real reason for her call vague, in case anyone nearby was eavesdropping.
“Housekeeping issue?” he asked, now sounding intrigued.
“You made a suggestion to me last night about a grooming preference, and I was hoping to take care of that today,” she explained. “But only if it pleases you, Sir.”
“It does please me, Miss Carson. I look forward to inspecting the work in great detail tomorrow evening,” she could tell he was now smiling into the phone. “I can’t wait to get a sneak peek at what you’ve been working on in class,” he finished, ending the call.
Hugging her phone to her chest, Sabrina skipped back to her dorm, excited about her salon appointment and the promise of pleasing Professor Areleon.
**
Leaning back in his black leather office chair, he smiled at the thought of what awaited him under his student’s skirt in less than 24 hours. He loved to teach, but this week had added an excitement to his life he’d been missing lately. He had no idea how close it had been to him three days a week for the last two and a half months.
“I apologize for the interruption, Mr. Smith, but it was a student seeking clarification on an extra credit assignment,” the Professor explained his rudeness in answering his cell phone during a scheduled appointment with a student.
“It’s okay, Professor. I appreciate you taking the time to answer my questions when I have them, too,” the boy laughed. “But I think that’s all the help I need on this today,” he continued. “I’ll see you next week, Professor.”
“Sounds good, Dan. Don’t forget to read the next chapter,” he called after the student. With a wave over his shoulder, Dan was gone and his calendar was clear for the evening. Just as he started to pack up his brief case, his phone buzzed from his desk. Thinking it was Sabrina with another question, he answered without checking the caller id.
“Damien! I’ve finally reached you,” a melodic voice chirped from the other end of the line.
“Starla, what a wonderful surprise,” he said, his excitement genuine.
“I was calling to remind you of Saturday,” she told him. “You are still planning to come to the engagement party, right?”
“OH! I’m so glad you called to remind me. I’d completely forgot,” the Professor started to wrack his brain to come up with a plan for Sabrina, debating on whether he’d bring her or leave her in anticipation of his return at home. “I wouldn’t miss it, Starla. I can’t wait to see you and Chris again, it’s been too long,” he frowned at the thought that he’d been neglecting his close friends lately.
“Are you going to be bringing someone? That Caroline girl you were seeing?” Starla pried. “I’ve got a few lady friends who are single, you know? I’m more than happy to introduce you,” she said, sing song.
At her words, his decision became that much easier. There was no way he wanted to be the single guy at his friends’ engagement party. It was second only to being the single guy at a wedding. If he did not show up with a date, the vultures would declare open season on him and he’d rather enjoy his time with his friends than having to constantly be on defense.
“Caroline was no one,” he dismissed, “but I may decide to bring a guest, if that’s okay.”
“I can’t wait,” Starla’s voice turned slightly sardonic at his declaration and he began to question if she’d already handpicked someone she thought she could foist at him.
An unpleasant thought crossed his mind at that moment regarding Sabrina’s upcoming appointment. Turning his phone over in his hand he typed a quick text message:
Make sure your waxer is a woman.
Less than a minute later, her reply pinged:
Of course, Professor. I wouldn’t want my pussy played with by any other man.
Her acquiescence and humor brought his good mood back in full force. Class was going to be extremely interesting until the end of the semester.
Chapter 9
Sabrina
“Housekeeping issue?” he asked, now sounding intrigued.
“You made a suggestion to me last night about a grooming preference, and I was hoping to take care of that today,” she explained. “But only if it pleases you, Sir.”
“It does please me, Miss Carson. I look forward to inspecting the work in great detail tomorrow evening,” she could tell he was now smiling into the phone. “I can’t wait to get a sneak peek at what you’ve been working on in class,” he finished, ending the call.
Hugging her phone to her chest, Sabrina skipped back to her dorm, excited about her salon appointment and the promise of pleasing Professor Areleon.
**
Leaning back in his black leather office chair, he smiled at the thought of what awaited him under his student’s skirt in less than 24 hours. He loved to teach, but this week had added an excitement to his life he’d been missing lately. He had no idea how close it had been to him three days a week for the last two and a half months.
“I apologize for the interruption, Mr. Smith, but it was a student seeking clarification on an extra credit assignment,” the Professor explained his rudeness in answering his cell phone during a scheduled appointment with a student.
“It’s okay, Professor. I appreciate you taking the time to answer my questions when I have them, too,” the boy laughed. “But I think that’s all the help I need on this today,” he continued. “I’ll see you next week, Professor.”
“Sounds good, Dan. Don’t forget to read the next chapter,” he called after the student. With a wave over his shoulder, Dan was gone and his calendar was clear for the evening. Just as he started to pack up his brief case, his phone buzzed from his desk. Thinking it was Sabrina with another question, he answered without checking the caller id.
“Damien! I’ve finally reached you,” a melodic voice chirped from the other end of the line.
“Starla, what a wonderful surprise,” he said, his excitement genuine.
“I was calling to remind you of Saturday,” she told him. “You are still planning to come to the engagement party, right?”
“OH! I’m so glad you called to remind me. I’d completely forgot,” the Professor started to wrack his brain to come up with a plan for Sabrina, debating on whether he’d bring her or leave her in anticipation of his return at home. “I wouldn’t miss it, Starla. I can’t wait to see you and Chris again, it’s been too long,” he frowned at the thought that he’d been neglecting his close friends lately.
“Are you going to be bringing someone? That Caroline girl you were seeing?” Starla pried. “I’ve got a few lady friends who are single, you know? I’m more than happy to introduce you,” she said, sing song.
At her words, his decision became that much easier. There was no way he wanted to be the single guy at his friends’ engagement party. It was second only to being the single guy at a wedding. If he did not show up with a date, the vultures would declare open season on him and he’d rather enjoy his time with his friends than having to constantly be on defense.
“Caroline was no one,” he dismissed, “but I may decide to bring a guest, if that’s okay.”
“I can’t wait,” Starla’s voice turned slightly sardonic at his declaration and he began to question if she’d already handpicked someone she thought she could foist at him.
An unpleasant thought crossed his mind at that moment regarding Sabrina’s upcoming appointment. Turning his phone over in his hand he typed a quick text message:
Make sure your waxer is a woman.
Less than a minute later, her reply pinged:
Of course, Professor. I wouldn’t want my pussy played with by any other man.
Her acquiescence and humor brought his good mood back in full force. Class was going to be extremely interesting until the end of the semester.
Chapter 9
Sabrina
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