A week.

"A whole week!" I was exasperated.

"That's what you signed up for." Bridget pressed her body into me wrapping her arms around my neck. "Don't worry, I will be with you every step of the way."

"That's...most likely my biggest concern." I gave her an angry look but couldn't resist the temptation to place my hands on the small of her back.

"Next class is tomorrow Avery. You can get through a week easy."

Her sweet accent drew me in. I placed my forehead on hers staring at her eye to eye. She raised her leg resting it on my bare hip. I had a feeling she was feeding me empty words with her whole 'easy' part but when Bridget was the one telling me I still felt comforted. Her hands slid down from my nape, across my shoulders, and down the muscles of my chest.

"Ahem." Professor Sands cleared her throat.

Bridget and I split apart from each other and I held up my hands in surrender. Damn it, I was so focused on Bridget I didn't even check if someone was watching us. "I wasn't...Uh...we were..." I struggled for an appropriate excuse.

"Avery was interested in a couples' pose he wanted to try out for a future class." Bridget chimed in.

"Oh how wonderful!" Sands clapped her hands "Unfortunately we wont be doing couples' poses until next month. Plus I would have to go look for a suitable partner befitting for Professor Finn. He sets such a high standard." She smiled as she looked me up and down.

Remembering that I was still naked I threw my hands across the semi I got from holding Bridget turning scarlet red in the face.

"Now Professor, I already told you not to cover up like that. The students may not be here but you have to get used to presenting yourself for next class. Hands to your side please."

Her tone was so polite I couldn't help but acquiesce her request with a tight lip. Her overly calm composure over my nudity always catches me off-guard.

"There we go. Aren't I just so lucky to have such a handsome and helpful colleague? I look forward to seeing you tomorrow Professor Finn." She walked past us giving my junk another once over. "Remember, keep those hands to your sides."

"Y-yes professor..." I clenched my hands into fists at my sides.

"Promise?" She smiled sweetly batting her eyelashes at my penis which was steadily growing stiffer as Bridget edged closer to me putting her hand on my back.

"I-I promise!" I blurted out without thinking. I just wanted Sands to leave before I got to full mast.

"Splendid! Have a nice day!" Finally, she walked away.

Bridget chuckled as she gave my butt cheek a squeeze then positioned herself right in front of me. "You know, she might have become my most favorite teacher." I just stood stiff (in more ways than one) at Bridget's statement since I could no longer cover myself due to the promise I just made to Sands. So many times I wish I wasn't a man of my word. I was embarrassed beyond belief as Bridget continued to absorb the unobstructed sight of my naked body. "Actually," She took her index finger and stroked upward along my now fully hardened erection "make that my second favorite." I turned even redder.

Bridget took me by the hand and led me back to the dance studio to retrieve my underwear. For the first time, I deliberately tried to pay more attention to her so I wouldn't think about my unobscured penis being displayed as I walked outside the art room.