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“Tell me.” The big biker’s breath was getting rough and aroused.
“I could have you dust all the books in my home office, naked. That would make you think twice about taking your studies more seriously.”
“Let me make sure I understand what you’re telling me. If I were naked in your home and you could make me to do anything in the world, you’d want me to dust your books?”
“I have a list, and dusting is on it.”
Shifting the conversation, he asked, “So, what are you wearing?”
Looking down her body at the innocent white cotton panties and camisole, she decided to tell the hot biker a big fat lie. “I’m wearing a black skirt with a white button-up shirt. The problem is that I can’t quite get the buttons to stay closed over my breasts.”
“You need teacher’s glasses and a pencil behind your ear.”
“You like this game, don’t you?”
“Oh yeah, but I’d like it better if we played it together instead of talking about it on the phone like religiously preoccupied teenagers.”
“Did you ever have a crush on one of your teachers?”
“Hell yeah. They were the only normal people in my life. I liked every teacher I ever had. All of them were so different, pretty in their own ways, and kind to me. It was hard not to crush on them.”
“That’s really sweet. I can almost imagine that.”
“I’m glad you turned out to be a teacher and not a doctor. I associate doctors with getting patched up and pain. Teachers are hot, smart, and sexy in my mind.”
“Well, I can’t see students, so you’ve got three more weeks to go before you can engage in any hot teacher fantasies. I guess my books will have to remain dusty for a few more weeks.”
“How about instead of dusting I plunk your pretty little ass down on your desk and bury my face between your legs.”
An excited laugh escaped her lips before she could smother it back. “My girl parts are screaming like cheerleaders, and my mind blinked out there for a second, but I’m back in control. Three weeks seems like forever, but we can do it.”
“You’re cramping my style.”
“We’ll be digging for fossils together tomorrow. I’m thinking that when you see me all sweaty and covered in dirt, you’ll lose some of the enthusiasm for seeing me as a hot teacher.”
“You’d still be smart, funny, and beautiful to me. I’d happily take you covered in dirt or clean. As a matter of fact, I think about that a lot.”
“I think of you, too, especially when I’m in the shower.”
“Do tell.”
“It’s when I have my girl time.”
“I thought girl time was secret code for menstrual cycle.”
“Heck no. I call that riding the crimson wave. Of course, my ex referred to it as his nonreciprocal sex week.”
“You ex was an ass. Tell me more about what you do in the shower.”
“That’s where I tend to my needs, while I think about you and Little Ace.”
“He’s been asking about you.”
“Mmm, has he? I can’t wait to see him again.”
“He’s all confused about you and thinks he’s going to get a cool heart-shaped sticker every time he performs well.”
Laughter bubbled up again, and it hit home how sweet everyday conversation was something so simple and yet fulfilling. “I really love talking to you. You’re so much more than you appear at first glance.”
