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Mrs Revers correspondence
Chapter 196
by 
AwesomePossum
Erik saw it coming, but it still somewhat frustrates him. He gets that it was a mistake, and he’s very sympathetic to her guilt and the fact that she’s pulled back even more over the last few days… Almost a whole week. If he’s being truthful, it’s been nice to have a pre-Ferris wheel relationship almost; she hasn’t flirted at all with other men, ghosted Max, and called in sick to a collection that she had scheduled with Blake.
Again. It was nice to have her like that, but the excitement of being open is equally exciting, and he’s starting to feel the withdrawals from it.
It felt like a good return point for the couple when Erik got the scheduled email from Mrs Revers, informing him of either his success or failure.
“Are you sure,, babe?”
Erik glances at Vi’s scrunched-up face, wrought with concern, wondering whether it’s really okay to press play on their swinging again, unsure of her own and Erik’s feeling on the kiss that night.
“I promise, it’s okay. I would tell you if it was an issue.”
“Okay…”
She nods at the email. Erik chuckles. “If I win, it means I get some action. If I lose… Well. I think it’s a good indicator that we can get back to it.” He grins.
Looking back, he probably should’ve expected the loss. He had spent a significant amount of time with Vi, especially after the ‘kissincident’.
He chuckles to himself.
He looks back down at the email.
Good morning, Mr Doe.
Despite your recent performances, you have not performed as well as you have in the last few submissions.
Typically, I would have you come in on a Friday to discuss your results and review where you failed.
However, I will be otherwise occupied with other commitments. I will expect you in my office at 5 pm on Monday instead.
Regards,
Amelia Revers
So instead of bumming it around campus in the 2 hours between his final class and his meeting with Mrs Revers, he finds himself in his room, lounging back in his bedroom, getting to take advantage of seemingly dwindling opportunities to sketch and relax.
Vi was back in her dorm; she was hesitant to go back, really wanting to stay with Erik and give him a proper apology, convinced she still hasn’t properly shown her regret for her actions.
Erik fully expects her to do something or the other over the weekend, especially if she’s being influenced by Ari.
He’d gone over in his head several times by now. That thing that Ari said to him. About Vi’s fears of him growing to resent her.
He really felt that Ari was exaggerating, messing with him, and working with Vi to get him to be more than a voyeur.
It wasn’t something that was impossible. And again, Erik’s convinced that kinda thing would be something that Vi would speak to him about, something that she wouldn’t let fester, something she wouldn’t address in a weird roundabout way.
But then again.
Erik realised that these urges he has… To get cucked. To have her be even harsher with her words.
It was a secret he was carrying.
It was something that he, himself was addressing by himself in a weird roundabout way.
But Vi is a better person than he is. Surely a more confident person. A more extroverted person. Hell, he constantly reminds himself that she was the one who asked him out; she was the one who pulled the trigger first.
Maybe Erik didn’t want to talk about it. Content with enjoying the dynamics of their relationship as it exists now. Why mess with it? Apart from Ari and Heidi, he’s not really seen other women.
No other women really reach the pinnacle of beauty and sexiness that Vi does.
He leans back in his chair. Sighing softly. “She’d probably take it well too. Maybe if I’m honest about it, she would be totally fine with it. And maybe even turn heel completely, make it so I don’t have fun with other women at all.”
‘Maybe she would even be more willing to explore kissing again, intentionally this time.’
He chuckles.
His phone buzzes on the table. Once. Then twice.
He picks it up. Smiling. A text from Vi.
I know you’re sick of seeing it, but I love you, and I’m sorry. I’ll say it one more time in person. Then I’ll stop. I love you so much
Erik bites his lower lip. She’s so cute and hot, obviously; just look at that damn photo.
Erik is aware however, that for the first time in their relationship, they’re avoiding a conversation.
But the text that’s more curious to him. It's the one from his professor.
Erik’s skin feels cold, with goosebumps. His cock stirs in his pants. The hopeful, lustful part of him urges him to get more comfortable, sending the message to his legs to move and drop him into the bedroom, onto his bed. He wets his lips and types out a reply.
“Ouch.” He says. Surely he didn’t do that bad?
Maybe moving to the bed was pointless?
He didn’t think that. Actually, not until he got the text from her; that’s when it first crossed his mind. Honest!
Damn. Okay.
It’s a bit embarrassing to ask like that. But this is exactly what he’s been craving from Vi, and to get a microdose like this?
Plus the fact that Marcus super recently flirted and almost sexted with Vi… The same guy stealing both his girls? It’s kinda hot.
Good boy.
This was at the start, just foreplay. Not even the reward yet.
If you won more often then you’d understand foreplay
But it could be… If losing gets him images like this… The married professor..
I’ll believe it when I see it
I expect action not words from you by this point Mr Doe
I’ll be in touch soon for your next assignment
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