The Instructor (4 page)

He laughed, running a hand through her long dark hair. "Well, I don't usually offer such in-depth after-class help."

"Mmm," she sighed as she leaned forward and tenderly kissed his lips. With reluctance Faith slowly backed herself off of him and stood. As much as she wanted him again she knew if they remained there much longer someone passing by may take notice. The footsteps she heard outside were now seldom, but still. Better safe than sorry.

She quickly began to dress, watching him out of the corner of her eye doing the same. By the time she was pulling her t-shirt back over her head, he was buttoning up the final button of his shirt.

Stepping up to her, Tony pulled her into his arms. His arms slid around her waist, holding her close. Faith exhaled softly, a touch of a smile on her lips as she laced her fingers behind his neck.

"So what are your plans for tonight?" he asked, looking down into her eyes.

Faith paused, not sure what he was getting at by that question.

He bent down and pulled a few sheets of paper stapled together from his desk, waving the packet under her nose before stuffing it back under a pile of unmarked test papers. She noticed the word
brazing
at the top of the sheet, then groaned.

"I'd make sure I knew it if I were you," he said, his eyes gleaming with what Faith determined as devilish delight.

She stretched up on her tiptoes, her lips lightly grazing his. Her lips trailed their way across his jaw to his earlobe where she whispered, "I'm way ahead of you." She was a number of sections ahead of the class when it came to the theory. Every test and quiz thrown at her by any of the instructors had come back with nothing less than perfect scores. She wasn't about to let that change now.

This thing, whatever it was that had happened or was happening between them didn't give her a free pass. She knew this. If anything, in her eyes, it made it all the more important that she remain one of the best.

Laughing, Tony pulled back to look her in the eye again. "We'll see."

"You already know," she replied cockily, planting a final quick kiss on his lips before stepping out of his embrace.

Crossing his arms over his chest, with a grin on his face, Tony watched as she gathered her few things and made her way to the door. Reaching for the handle she turned back for a quick moment. She looked into his eyes and felt the electric rush that always seemed to flow through her when their eyes locked. She gave him a wink, opened the door and disappeared down the hallway.

Tony fell back into his chair behind the desk. Propping his elbows on the desk he sat and thought for some time. What had just happened with Faith was an interesting turn of events. He couldn't honestly claim he didn't think it would have happened; the sexual tension that they shared from the instant their eyes first caught sight of each other pretty much dictated that eventually they would come to that point.

If he were smart he would just let it go as it was, a single incident where they gave in to their desires. But he couldn't leave it at that. He didn't want to. Because it wasn't just a physical attraction that he felt for her, it was much more than that.

He admired and adored everything about her. From the drive she had to be the best, to the sheer delight she took in accomplishing the simplest things. Hell, even having his face nearly scorched off when she had gotten excited about finally lighting the torch he found endearing.

As much as he hated to do it, he decided they would need to discuss the "situation" as it was. He by no means wanted to end
it
, whatever
it
was at this point. On the other hand there were three other instructors and twenty students whose eyes took in every interaction the two of them had. Discretion would have to be the key if he wanted anything to develop between them.

****

"Tell me
everything
," Vicki ordered, as she and Faith walked out onto the patio of Vicki's home. Faith walked over to the wicker patio table and sat down into one of the white patio chairs, while Vicki closed the glass sliding door behind them.

"Nothing to tell," Faith said, pretending to focus on stirring her iced tea.

"There
is
something to tell, I
know
it!" Vicki sat down across from Faith, leaning back into the chair as she eyed her suspiciously.

"How do you know?" Faith cocked her head to the side as she raised her eyes to meet Vicki's.

"I can tell by the look on your face, and if something didn't happen yet then I would be very disappointed in you."

"Disappointed for not screwing my instructor? That's fucked up even for you Vicki," Faith said, raising an eyebrow at her friend as she look a sip of her iced tea.

"Forget that he's the instructor. Bottom line is he's a fine man. One that I know you have an attraction for, and I also know the feeling would be mutual." Vicki gave her a smug nod of the head as if to bring the point home.

"You're relying on an awful lot of guesswork and assumptions."

"Just admit it so we can get to the juicy details now, while there is still time before we're interrupted." Vicki craned her head to look into the house, ensuring they were still in no danger of being disturbed or overheard.

Heaving a loud sigh, Faith leaned forward over the table. "Fine. Today after classes."

Clapping her hands, face beaming with delight Vicki asked, "So. Was it everything I said it would be?"

Faith gave her a wicked smile. "And more."

"You lucky bitch you." Standing, she walked over to the large barbeque and flipped open the lid. "So how did it happen?" she asked while busying herself with preparing the barbeque for supper.

"After classes, in his office." A gust of wind blew her dark hair wildly around her as she took another sip of her tea. "He confronted me about my avoiding him."

Turning with a wire barbeque brush in hand, Vicki waved it at her. "I still don't get why you would avoid him in the first place."

"He's my instructor. People talk. I'm pretty sure it's not something the college likes to promote. I didn't see ‘fuck your instructor’ written in the course syllabus."

Vicki bent down and began to fiddle with the propane canister. "That's what makes it all the more exciting don't you think?"

Faith didn't respond, but simply laughed. Leave it to Vicki to dismiss the ramifications.

"So what do you want from him?" She turned away from the barbeque to look Faith squarely in the eye.

Faith sat up straight and thought for a moment. What did she want? What could she expect to happen? "I-I'm not quite sure yet."

"Well take my advice and snag him if you have the chance, men like that don't come around every day."

Narrowing her eyes at Vicki, Faith finally asked, "So why didn't you snag him while you had the chance?"

Vicki paused for a moment then reached for the patio door handle. "It's complicated. Let's just say I would have done things a lot differently if I could have done it again." She slid the door open and stepped into the kitchen. "You're staying for supper and I won't take no for an answer."

Vicki disappeared into the kitchen, presumably to go get the food for the barbeque, leaving Faith somewhat curious about her vague answer.

****

As she suspected the test that Tony had waved under her nose the previous day had been easy enough. She flew through the questions checking them off and was the first to hand in her paper. As she passed the paper to Tony they shared a
look,
as he mouthed:
come see me at lunch
. It was one of many looks they had shared during that morning's class. Each and every one of them affected her in the same way; she'd shyly smile, a blush would form just faintly on her cheeks and she would look away before her classmates picked up on the vibe that flowed back and forth between them.

By the time the lunch break came around Faith's stomach was in knots and her pussy pulsating from the need. She took some comfort and satisfaction in knowing he seemed to be affected in much the same way. He spent the majority of the class sitting. When he was forced to stand, such as in the case of passing out the test papers, Faith didn't miss the large bulge pressing against the fabric of his jeans.

There happened to be a computer lab across from his office. She logged into a computer with a view of his office. She mindlessly sifted through emails waiting for the rest of the class to finish up. Once they were finished they were permitted to go on an early lunch so she knew when he finally appeared at his office door that the vast majority of the students were long gone.

She counted to twenty after he disappeared in the office to log out of the computer and scurry across the hallway. She peeked in quickly; no one was in the room except Tony. Looking up from whatever he was reading he gave her that sexy, sweet smile of his that made her weak in the knees, motioning for her to close the door behind her.

With a nod she closed the door and locked it for good measure.

"How did you do?" he asked.

Faith laughed. "You tell me, you have my test paper and the answers."

Standing up, Tony strode over to Faith, pinning her hands above her head with one of his hands and kissing her passionately. His rock hard body crushed hers against the office door. His free hand worked its way up under her navy blue shirt to grasp her breast. He squeezed it hard, while his fingers taunted and teased the nipple to a hardened peak.

Faith wrapped a leg around his waist pulling his large, hard cock against her groin. A low growl came from him as his tongue forced entry into her mouth, seeking out hers. She captured his tongue between her teeth, alternating lightly nipping and sucking it.

Her body went from a simmering manageable heat to an out-of-control inferno in the matter of seconds. His hand, which had been pinning hers above her head, let go so it could work its way to the button on her jeans. She wrapped her arms around his neck; one of her hands lost itself in his thick blond hair.

Working at a brisk pace he undid the button and unzipped the fly. Faith could feel her panties getting wetter by the second anticipating him. He slid his hand under the waistband of her underwear and onto her wetness.

Faith moaned as her body trembled against his. Tony's fingers parted the lips of her pussy, exposing her sensitive clit. Her hips thrashed against his hand, against his groin, as he stroked her clit, then dipped two fingers into her. Her hands fell to his back, fingers fisting the material of his shirt, as he stoked the fires within her.

Her body was beginning to feel waves of pleasure ripple through her, her pussy getting wetter as his fingers dove in deeper, faster. His palm rubbed against her stimulated clit.

She sank her face into his neck, not able to focus on anything but the tremors erupting within her.

"Let me feel it Faith," he whispered in her hair, as his hand continued to stroke her.

"So close," she gasped, her lips and tongue trailing up the side of his neck.

Seconds later, her hips thrust against him a final time, before she was overcome with one final explosion. She clung onto him, pressing her body as closely to his as humanly possible.

Tony covered her mouth in a passionate kiss to keep her from crying out as she came. Faith's knees felt like jelly. She was thankful for his weight pinning her to the wall, otherwise she was certain she would have sunk to the floor.

Tony broke off their kiss, leaving her panting. He planted a light kiss on her forehead then one more on her lips before taking a half-step backward. He gave her a wickedly sexy grin as he looked down at her.

"You okay?" Tony asked, taking another tentative step backward. He kept her hands in his, just in case.

Faith laughed, giving him a glazed-over, satisfied look. "I'll be fine."

As they both settled into their chairs at his desk, neither one took notice of the blinds being up to his office window. They also failed to notice two of her classmates lounging against a pickup truck, watching the show they had just put on.

Chapter 4

The afternoon consisted of more classroom work. Teachers came and went, with the final instructor of the day being Tony. Faith chatted with Mike, who was sitting to the right of her, and Adam, the lean dark-haired thirty-something who sat directly behind her. Over the past couple of weeks she had almost gotten close enough to them to be able to call them friends. Almost.

Glancing quickly toward the back of the room she noticed a small cluster of guys huddled together, periodically looking in her direction. She knew she was being paranoid, but there was just something about the condescending looks they were sending her way that made her uneasy.

Tony's entrance brought about a stone silence within the classroom. Faith glanced around at the students. The majority of them seemed to be keeping their attention focused on her and Tony.

Tony shot Faith a questioning look. She shrugged in response.

As Tony began his lecture the class itself was abnormally quiet, leaving Faith with an eerie feeling.

The fifty minutes seemed to lag, despite the fact she loved watching Tony as he taught. None of the other teachers could seem to catch not only hers, but the class's attention like he could. He spoke with confidence and treated the students with respect, even the ones Faith felt didn't deserve a speck of it.

Once finished for the day the class filed out of the room quickly, leaving her and Tony alone in the empty classroom. Tony nodded toward the door. "Come on over to my office." He gave her a reassuring smile as she picked up her books and headed for the door.

Tony walked alongside of her in silence until they reached his office. Unlocking the door, he motioned for Faith to go in. He followed, closing it firmly behind him.

Faith took her usual seat, while Tony walked around his desk and did the same. They looked at each other for a long minute. Faith's feelings of uneasiness seemed to wash away as she looked deeply into his gray eyes.

He reclined back into his chair, interlacing his fingers behind his head. Faith took the moment to admire his broad chest, with the fabric of the black t-shirt stretching against it showing off the contours of the muscle. When he reclined in his chair as he currently was, it felt to Faith like an invitation.

He heaved a sigh. "Was it me or was there an odd vibe in the classroom this afternoon?"

"I noticed," Faith confirmed grimly.

"It seemed to be coming from Jerome and his crew." He rolled his eyes and gave her a half grin. "But then again hard to say with that bunch anyhow."

Faith leaned back in her chair and folded her arms across her t-shirt-clad chest. She glanced down at her throbbing feet; the steeled-toed boots were wretched things. When she looked back up at him she returned his smile.

Tony sat forward and pushed himself out of the chair and stood. Walking over to her, he perched himself down on the edge of his desk, a couple of feet from her. "I think we need to have a talk," he began.

A little alarm went off in Faith's head.
The
talk. At that moment she realized she didn't want to have "
the
talk." She silently prayed he hadn't decided to end it, whatever
it
was. She had told herself not to get emotionally invested, but as things stood now she was well on her way toward falling for him. As much as she would put up a brave front and pretend it didn't matter, it would.

Seeing the alarmed look that crossed her face, Tony smiled softly, reached down and took her hands into his. Bringing her left hand up to his mouth he kissed the palm lightly. "Not
that
kind of talk," he assured her. He gave her arm a tug. "Come here."

Faith's heart rate slowed slightly. Relief washed over her. With a smile she stood and allowed herself to be pulled between his legs and into his embrace. Slipping her arms around his waist she pulled herself close to him.

"Then what do you want to talk about?" Faith asked, her lips grazing his jaw.

"Mmm," Tony closed his eyes a moment, relishing the feel of her lips and tongue. His eyes sprang open and he pulled back from her, chuckling. He wagged a finger under her nose. "Behave for a moment."

Heaving a loud sigh, Faith relented. "Sorry."

Tony brushed back a stray hair that had fallen over her eye, tucking it behind her ear. "I think we are going to have to be very discreet about what's going on between us."

"You're right," Faith nodded her head in agreement. As hard as it was not to touch him, and as exciting as it was to be intimate with him at the school it would be only a matter of time before someone could verify and provide evidence of what was going on. To this point it was merely rumours.

"I'm not sure your feelings on this but I want to see where," he motioned his hand back and forth between them, "
this
leads."

Faith leaned over and grazed her lips across his. "I would like to find out as well." Her body kicked into action; the apex between her legs seemed to spring to life. Her body tensed with anticipation.

Tony chuckled, capturing her lips quickly, nipping at her bottom lip, then pulled back to look into her dark brown eyes. "I thought we agreed you'd behave until we finished talking?"

"It's your fault. You're too damned sexy." She flattened her palms against his chest. Her fingers explored the curves of his muscles. She briefly envisioned him tossing her across the desk, pulling her jeans over her hips and taking her from behind. She could feel his cock hardening against her groin. Her pussy responded to the fantasy as her groin brushed up against his, and was rewarded with him inhaling sharply.

"Well, I was thinking perhaps I could come see you tonight. I can't offer you a real date yet. I have no idea who may see us together and what consequences that would have, but I could offer you a DVD rental and takeout."

"DVD rental and takeout, huh?" Faith arched an eyebrow up at him.

Tony motioned to the room with the wave of his hand. "I understand that it won't compare to the grandeur of my office."

Faith threw her head back and laughed. When she looked at him this time there was an amused twinkle in her eyes and a smile on her face. "All right."

"Good." Tony kissed her quickly on the top of the head before pushing himself off of the desk, causing her to step back a couple of steps.

Faith snatched up her red backpack from the floor and headed for the office door as Tony started packing up his stuff for the day. Stopping with her hand on the door handle she made a half turn toward him. "Seven o'clock?"

Tony looked up at her with a smile, which made her realize it was going to be a long few hours before he showed up at her door. "Perfect," he responded.

****

Tony whistled a tune he had long since forgotten the name of as he walked down a dimly lit, bland-looking hallway toward Faith's apartment. The smell of pot assaulted his nostrils as he passed by apartment 8B. By the time he reached Faith's apartment, 14B, the smell was just faintly noticeable.

As he lifted his hand to knock on the door he realized he was nervous. As he took a deep breath, his mind took him back to earlier that afternoon, the look on her face as she came on his hand. His cock sprang to life at the thought. "Nervous and hard, great way to start the evening," he muttered to himself as he finally knocked on the door.

Faith swung open the door as he was about to knock a second time.

Tony took a step back to fully admire the beauty before him. She was sexy in a completely different way than during school hours. Her normal t-shirt was replaced with a sleeveless rose-coloured, sheer button-down blouse, cut low and revealing an ample view of her generous breasts. Her normal jeans were replaced with an above-the-knee black skirt that hung off her wide hips and flowed loosely around her legs. Her feet were bare, with rose-coloured painted toenails. Normally, she looked strong, and sexy in that strength. Tonight she looked delicate, almost fragile. She was breathtaking.

Faith ran a hand through her long chestnut brown hair, which hung loose down her back as she chewed nervously on her lower lip. She seemed to be evaluating him just as he was doing to her. Unlike Faith, his attire was more or less what it would be at the school, faded blue jeans and button-down, long-sleeve blue shirt. Although she couldn’t imagine him wearing a suit.

Tony was the first one to break the silence. He trailed the back of his hand across her soft cheek, before cupping her chin in his hand, tilting her eyes up to meet his. "You look amazing."

His heart warmed as he watched her face flush and her eyes light up from the compliment.

He couldn't help adding with a smirk, "and short." In her bare feet she came just barely above his shoulders.

"Such an ass," she scolded as she gave him a playful bat on the shoulder. Stepping aside she waved him in, "Come on in."

Walking into her apartment the first thing that he couldn't help noticing was the size. It was quite tiny.
Well, she is a student
, he reasoned. The living room and kitchen were more or less the same room, with an island counter dividing the two. He kicked off his shoes at the door and followed her for the very short tour. Aside from the main room, there was a medium-sized bedroom and a small bathroom featuring an older style deep, claw-footed bathtub.

Once the tour was over, Faith led him to the small living room where there were a number of lilac scented candles lit, sitting on the wooden coffee table. The sofa was what he considered to be a student's favourite, a black canvas futon.

"It's not much but..." Faith shrugged, sitting down toward the middle of the futon, curling her legs up underneath her.

Tony gave her a warm smile. "It’s cosy."

Faith's face brightened, considering it for a moment. "Yes. Cosy. It's cosy."

As Tony seated himself next to Faith, he passed her a couple of DVDs he had rented from the video store down the street.

"Hmm, let's see." She looked over both titles. Both chick flicks. "So did you rent these because you enjoy this type of movie or because you're trying to score points?"

Tony threw his head back and laughed. "Would it be so strange if a guy happens to like a good romantic comedy from time to time?"

She didn't answer. Instead, Faith moved a couple of inches closer to him. As she drew closer Tony detected a faint smell of roses coming from her. He couldn't help but grin, causing Faith to give him a curious gaze.

"You don't smell like smoke tonight," he explained.

"I took a shower," Faith replied, raising an eyebrow at him. "I try to do that from time to time."

Tony could feel his face growing hot. "I meant..."

Faith sat back on her heels, studying him. "Are you nervous?" she finally asked.

At that moment, he became aware that his left leg was bouncing up and down. He stopped the bouncing.

Tony turned to face her, draping his arm along the back of the futon. Taking her hand in his, he interlaced their fingers. Her hand was tiny and soft in his larger, callused one. Tony looked at their hands for a moment before turning his eyes onto hers.

"You're the first woman I've had any type of relationship with since the divorce. It's been a while since I've dated. Or... well, I think you get where I'm going with this."

Faith nodded and gave him a wicked smile. "It didn't seem to be an issue in your office."

Tony threw his head back and laughed. "Technically speaking, you were the one to come on to me."

Faith's mouth dropped, then snapped shut. That wasn't how it went down. Was it? Images of her locking the office door and then going over to him, seating herself on his lap came to her mind. She supposed she did do her fair part in speeding the proceedings along. It was Vicki and all the talk about how good he was in the sack, not that Faith argued the point now that she'd experienced him firsthand herself.

"Could you really blame me?" Faith caught her lower lip between her teeth.

"And why would that be?"

Faith gave a faint chuckle. She saw where he was going with this. He wanted his ego stroked a bit and maybe see where he stood with her. She decided to play along. "Well you're sweet, funny..." She edged her way closer to him. "Very,
very
sexy." At that his face reddened. She liked that, liked how she could take him out of his comfort zone despite how "in control" he always seemed to be when teaching.

"I see." He nodded, a grin on his face.

Reaching out, Faith unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. Then the second. Once she reached the third his hand came up to stop her.

"Before we get wrapped up in –" he paused, searching for the proper word "– activities, I want to make sure this arrangement is fine with you. At least until you've graduated. I'd rather it not have to be like this, hiding whatever is developing between us, but I think for all concerned it is the best idea."

Faith's eyes caught his. "I'm fine with that." And she was. The last thing she wanted to do was compromise his job or her graduation.

Satisfied, he released her hands. Once she undid the fifth button, she tugged on the shirt, pulling it free from the waistband of his jeans. She could already see his cock filling the front of his jeans.