Authors: Jane Price
ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: Tempted Pleasure (Bad boy Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult and College Contemporary Romance)
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Tempted Pleasure
By: Jane Price
Karen was the type of woman who had everything figured out. She always had been, ever since she was a little girl. She had planned her wedding when she was thirteen and when she got engaged she had gone back to her childhood home and found the binder that she had used all those years ago. She graduated top of her class from a small business oriented school and even figured out a way to work a part time internship while still taking classes. No other student she knew had ever juggled that.
She had gotten the top sales spot and was hired directly after graduating. Within a year she was married, had thirty clients, and four people whose job it was to keep her happy. However, when the market crashed her company decided to play favorites and only kept on the family. Which meant that Karen and her husband couldn’t afford their house. Just like her job, her husband left her as well. And that was when Karen tucked her tail between her legs and made her way back home.
It was a difficult adjustment at first, but her parents tried to make it easier on her. She would drive to the liquor store every day however just to make the nights a little less lonely. The mind chatter and loneliness would fade when she curled up with a bottle of wine. One fateful day though she ran into an old college professor from her alma mater. She hadn’t seen Tim in a few years and she had to admit that while taking his classes she had always had a crush on him.
He was your typical young professor when she was in school. He had short brown hair and he wore thick framed glasses, like the ones that most young men wear now, and he always wore a tweed jacket. However, since she had seen him that thick brown hair now had a few streaks of grey and his glasses seemed to age him just a tad bit. Although she knew that she was along the same road.
She spent nearly every other day in his office working through the course material, not because she necessarily needed the help, but rather because she enjoyed spending time with him. So, when she saw him there in the liquor store she awkwardly tried to avoid him. Unfortunately there was nothing she could do to get away from him and he walked up to her with an excited look on his face.
“Karen? This is incredible, I was just thinking about you the other day.” Karen felt herself beginning to blush even though she tried her best not to. “What are you doing back in town? I figured that your job out in the city would keep you pretty busy.” He chuckled and seemed to truly be curious, so Karen didn’t lay out all her problems out to him.
“I-I actually left that job. I didn’t like the grind of it all, you know? Why deal with a rat race when all I really wanted to do was spend time with family.” She gripped her bottle of wine tightly, hoping that Tim wouldn’t see through her lies and shame. He nodded along though, seemingly completely oblivious.
“I totally understand that. It’s why I’m actually so happy to see you.” He reached into his pocket for something and pulled out a printed out email. “I’ve been taking on a lot of classes recently and was thinking about finding someone to help me with my load.” He handed her the piece of paper and chuckled to himself. “Awkward phrasing, sorry.” Karen laughed as well and took the email from him and read over it.
“Oh, wow. These are a lot of my old favorite classes.” Tim nodded as she spoke and reached over, pointing to one of the classes. She could smell him when he stepped closer and she wanted nothing more than to nuzzle into his neck. Karen hadn’t dreamt about him in a few years, but she had a feeling that they would be making a comeback now that he had just made a reemergence into her life.
“I’ve got a few real geniuses in that class. Just like you were back in the day.” He pulled his hand back and grabbed a bottle of wine off the shelf, reading the label. “I was gonna put the job up on a few websites, but I really think that this is something you would be great for.” He put the bottle of wine back and turned to look at her. “Why don’t you give it a thought and if you’d like you can come sit in on a few classes so that you know exactly what you’re getting yourself into.”
Karen agreed to think it over and hugged Tim goodbye. She had never even considered teaching, but there is no way she would be able to keep up her drinking without a job to help pay the bills at home with her parents. She folded up the piece of paper and tucked it away into her jacket. Walking towards the register, she watched Tim wave goodbye to her. He turned and Karen’s suspicion was verified. His butt was just as good as when he was younger.
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Karen felt strange being back on campus. She had never gone back to any of the old reunions that were scheduled because she had no interest in meeting back up with any of those people she knew back then. She had focused so intensely on classes and grades she didn’t have much time for making friends. In fact, on more than one occasion she found that she was much more accomplished at making enemies.
Classes were fairly cut throat and Karen knew that it was how you had to play to get ahead in life. A lot of good it did her though. She learned firsthand some things about business by spending some time in it. However, it seemed like the only thing of value she had learned that it was better to enter a business where your last name was all they looked for on a resume. As she walked across campus she thought about how well that would go over if she took this teaching job and decided that she would try to stay a bit more positive.
So, she continued walking across the campus and tried to recall where she had done things on the quad. She looked over and saw a few people lounging on the grass and laughed at how idiotic that seemed. Karen had never just sat on the quad. She, and the few other success oriented students she had gotten to know, had often teased about how there was no way that was something that real people did.
It was just something that they had watched in a movie and assumed that it was what they were supposed to be doing. She had never played frisbee or hacky sack. Those were merely things that some marketing department at the toy store came up with to see their products. And it worked, she thought to herself as a small group of guys made their way to the quad holding a frisbee.
She walked towards Donner Hall, where the business school held all of their classes, and the memories all started to flow back to her. She saw the tree where she had waited for the volunteer service van to take her to the soup kitchen. She only did it for a semester, but knew that it was enough to put on her resume. An interviewer had asked her about it once and she made up some things based on what she had heard other students talking about. It felt like ages ago, and when she thought about, it was. She did that her freshman year which was nearly fifteen years ago.
As she headed up the stairs to the main hallway where all the classrooms were located she overheard the familiar voice of Tim. She reached the top of the stairs and saw him standing there. He was dressed in the same tweed jacket that she had remembered him always wearing and he was wearing a black button up shirt underneath. His corduroy pants clashed slightly with the tweed jacket as the colors were a bit off, but she thought that he could pull it off. She was walking up behind him and noticed that he had started forming a small bald spot on the back of his head. She had never noticed that before. Must not have been there back in the day.
Karen walked up and saw that Tim was having a discussion with two students. They were both tall and could even be twins. One had dark black hair and his eyes were a piercing grey. The kind of eyes that Karen thought if she stared too long into them she would probably get lost in them. She would have to do her best not to. However, as a stark comparison, the other man that stood with him was just as tall but with blonde hair and baby blue eyes. Karen realized that if she took this job it was going to be difficult to not play favorites. Tim heard her approaching and turned to greet her.
“Ah, Karen, these are the two-wow.” Karen blushed as Tim said this, his mouth hanging open for a few seconds as she walked up. He stumbled over his words a bit, but continued. “Sorry, the two prodigies that I was talking about. Not since I had you in my class has anyone picked up so quickly on the concepts.” Karen reached out to shake their hands and looked up at both of them as she did so. Their hands were large and strong. Their handshakes were perfect. Firm, but gentle. Her mind began to race to other things the hands could do for her, but she pulled herself back into the moment.
“It’s great to meet you both.” Both had slight smirks on their faces as they introduced themselves and looked at Tim who was blatantly staring at Karen’s cleavage. She couldn’t blame him though, it was part of the point. She knew that she would be back on the college campus and was really hoping that she could rekindle some of that love that she had for Tim back in the day. Although, now that she had met these two students, it looked like her outfit was paying dividends.
Karen was dressed in a tight fitting grey pencil skirt. The best thing to come out of the divorce was that she got more invested in herself which meant more gym time. She had done her fair share of squats to make sure that everything would be ready. The skirt really showed off the hard work by making a statement of her shapely ass and toned legs. Not to mention the red button up shirt with the top two buttons undone. She was really hoping that at least one of these men, whether it be Tim or Chad and Derrick, would see the lacey bra and panties she was wearing, but she might be acting a bit too fast.
“So, Chad, Derrick, we’ll see you inside. I’m going to catch Karen up on a few things before we begin.” Both boys nodded and grabbed their bags off the floor and headed inside. Karen watched them both intently as they walked away. Both turned around and looked over their shoulders at her snickering between themselves. Karen hadn’t gotten that kind of look since she was in college. She would have never done anything with that look back then.
Karen’s mind wandered as Tim spoke to her about the upcoming class and what they would be covering. She couldn’t even remember what the class was called. The only thing she had on her mind was how to get her parents out of the house so that she could get one of those men in her bed.
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Karen sat on the edge of her bed with a glass of wine in one hand and the class list in the other. She nearly had her mind set on this job, but there was something that stood in the way and she couldn’t figure out quite what it was. She knew that this wasn’t what she wanted to do with her life, but it was merely a means to an end. The old adage did say, “Those who can’t do, teach,” but she always assumed that she would be one of the ones that actually did. However, maybe she could be the one with some experience to teach.
It had always driven her crazy when she was actually in school that so many of the teachers had never spent any time with a business. It didn’t make sense to her that people could teach something that didn’t actually know. But she had been in the business for years. She had taken these classes and she knew the material first hand. She would be able to look at the students in their gorgeous, blue or grey eyes, and tell them exactly what they needed to hear.
She placed the wine down on the floor and laid back on her bed, sliding her hand under the waistband of her sweatpants. Her mind traveled back to meeting with Chad and Derrick and she changed the circumstances a little bit. Instead of just shaking their hands things went down a bit differently. With her eyes closed she began to stroke her clit and imaged Chad leaning down and kissing her passionately.
Derrick moved forward and tore open her shirt, the buttons tearing off and bouncing to the floor. Her supple breasts flopped out of their confines and the young man dove into them. His mouth suckled at her tit as her tongue was locked with Chad’s. Karen’s fingers were moving vigorously at this point, her pussy dripping wet. Derrick reached up with his hands and fondled her breasts now as Tim moved forward and unfastened her skirt.
Tim dropped to his knees and bent Karen over slightly at the waist so that her firm ass was protruding out towards him. Without wasting a beat, Tim spread her cheeks and began to lap at her pussy. His tongue flicked and slurped on her juices as Chad moved from kissing her lips to her neck. He bit her slightly as he did so, leaving light hickeys. Karen moaned and told him not to leave any marks, it would be too obvious.
Derrick’s hands slid from her breasts down her sides to her waist where with nothing more than a glance, Tim shifted from eating out her pussy to her ass. His tongue teasing her slightly before it began to enter inside her. She moaned loudly, her fingers rubbing her clit harder now, slowly and gently sliding a finger into herself. Just then in the daydream Derrick’s fingers also slid inside her and with each thrust she moaned just a little bit louder. Chad pulled away from kissing her, looked her in the eyes, and said: “Honey, we’re home from the store!”
