… My cock throbs, my throat feels like the Sahara.

“What about you? This bra is not that thick…”

Her nipples…

“So inappropriate… Talking to your teacher like that… What would the other students say?”

“You want them to see Mrs. Revers?”

Her response is nothing but a shuddering breath.

“I think…. That's quite enough now, Mr. Goode. Mr. Doe, will be here soon.”

“Maybe he can help me with this.”

My man.

“Maybe. Maybe not. Don’t make me rescind these privileges… Mr. Goode.” Her voice takes an authoritative tone, and I finally pull myself away. I take a few steps away. I need to remove myself so I can calm down before I get discovered. I slink away back down the hallway and close my eyes to recenter myself.

–

“Mr. Doe, are you ready for your session?” I nod as I walk in. It astounds me how professional she is… As if she wasn't letting a student grope her, with the door open no less! Marcus gives me a nod and claps my shoulder as he walks past me and out of the room. He closes the door with a click. Mrs. Revers leans on the table, and my eyes instinctively drop to her chest; a shadow of a smirk crosses her face.
The session goes by in a blur, I split my focus between the scenarios and questions, and I imagine what her chest looks like. He surely saw her bra, are her breasts… marked? Do they have the hints of his fingerprints on them… I can't help but fidget.

“Well done, Mr. Doe. Despite myself, I have high hopes for you and Marcus.”

Marcus…. First name basis…

“Thanks. I definitely wouldn’t be in this position if it weren't for you.”

“Laying it on thick, aren’t we?” She says with a chuckle. I don't think I’ve ever heard her laugh at something I’ve said before.

“Well, before you go.” She checks the time on her monitor. “As a reward for your impressive session today, and I hope as some motivation, do you have any requests for me?” She tilts her head to the side.

I gulp. I have to try… What makes him so much more special? It’s all confidence, isn't it?

“Well… May I uhm…” My eyes drop to her chest.

“Yes?”

“Uhm…” Fuck, this is so embarrassing.

“May I… See…”

“See?” Her teeth graze her lower lip.

“Your chest?”

I'm so fucked. I’m going to get expelled. Vi will break up with me for being a dumbas.. I’m going to be homeless, I’ll get a sex offending record, I’m going -

She chuckles.

“You boys are only interested in one thing, aren't you? Very well. But this stays between us.”

I look up in shock, my heart beating out of my chest as her fingers undo the top 4 buttons of her blouse.

Oh my god. Her massive breasts are held high on her chest, the pink bra almost blending into her creamy skin, and her hair falls on top of them slightly as they move rhythmically with her breathing.

“I like your lingerie…”

She laughs. “I’d hardly call this lingerie, but thank you, Mr Doe.”

She pulls the shirt closed again, ending my drooling. I look up into her eyes and smile nervously.

“Thanks…”

She chuckles as she does the buttons up, “You're welcome, Mr Doe. If I hear any rumours about this…” Her eyes sharpen. “I’ll ruin your life.” Her eyes are soft, but her voice is venomous. I nod frantically and make my way out of her office.

“Best of luck with your exams! Erik.”