Teachers special project(closed for Uggg)

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Patrick headed toward his office after his brief interaction with Cavelle. He could tell she was feeling 'under the weather' today; being in his office with no outside distractions would be good for her.. He settled in at his desk, knowing she would be along in a few minutes.

He was looking thru some information he had collected about the new courses that he was going to have her look over and include in the new summary he was putting together when he heard her familiar footsteps coming down the hall.

Rising from behind his desk and meeting her at the doorway, he stepped outside as she approached and greeted her with a smile. As she entered his office, he followed her in and closed the door behind them, locking it. No words spoken, he pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips against hers; he felt her relax a bit as the kiss intensified.

As they broke the kiss, "I hope that meets your expectation?" The smile on her face was all the answer he needed. Taking her coat and hanging it on the hook on the back of the door, he gently pushed her back against the door and placed a hand on her lower belly.

"I don't really understand much about the female anatomy, but I'm hoping a little massage will help with some of the discomfort you are feeling today." He rubbed his hand in circles around her lower abdomen, gently applying a bit more pressure, hoping this would relieve some of her 'monthly pain'. He was particularly careful not to get too close to her 'female parts', not wanting to arouse her at this particular moment.

 

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Cavelle felt the tension she hadn't even known she was experiencing flow out of her back and shoulders as he pulled her into a kiss. Instantly her head ache began to reduce and she sighed contentment into his lips, more relief than pleasure.

He walked her backwards into his office door and reached down locking it, lips still locked on hers. Cavelle was not really 'in the mood' as such but she went with it anyway, enjoying the unexpercted intensity of his attention and the way he was handling her so dominantly. Yes if he kept this up the 'not being in the mood' could certainly change, though that was not why she had come here.

He rubbed her belly gently and to her surprise that felt quite nice too but if he kept it up she would be needing to visit the loo so she wiggled free finally and laughed at his playful pout.

"Your being naughty love! I thought you wanted me here for work?"

She hated herself for stopping him but there was really no point letting herself get all worked up and excited; the timing was not good and there would be no chance to relieve those built up pressures for a few days yet. They were just teasing themselves if they got all hot and steamy today.

The doctor had warned that her first few periods after starting the pill might be a little different as her hormones adjusted. This period was her first since she had started the contraception and it was proving to be a little heavier than she was used to. Normally she would be pretty confident of being out the other side by Sunday but this time she wasn't so sure. It was possible sex would be off the cards till Monday.

Cavelle wasn't sure what Patrick's expectations were but she hoped he wouldn't be upset or disappointed. After all, he would be rewarded for his patience. Next time he wouldn't have to wear a condom, Cavelle knew he was quite excited about that... she kind of was too, more out of curiosity than anything else... she couldn't really imagine how sex could possibly feel much better than it already did.

 

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"I just thought that maybe a little pressure on your belly would relieve some of the pain you are feeling today. That's all I was thinking, baby."

Patrick stepped back as Cavelle headed toward her desk, waiting to see what he had on her schedule today. He unlocked and opened the office door in case any students should stop by his office for a quick question.

Before sitting at his desk, he brought a box of a dozen texts over and set it on a chair next to her desk.

"Now that we have approval for the two classes, one to start next term, we need to find an appropriate text. Here are a few I have collected from the department library. Since you know the proposed content of the class, I want you to look thru these over the next few days and help me decide on the best. You know the course proposal as well as I do, and I want your input on this recommendation."

Caressing her shoulders, he gave her a quick kiss on the neck and returned to his desk.

 

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Cavelle spent the afternoon reading through the texts. At first just skim reading, trying to find the most up to date and relevant materials but as she started to narrow it down she found herself drawn in to the subject matter. Before she knew it several hours had gone by.

Patrick had been quiet. Occasionally she heard him tapping away at his keyboard responding to emails or some such but for the most part the two of them sat in comfortable silence. It was nice but as Cavelle slowly became aware of it she decided it was time to break it as well. She turned in her seat so she was facing him and waited for him to notice.

After a few moments he looked up sensing a change in the room. Their eyes met and she smiled at him softly...

"I love you Patrick."

She got out of her chair and walked around his desk to lean in and give him a kiss to accompany the sentiment and felt him smiling against her lips. The day had started out rubbish but now things were feeling better. Just being around him made everything all right. Belonging to him made everything alright.

He ran his fingers through her hair and left his hand on the back of her neck holding her a little longer so their kiss lasted. Her eyes were closed the better to feel his lips on hers. Her heart was open. He had the key and it would always be open for him. Cavelle had found love, true love and she was deeply content. He ended the kiss, releasing her neck and as she pulled away she spoke again.

"I love you Patrick."

 

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As the kiss broke, Patrick glanced at his watch and noticed how late in the afternoon it was, "I love you too, Cavelle . . . so very much. I think we have been working long enough for one afternoon, and I am sure you are ready for a quiet evening and a good night's sleep."

Shutting down his computer as Cavelle stacked the text books on her desk, he retrieved their coats, grabbed his briefcase, locked his office and walked down the hall with the love of his life, hand in hand.

After a quiet drive to her place, the sat in the car for a few minutes, exchanging kisses and soft caresses, just like any other young couple in love.

 

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Cavelle felt like she'd been neglecting Teresa a bit over the last few weeks with Patrick thoroughly dominating her attention. She knew Teresa didn't mind at all but still it was nice to spend some time with her that evening and have some laughs and catch up on gossip.

Cavelle reheated some vegetable soup they had in the freezer and they had that with toast and hot chocolate before binge watching a few episodes of supernatural on T's laptop. Super natural was silly series but the two main actors were pretty hot and it was easy on the eye mindless entertainment with a few giggles when the plot got a bit far fetched.

The girls were snuggled up on the three seater in the lounge under T's thick warm duvet and after the third episode it was by unspoken mutual agreement that they called it quits. But lay together fro a while longer anyway just enjoying the closeness.

"Hows things with Patrick? You seem pretty happy."

"Ya pretty good, he's wonderful T. I've been really happy, I feel so lucky."

"Words starting to get around, is it cool to talk to people about it? Some of the girls at work have been asking after you and I'm sure they really want to know about you and him."

"Ya that's fine... just don't say anything that would embarrass me if it gets back to him."

"Pffft course!"

"What are they saying?"

"Nothing to worry yourself about Cavelle, People are always gonna gossip he is a professor after all but everyone who knows you knows your a sensible girl..."

"So they are talking about the age difference then?" Cavelle's voice had gone a little flat. T was trying to be subtle but Cavelle could see right through that.

"Yea maybe a bit Cavelle, but you knew that would happen, he is twice your age... and I meant it when I said you don't need to worry about that. People really do know you. No ones judging!"

"My dads going to... I sent an email to Mum about it all so he will know by now. I'm worried about that."

"Don't! Once they meat him they will love him! Your just in the doldrums because you've been feeling rotten this week."

Cavelle couldn't disagree with that. She gave her friend a hug then slipped off to find her bed remembering to take the little pill before she went to sleep. That was something to look forward to at least. In just a few days she would be able to give her self to her lover in the way he desired. She would let him spill his seed inside her willing body and mark her as his own.

She went to sleep with smile on her face despite her earlier melancholy. The knowledge that she now belonged to Patrick gave her more satisfaction than she could express.

 

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After dropping Cavelle off and waving at T as she opened the door, Patrick headed for his place, stopping for some take-out for supper. Even with Cavelle feeling the effects of her "monthly visit", it was still exciting having her in the office with him for the afternoon.

And, though they were working independently of each other, just the feeling of her presence was enough to make him smile at his desk.

On the drive home, she had filled him in on some of the mental notes she had made about the texts she was reviewing . . . and would write in a report for him tomorrow . . . it felt good to be able to share their professional interests.

He reminded himself to check her schedule tomorrow; was there another game this weekend? If not, he wanted to plan something where they could include Teresa, but still have plenty of the time for the two of them.

Sitting in front of his TV, watching one of his series, he picked up his phone. "Game this weekend?"

 

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Cavelle found a text from Patrick on her phone in the morning. She had games every Saturday but she really wasn't sure if she was going to be feeling up to it this weekend. She tapped out a quick reply before she headed for the shower.

"Mayb. Could skip it if u wanna do something else though?"

It was still a couple of days till the game but even if she was feeling better by then she would be happy to skip a game if Patrick wanted her to spend time with him. It would be a bad habit to get into but once wouldn't hurt.

She took her time in the shower letting the lovely hot water soak in. It was freezing frosty outside so it took her a while to get her contacts in with the mirror all fogged up but she was getting better at it. She dressed warmly then grabbed her phone from where she'd thrown it on the bed to see if he'd replied.

 

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"You should probably play the game. I'm sure the coach is counting on you! Teresa can go to the game with me and then we can all go out for a bite to eat. We can drop her off then and head back to my place. She probably doesn't want to hear noises from your bedroom all weekend!"

Patrick had an early lecture so was off to class before Cavelle had responded to his text. After the first class, he grabbed a cup of coffee in the student area and headed for his office.

He picked up one of the texts from Cavelle's desk, one that had caught his attention; he was wondering what her thoughts were about this particular author and her insights into the course he was offering next semester.

His phone was on his desk . . . he looked over from time to time, expecting it to chirp with a text or even a call from Cavelle.

 

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Cavelle sighed when she read his text. Making bedroom noises all weekend was not looking likely. Maybe Sunday night but Saturday was definitely out. She Didn't want to disappoint him and slipped her phone into her bag without replying, putting it off. Then the smell of bacon coming from the kitchen distracted her and she rushed the last of her preparations for the day so she might be able to claim some of whatever T was having for brekki.

It wasn't till she was on the bus in to uni at about ten thirty that she remembered to reply to Patrick.

"Sry hun, Bedrm fun probly not likely till l8r. Def keen to meet up after gme though! "

She found it cute that Patrick typed out his texts like an email but he didn't seem to have any problem with her text abbreviations so she didn't reply in kind.

She had skipped netball training the day before so she couldn't today. That meant she wouldn't get to spend the whole afternoon with Patrick but she hoped to make it to his office by no later than two.

 

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"Maybe I can just spend the night with you since we won't be causing T to have naughty thoughts! We can just spend Saturday night at your place and find something for the three of us to do together?"

Naturally, Patrick was hoping that this would be another 'wild' weekend with Cavelle, but given the circumstances, maybe spending the weekend with the two of them might break down Teresa a bit more and she might actually find that Patrick is a nice guy and fun to be with.

He knew that there would be practice this afternoon, so he ate lunch in his office and dug into some note preparation for the remaining classes for the week. Her familiar pattern of footsteps broke his train of thought a little after 2:00 . . . and a big smile broke into his office on the face of the woman he was deeply in love with.

 

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Cavelle couldn't help but smile when she walked into his office. She'd seen his eyes light up as she entered and the expression of appreciation on his face made her feel so loved and desired. Her pleasure came with no small dose of arousal. She loved how just a look in his eye could set her on fire.

"Oh god love you have no idea what you do to me when you look at me like that! It makes me want to be a good girl for you so much."

She leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
She remembered then the last text he'd sent, she'd seen it on her phone as she was getting changed after practice.

"Your plan for the weekend sounds lovely hun! T will have work on Saturday morning so she probably wont come to my game but if you come we could meet her afterwards. You're absolutely welcome to stay over at our place on Saturday night."

Gods Cavelle hoped her period would be over by Sunday! She wanted him so badly. She couldn't wait to offer herself to him how he wanted, without a condom. She wanted his cum inside her, in her womb. She wanted him to leave his mark in her body, his name written on her soul as the man who took her completely. Damn was it hot in his office today? ... She found her self suddenly quite flushed...

 

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"Too bad she won't be able to join me at the game to watch you and the team. Anyhow, you two decide where you want to meet up after the game; we can give her a call when we leave and she can meet us, or we can swing by your place and pick her up. Are you sure she is OK with me staying over on Saturday night?"

After a few more minutes of conversation, they both settle into their chairs and continue reviewing texts for the new course offerings. Once he reached a convenient stopping place, Patrick walked over and stand behind Cavelle as she was entering some comments into a file for him to review later.

Leaning over, he kissed her on the back of the neck; as she leaned back to wriggle her neck against his lips, he slid a hand down her side and reached in to gently cup her breast, causing a shiver thru her entire body.

Whispering in her ear, "Sorry, love, I just couldn't resist. I think it's about time to call it a day. When you finish what you are typing, we'll get out of here."

 

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Cavelle didn't look up as he got up from his desk and moved around behind her, reading over her shoulder, but it felt to her like the planets had changed alignment. Patrick was so much the center of her universe now. Gravity from his warm presence behind pulled at the edges of her lips, tugging a smile into existence. Her fingers fell still and the keys stopped tapping. He was breathing quietly with his head not far behind hers and she was sitting there with her back to him, eyes closed, feeling his breath graze the fine hair on the back of her neck, feeling divine, feeling owned, feeling happy and safe.

His lips brushed her skin and she let out an involuntary gasp of surprised pleasure. She tilted her head to the side in casual surrender, offering him more skin, loving the feel of his soft but prickly whiskers on one of her most tender places. She loved neck kisses. Hell she loved any Patrick kisses. She felt his hand then, snaking about her body and finding places more intimate to make contact. She was his, belonged to him and loved it, this was okay, she loved that it was okay, she wanted him to touch her however he wanted. It made her feel so owned, claimed and desired to have him do things like this too her but it was also setting her on fire and she couldn't do anything about it. That was so unfair.

Cavelle let out a louder sound- a little moan of desire and frustration as he squeezed her breast through her clothes and she felt her need ignite... oh this was cruel teasing indeed! His hot exhalation tickled her ear and it was all she could do to stop herself whimpering as she started to wiggle in her chair. His fingers had found a swelling nipple even through her bra and top and he pinched her now. It hurt a little, it couldn't be a subtle touch with so many layers of fabric between, but gods did it feel good too! Aching pleasure! Pleasant pain!

Cavelle couldn't help but protest now, he was driving her to a frenzy and it just wasn't fair!

"M...B... But Patrick! I can't yet! ... We can't...ohhh!"

"Sorry, love, I just couldn't resist. I think it's about time to call it a day. When you finish what you are typing, we'll get out of here."

Oh he was such a cruel tease! Cavelle knew then that he was not going to make this wait easy for her. It was a torment she both dreaded and greatly anticipated... Holy hell! He could have her eating out of the palm of his hand if he wanted to, she needed him so badly.

 

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Walking to the car across the empty lot, Patrick was tempted to reach down and give Cavelle a gentle butt squeeze, but decided now was not the time for any more teasing . . . she was having enough physical issues with her 'monthly visitor', no need to make it any worse.

Seated in the car, Patrick leaned over for a kiss, one that had a little more passion than what they were able to exchange in the office.

Car in gear, he pulled out of the lot and headed toward Cavelle and Teresa's, her hand resting on his thigh as they drove. Cavelle was pretty quiet as they drove; Patrick was learning early on in their relationship just what these few days did to her physically and emotionally.

Dropping her off, a few kisses and a hug in the car, he got out, walked her to the door, "Get some sleep, love. I'll see you after the game tomorrow."

One last hug and a deep kiss before heading to his apartment for a quiet night.

 

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Cavelle woke up on Saturday morning feeling a little better thank the gods! She was still spotting but the heavier flow was over as was the bloating and the headaches. Netball would have been a mission of she was still feeling as rotten as she had been earlier in the week. She had always been relatively lucky with ehr periods and not suffered most of the horrid symptoms that a lot of other girls did. Teresa on the other hand had awful periods and often had to take time off work due to cramps and headaches.

This weeks unusually heavy period must be a result of the hormaonal changes the pill was causing. Cavelle sincerely hoped it would be a once off and she wasn't going to feel this rubbish once a month form now on.

Netball was an easier game than the week before against a team that didn't have much fight left after half time. Coach Adam's subbed Cavelle off at half time when they already had a comfortable lead to give the reserves a bit more game time and Cavelle spent the rest of the game on the bench cheering her team along. She knew that her sidelining was also the coach's way of reminding her not to miss too many practices. She had only skipped one that week but there had been one a couple of weeks before as well when she had the sore legs. Coach Adams was tough but fair even star players like Cavelle had to turn up to practices of they wanted game time.

The opposition never closed the gap and Cavelle's team made an easy 3 points on the overall leader board. As Cavelle was already cooled down she got through the showering and changing quickly post game. Enduring a little friendly teasing from the girls who'd spotted Patrick watching the game again. She hurried off afterwards to meet him in the stands. They were going to meet T at the mall where she worked at 1.30 which gave them an hour to go grab a bite to eat first.

Cavelle was skipping excitedly as she approached him.

"Hey babe!"

She stretched up for the kiss he offered and wrinkled her nose playfully as his whiskers scritched her face. She was dressed in her short tartan skirt with her dark pull up socks and nice skate sneakers. She had on a white T shirt but she'd tied it at the midriff so her smooth muscular belly was on display.

It was very bold for her to dress so sexy, not at all her normal style, but he gave her confidence and she'd been feeling so crap all week she wanted to feel hot now. She could see in his eyes that he had not failed to appreciate her efforts. Inside she was laughing to herself, maybe this could be her payback for him teasing her so much this week. He would have to endure a day out with her and T with Cavelle looking hot and him on his best behavior.

Cavelle's eyes flashed with mischief as she resolved to do everything in her power to tease him today. She suspected T would wise up to the game pretty fast and might even play along. Mmmm... sexy fun! Poor Patrick... oh well maybe later tonight in her room she could kiss his... 'ego' ...all better for him.

 

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Patrick was waiting for her when the team emerged from the locker room after the game; most of them dressed in sweats or casual clothing. Cavelle, on the other hand, was dressed to tease . . . and he was going to be the brunt of it.

As they exited the building, he heard a few teasing comments from her teammates . . . all in good fun, and probably with a bit of jealousy wrapped in their comments.

Walking to the car, she filled him in on the plans . . . grab a bite to eat, meet T at 1:30 or so, shopping for the girls at the mall, then dinner at a local steak house before going back to their place. T was totally OK with Patrick spending the night . . . and this would give her the opportunity to give him some 'grief' . . . that was their way of showing they cared for each other and also how important Cavelle was to each of them.

Climbing into the car, a couple of kisses, a hug, and a short drive to the mall to find a place to eat in the food court . . . so many choices.

After a quick lunch, they wandered the mall a bit until they spotted T coming in thru the entrance where the girls had planned their meeting at 1:30 . . . just a couple of minutes late. They already had their shopping plans laid out . . .and Patrick was just along for the ride!!

 

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Cavelle was in a great mood. She skipped about happily ahead of Patrick looking in shop windows and 'people watching.' Every now and then if she just happened to catch his eye on her she'd give him a happy smile or maybe pull a face depending on what kind of expression he had on his. She was aware whenever she caught him looking that she had dressed provocatively and she was the loving the feel of it, knowing he was looking even when she was not. Lunch in the food court was nice but there were a lot of people there and with all the noise it was hard to hear each other talk.

Finally they spotted T coming in through the main doors, Cavelle gave her a hug and winked at her raised eyebrow when she noted how uncharacteristically Cavelle was dressed. Teresa would catch onto the game quick enough. Cavelle looked at the piece of paper she was holding out. Teresa's explanation came as Cavelle scanned the interesting looking page.

"Someone handed me this in the parking lot, seems there's a Salvador Dali themed Surrealism competition exhibition over at the library gallery. I don't know what tyoe of art your into Patrick but I knew Cavelle would be interested so I grabbed this... Just another option for this arvo if you guys want it."

Cavelle did a little jump of joy, she loved surrealism and Salvador Dali was one of her favorite artists of the last century. By the look of the poster the exhibition was of the entries in a sculpture competition. It looked neat!

"Oh gods yes, lets go to this! Patrick do you want to?"

She knew T would be keen or she wouldn't have grabbed the flyer but Cavelle realized she had absolutely no idea what type of art Patrick liked or if he was into art at all for that matter.

"I'll owe you a million kisses!"

She really wanted to go... not that owing a million kisses wouldn't be fun anyway...

 

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Patrick teasingly rolled his eyes at the two of them. "I told you that the two of you could plan the rest of the day . . . so, it that is what you want to do, then I'm in. Let's go past your place so Teresa can drop her car and change into something more casual if she likes."

Patrick really did enjoy some art . . . and to see the two of them, especially Cavelle so excited at the possibility, he was ready for anything.

"I'll start collecting on my million kisses tonight . . . and, Teresa, you owe me a hug without a smartass comment attached to it."

 

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The exhibition was amazing with entries ranging from the good to the completely bizarre... exactly what you would expect from surrealist sculpture. Some entrants had stuck very closely to the theme incorporating elements that were quite recognizable from Dali's work, Melted clock faces, long legged elephants and such while others had allowed their imaginations to run wild tying back to the theme only in the most tenuous of ways.

Cavelle really enjoyed herself and Patrick seemed to be happy as well. She owed him a million kisses so she started payments in installments while Teresa laughed at their antics. On the ride home with T in the back seat Patrick kept his hands on the wheel, it felt odd to Cavelle now not to have his hand on her leg as he drove. What had once shocked her had now become so familiar she missed it when it didn't happen.

Cavelle loved the way Patrick handled her when they were alone together. She loved the way he took charge using his hands to steer her where he wanted her to go when they walked, she loved the way he would push her up against the door of his office after he'd closed it and kiss her like he owned her, he did as far as she was concerned, and she loved the slightly possessive way he rested his hand on her knee while he drove. Yes with T in the car she was missing that.

Still her period today had been little more than a bit of spotting things were starting to look pretty good for a bit of sexy fun tomorrow. He would just have to put his hands all over her then to make up for now. When they got home Teresa went ahead to unlock the door giving them a moment of privacy and after he stopped kissing her Cavelle whispered all her naughty secret thoughts in his ear, noticing the almost instant reaction in his pants... now what was he going to do? She got out of the car and followed T, trying not to laugh.

 

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Taking a deep breath as Cavelle got out of the car, Patrick slowly walked to the front door where the two of them were waiting for him. Pretty sure that Cavelle had 'warned' T of his condition, Patrick smiled toward the two of them . . . then reached down and adjusted his slacks so that he was more comfortable.

If Cavelle thought that telling Teresa about his reaction to her kisses and naughty whisperings was the thing to do, he decided there would be no harm in making himself comfortable as he walked to the door.

Stepping into the house, he grabbed Cavelle playfully by the butt, "Did you two have a nice chuckle at my expense?" While tempted to grab T's butt at the same time, he knew that was not something that would be acceptable to either of the roommates.

 

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Cavelle almost snorted out a laugh as she felt him man handling her buttocks. Jeez Patrick what if T had seen that! She guessed it was her own fault, she had been teasing him like a relentless flirt all afternoon. She knew she could make it up to him later though... she couldn't wait for the chance.

In the mean time they had dinner to think about and it was Cavelle's turn to cook so she left Patrick and T in the lounge and headed to the kitchen. Dinner was going to be shepherd's pie with boiled pumpkin and steamed veges. The pie was already prepared and just needed to be cooked so Cavelle set the oven to preheat popped her head back into the lounge to ask for help chopping up the pumpkin. She was greatful when Patrick quickly volunteered, pumpkins were tough customers and Patrick was the best man for the job... that is he was the only man present.

Cavelle kissed him on the cheek as he took the knife from her and went about about his kitchen tasks with manly gusto. A little old fashioned he might be but he wasn't afraid to help out in the kitchen. that was another tick in his box as far as Cavelle was concerned... he sure did know how to accumulate ticks. T stuck her head back into the kitchen.

"Hey I'm going to shoot down to the store and grab abottle of cheap bubbly, do you two want anything?"

Cavelle thought about it for a moment.

"I'm alright thanks T I don't think I'll drink tonight. Patrick what about you?"

Inside she was thinking, "Uh oh... I thought I'd have a bit longer before we would be alone together!' Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to tease him so much after all...

 

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"I'll have a glass or two of whatever you pick out, Teresa."

Seeing the 'fear' in Cavelle's eyes, Patrick turned toward T as she headed for the door, "I'm not sure this sweet young thing wants to be left alone with this old man right now, so you better make it a quick trip."

As she opens the door, "The way she has been teasing you this afternoon, she is on her own . . . and deserves whatever you have in mind for her."

Patrick turns back to Cavelle, an evil gleam in his eyes . . . "Hmmm, what should I do to you to get even for this afternoon?"

Backing here up against the fridge, he takes both of her hands and pins them over her head with one of his hands . . . kisses her passionately . . . while his other hand reaches down and slides up her thighs, stopping about mid-thigh . . . just enough to let her know that two can play this teasing game . . .

 

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Cavelle couldn't help herself, she let out a little whimpered sound of pleasure as delightful shudders shook her body in response to his sudden and intimate touch. His kiss was deep and passionate but it was the hand holding hers above her head that really worked magic on her. She'd never been restrained or pinned like this before and she found herself intensely delighted at his sudden display of dominant masculinity and her own sudden vulnerability.

It fired her desire in a way she'd only felt previously while naked in bed with him. To be suddenly pinned up against the wall by his glorious hard man body and to have her hands held immobile while his were free to do what ever they might like to to her body... Oh hell yes!

She tried to say something as his lips left hers but instead she gasped in a deep breath, she hadn't even realized she'd not been breathing. Her knees had gone like jelly but she was held up still by her arms above her head and his body pressing hers back against the cool fridge door. She whimpered again but he cut it off with a kiss. A forceful kiss, even a tiny bit rough but not painfully so, just passionately so. He pushed his tongue past her lips and she surrendered to him. To his tongue certainly but to him completely.

His actions had triggered that wonderful submissive feeling she loved so much, it wouldn't be long till T came home again but from this moment to the moment she did, Cavelle was going to be a very good girl for Patrick, she couldn't help it and looking into his eyes she could see that he knew it too. He looked hungry and excited by what he clearly knew he'd done to her. Cavelle's excitement built up another notch again seeing his...

"P...P...Patrick?"

 

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Patrick knew that she would give into his 'attack'.

"I guess two can play this little teasing game. Right, love?"

Not giving Cavelle a chance to answer, he continued to hold her tight against the hard door of the fridge, his body pressed against her at the same time, letting her know just how hard his cock was for her.

He knew they only had a few more minutes before T returned with her purchase; he pulled his hand from between her thighs and slid it up over her shirt, giving her breasts a gentle massage, feeling her hard nipples pressed against her bra and top.

He heard T's car pull into the driveway; Patrick backed off and leaned against the kitchen counter. He wasn't going to say anything, but was pretty sure that T would pick up on her roommates 'condition', and would have something to say.