This trip with our family has been a major milestone for both of our brothers in the past and I’m not sure why, but something tells me it could be the same for me and Ben too.
31
PROFESSOR
Kate’s beenbusy with the semester starting and I’ve been incredibly greedy of her time. Gavin told me I should give her space, but I’ve decided I’m tired of Gavin acting like a dictator. I think he’s wrong.
I think the last thing Kate needs is space. Or maybe I’m just the needy fuck going through withdrawals about not being around the woman I think about constantly.
I’m a love sick puppy and it’s rather pathetic, but I have a plan in place. I simply just have to make an offer that Kate can’t refuse.
Did I look at her course schedule online? Yes, very stalkery of me. Am I also meandering around the campus searching for her lecture hall? Also yes.
I’m fully committed at this point, I know it’s something she wants and it’s something I’ve been thinking about nonstop. I look back at our texts with one another and decide that this is in fact a good surprise and a risk worth taking.
I think we should check pegging off your wishlist.
Kate
Is that so? Tell me more.
I think you’d love being in control, and it felt so good what we did the other night, I can’t imagine how good it would feel with a toy.
Kate
You know I would love to do that with you Mr. Carlson. Maybe we can talk about it later tonight, when I’m not in the middle of teaching a class.
I smile reading the texts over and over. She wanted to talk about it tonight, but I’m thinking actions are stronger than words. Plus, the fact she called me Mr. Carlson and going all professor mode on me is giving me too many ideas. I pocket my phone and ask two college students for directions, finally finding her building.
I slip into the hall, sitting toward the back. Her class is nearly over, full of mostly women, minus a few men. Not a surprise, since this is her Women in Art History class. She owns the classroom, while still giving off warm, down-to-earth vibes.
Most of the class is engaged, no one is watching a show on their laptop, they’re actively taking in and absorbing her lecture.
God, she looks so pretty, so in control of the classroom. I’ve missed her more than I’d admit to anyone out loud. Not even just the sex, just her. Even if my plan is to lure her in with sex right now, it seems to be the thing that keeps us on the same page.
She clicks through the presentation, turning off the projector.
“Any questions?” she asks.
I raise my hand and she squints at me. She’s trying to keep a smile off her face.
“Yes,” she says pointing at me, all her students turn to face me. Half of them are probably wondering why a thirty-five year old man is at their lecture.
“Will this be on the midterm?”
“I guess you’ll just have to wait and see. Make sure you all submit your artist of choice for your assignment. Remember, everyone has to choose a different artist, so you don’t want to wait and have last dibs,” she says as her class packs up their bags and begins to funnel out of the hall.
I sit in place as Kate sits at her desk and starts tapping away at her computer. Is she playing along or is she ignoring me?
I wait till most of the students are out of the hall before I make my way down the steps to her desk.
She keeps typing for a few moments before she looks up at me from her glasses. Fuck, I’m hard already.
“Mr. Carlson, if this is about your failing grade, I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do for you,” she says.
Oh, I’m hot for the fucking teacher.
I lean down on the desk, my palms pressed against the wood. “You’re sure there’s nothing I can do?”
