“Let me grab my schedule, and I’ll let you know what days I have open.” She bent to the side and started riffling in her bag. The front of her dress gaped open, and he could see the lacy edge of her bra and the sloped mound of her breasts slightly spilling forward. His dick grew even harder, and he shifted in his seat. He cleared his throat when she straightened, and she gave him a strange look. “You okay?”
“Yeah. I’m good. So those days?” He spoke too quickly, and his voice had cracked at the end, like he was going through puberty or some shit. Her eyebrows lifted at the urgency in his tone, but he needed a distraction. The longer she stayed quiet and just stared at him, the more his cock stiffened at the thought of her full, perfect handful breasts, and the way the wind blew the tendrils of her dark hair around her face. The long braid she wore hung over one shoulder, and God did it look good on her, cute even. She set her tablet on the table and started typing. “I’m not sure what your class schedule is, or how long you need to be tutored, so we should probably figure that out first.”
Alex knew he might as well come clean about the whole probation thing, because he honestly didn’t know what kind of time it was going to take to get him to pass his mid-term. He was flunking that class, and unless she was a miracle worker, or took the test for him, he was fucking screwed.
“Okay, here is the thing.” He scrubbed a hand over his head, and then leaned forward, bringing his face an inch closer to hers. “I need to ace this class in order to come off of probation. My average fell below the restrictions for me to play.” She stared at him for several seconds before speaking.
“I figured it must be pretty bad since you didn’t say anything when I saw you at Adam’s house.” She smiled, and he felt himself return the gesture. “So, what days are you free, and we will start there.”
He rattled off the days he had no class, and the hours he was free on the days he did. She wrote everything down, and when he was finished she lifted her eyes to meet his.
“Okay, so I guess you want to pass pretty badly?” He cocked a brow in response. “Okay, I get it.” She looked down at her tablet and typed something into the calendar. “I can fit you in Friday, and we can set up a routine. Maybe three days a week, and at least an hour each session? They can be in the evening since that seems to be when we both have the extra time.” She continued to stare at her tablet and bit her bottom lip. Alex was transfixed at the sight of her straight, white teeth pulling at the red, full flesh.
Well, fuck. He was either going to have to go find some chick to fuck, or jerk off big time after this. He was hard and aching, and the longer he sat here with her, the more he wanted her. His dick also didn’t give a shit that he was trying to stay away from her. The damn thing wanted her like a fiend.
“Yeah, that sounds good. Whatever you think will help, and whatever extra time you have will be greatly appreciated.” Alex was proud of himself for actually forming coherent words, Jessica the waitress came back around and asked Mary if she wanted anything, but after she said no Jessica wandered back inside, but not before she glanced at him and smirked in a pouty way. Alex kept his eyes on Mary, although he should have been checking out Jessica and figuring how he was going to get her in his bed tonight. “So, what’s the damage?”
She put her tablet away and looked up at him with an adorably confused expression. “The damage?”
He smiled. “How much do you charge? What do I owe you, Mary?” She looked away sharply, and he didn’t miss how her cheeks turned rose in color. He was curious as to why his question had suddenly made her feel so uncomfortable, or why she kept squirming in her seat and refusing to meet his eyes. “Everything okay?” He threw back the question she had asked him when she first arrived.
She cleared her throat and finally turned back to him. She still wore a pretty blush, and as much as he tried not to smile because he didn’t want to embarrass her, he couldn’t help it.
“Uh.” Suddenly her napkin in front of her was very interesting since she kept unfolding and folding it. “I actually had something else in mind for payment.” Her statement had his dick jerking violently behind his fly, and going from semi-hard to rock solid. All he could think about was her asking him for sex in payment for the tutoring, but of course that was a horny boy’s wet dream right there. Shit, he could imagine her red pouty lips parting as she told him that his cock was worth more than any dollar he tossed her way. God dammit, he was such a fucking prick to be thinking about shit like this. She was good and clean, and he was a dirty bastard with a filthy mind.