didn't seem to be an issue in your office."
Tony threw his head back and laughed. "Technically speaking, you were the one to come on to me."
Faith's mouth dropped, then snapped shut. That wasn't how it went down. Was it? Images of her locking the office door and then going over to him, seating herself on his lap came to her mind. She supposed she did do her fair part in speeding the proceedings along. It was Vicki and all the talk about how good he was in the sack, not that Faith argued the point now that she'd experienced him firsthand herself.
"Could you really blame me?" Faith caught her lower lip between her teeth.
"And why would that be?"
Faith gave a faint chuckle. She saw where he was going with this. He wanted his ego stroked a bit and maybe see where he stood with her. She decided to play along. "Well you're sweet, funny..." She edged her way closer to him. "Very, very sexy." At that his face reddened. She liked that, liked how she could take him out of his comfort zone despite how "in control" he always seemed to be when teaching.
"I see." He nodded, a grin on his face.
Reaching out, Faith unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. Then the second. Once she reached the third his hand came up to stop her.
"Before we get wrapped up in –" he paused, searching for the proper word "– activities, I want to make sure this arrangement is fine with you. At least until you've graduated. I'd rather it not have to be like this, hiding whatever is developing between us, but I think for all concerned it is the best idea."
Faith's eyes caught his. "I'm fine with that." And she was. The last thing she wanted to do was compromise his job or her graduation.
Satisfied, he released her hands. Once she undid the fifth button, she tugged on the shirt, pulling it free from the waistband of his jeans. She could already see his cock filling the front of his jeans.
Slowly she stood. Taking hold of his shirttail she urged him to stand with her. "Come this way, Mr. Moir, we're skipping the movies and takeout for tonight," she called over her shoulder, leading him into the bedroom by his shirt.
Like the rest of the apartment the bedroom itself was fairly small. A double-sized bed, double dresser, leather armchair and a night table accounted for the majority of the furniture in the room and the floor space. The light from the living room lit the bedroom enough that Tony could vaguely see his surroundings.
His cock was throbbing now, begging to be released. Begging to feel her hands on it, stroking it. As they reached the bed, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back tight against him, her round ass rubbing against his groin.
Faith moaned as she leaned back against his chest. Her lips brushed against his neck, stoking his desire. He held her tight against his cock with one hand around her waist as the other hand worked its way up the outside of her thigh, hiking her skirt up as it went.
"I thought I would forego the underwear tonight," Faith whispered in his ear just as his hand reached her hip and he realized this for himself.
"Faith," he moaned into her hair, as he took in the fresh scent of her shampoo.
She turned her head so his lips could claim hers. All the passion, all the fire he was feeling for her he unleashed, kissing her forcefully. His tongue plunged its way between her teeth seeking hers.
As he kissed her, his hand made its way between her thighs, urging her to open her legs for him, allowing his fingers entry into her wetness. Two fingers plunged into her. His lips muffled her moans.
Faith's hand slid between them, fumbled with the button on his jeans, then slid the zipper down. Reaching into his pants she grasped his thick, throbbing cock in her hand, stroking it skilfully.
Tremors shook her body, making her shudder against him. Fire burned down the length of her spine, ending in an intense pulsating within her pussy. Her hips bucked against his hand as he stroked her. She wanted him, needed him,
Tony threw his head back and laughed. "Technically speaking, you were the one to come on to me."
Faith's mouth dropped, then snapped shut. That wasn't how it went down. Was it? Images of her locking the office door and then going over to him, seating herself on his lap came to her mind. She supposed she did do her fair part in speeding the proceedings along. It was Vicki and all the talk about how good he was in the sack, not that Faith argued the point now that she'd experienced him firsthand herself.
"Could you really blame me?" Faith caught her lower lip between her teeth.
"And why would that be?"
Faith gave a faint chuckle. She saw where he was going with this. He wanted his ego stroked a bit and maybe see where he stood with her. She decided to play along. "Well you're sweet, funny..." She edged her way closer to him. "Very, very sexy." At that his face reddened. She liked that, liked how she could take him out of his comfort zone despite how "in control" he always seemed to be when teaching.
"I see." He nodded, a grin on his face.
Reaching out, Faith unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. Then the second. Once she reached the third his hand came up to stop her.
"Before we get wrapped up in –" he paused, searching for the proper word "– activities, I want to make sure this arrangement is fine with you. At least until you've graduated. I'd rather it not have to be like this, hiding whatever is developing between us, but I think for all concerned it is the best idea."
Faith's eyes caught his. "I'm fine with that." And she was. The last thing she wanted to do was compromise his job or her graduation.
Satisfied, he released her hands. Once she undid the fifth button, she tugged on the shirt, pulling it free from the waistband of his jeans. She could already see his cock filling the front of his jeans.
Slowly she stood. Taking hold of his shirttail she urged him to stand with her. "Come this way, Mr. Moir, we're skipping the movies and takeout for tonight," she called over her shoulder, leading him into the bedroom by his shirt.
Like the rest of the apartment the bedroom itself was fairly small. A double-sized bed, double dresser, leather armchair and a night table accounted for the majority of the furniture in the room and the floor space. The light from the living room lit the bedroom enough that Tony could vaguely see his surroundings.
His cock was throbbing now, begging to be released. Begging to feel her hands on it, stroking it. As they reached the bed, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back tight against him, her round ass rubbing against his groin.
Faith moaned as she leaned back against his chest. Her lips brushed against his neck, stoking his desire. He held her tight against his cock with one hand around her waist as the other hand worked its way up the outside of her thigh, hiking her skirt up as it went.
"I thought I would forego the underwear tonight," Faith whispered in his ear just as his hand reached her hip and he realized this for himself.
"Faith," he moaned into her hair, as he took in the fresh scent of her shampoo.
She turned her head so his lips could claim hers. All the passion, all the fire he was feeling for her he unleashed, kissing her forcefully. His tongue plunged its way between her teeth seeking hers.
As he kissed her, his hand made its way between her thighs, urging her to open her legs for him, allowing his fingers entry into her wetness. Two fingers plunged into her. His lips muffled her moans.
Faith's hand slid between them, fumbled with the button on his jeans, then slid the zipper down. Reaching into his pants she grasped his thick, throbbing cock in her hand, stroking it skilfully.
Tremors shook her body, making her shudder against him. Fire burned down the length of her spine, ending in an intense pulsating within her pussy. Her hips bucked against his hand as he stroked her. She wanted him, needed him,
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