Time to Play... (Closed)

Asa

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Restarting this srp with a new writer... Closed for now though if you have a character idea or want to play the prudish wilting violet fiancée pm interest and ct ideas

Selena Donnovan



She had managed to talk her parents into letting her move in with her sister so that she could finish her senior year of high school and she had partied on campus whenever her sister went and even some she didn't. Thats where she met Jason. He was a Jr professor there and they hit it off well enough that he even took her to prom and was her guest at the after graduation party. They had fooled around some but he never let it go too far. She however knew that he was more reluctant than he would admit when he stopped their actions and left.

She knew she had power and now that she was a freshman at the university she was going to use that power and allow him to give into his thoughts hungers and desires. Oh she knew he was seeing his department heads daughter but after seeing the little wilting violet she knew there was no competition she would be able to get him and if he kept the bosses daughter on the side so be it she might just have a guy or two on the side as well.

She made sure that her schedule was changed at the last possible second so that all he would know was that there was a new student added to his roster but not time enough to find out who. Sitting right up front she wore a billowy off the shoulders almost gauze thin top with a spaghetti strap second skin top under it and a short billowy skirt and 3 inch heels her hair pulled up like she wore it to her graduation. Remembering all too well him pulling the clip out of her hair and her waist length hair cascading down over his hands and face as he kissed her neck and caressed her form through her satiny blouse.

She smiled as she watched him nearly fall over the corner of the desk when he saw here there. Her long legs crossed at the ankles and tucked beside the chair legs. She licked her lips slightly and leaned back a little twirling a lock of hair around her fingers. Those dark exotic eyes watching him. She knew that every guy in the class was locked on her but she could care less she had only one target for now and that was Jason. Let the games begin...
 
Jason

Entering the classroom a minute or two before the appointed start time for the first class of the new session, I want to set an example of the punctuality expected from the students. I was not expecting to see Selena in my class - much less the front row. My mind begins reeling with thoughts of past evenings with her . . . god, I thought I was over her and that she had probably moved on to another boyfriend . . . or two!!

She knows I am involved with (guess that's the proper term) with the department head's daughter, although the young lady is a quite simple person . . . and would definitely feel imtimidated by Selena.

Trying to maintain some composure, I manage to bang into the front of the desk as I place my books there. Picking up my roster, I start calling off names - trying to begin the process of putting faces and names together. It doesn't take long to get to the D's and when Selena's name is called, she raises her hand gently (the hand that roamed my chest after the night at the prom and post graduation party), smiled, and acknowledged her presence.

The first class was quite short; just a few minutes to pass out the syllabus, explain the grading process, and give the students my office location and campus phone number . . . then excusing them for the day with a brief description of the assignment we would be discussing during the next class in two days . . .
 
Once everyone had left the classroom she walked right over to him and with a soft smile she leaned against the desk her eyes locking on his. Then slowly walking around the desk and standing right in front of him just a breath away

Hello Jason... She licked her lips and continued... just remember... I'm completely legal now... and Sara gave me the condo when moved...Talk to you later
 
Inhaling deeply as you approach the desk . . . I can only imagine what you are up to. Waiting for everyone else to leave before picking up your things.

I'm completely legal now... and Sara gave me the condo when moved...Talk to you later

What the hell am I supposed to do with that? I just stand there like an idiot and watch you walk out of the classroom . . . sashaying that tight ass back and forth!! This is going to be one very interesting term . . . and I better get a grip right now . .. or who knows what is going to happen.

I hate to even think what what Priscilla (or her father) would think of that little interaction.
 
A little key was left there on his desk. It was intentional it was a key to the condo. Let the games begin she thought to herself as she saw the lust in his eyes and felt his eyes on her as she walked out of the room. She knew he would find the key and wouldn't offer it back to her but he would fight this just like before but now that she was "of legal age" as the saying went how long would he keep himself restrained.

She finished her last class and had left on her bikini top and shorts from swim team as she now laid back there in the quad sunning herself eyes closed listening to music. He would have to pass by near her on his way to his classroom or his office so he would without a doubt see her. Which was just another little part of her plan
 
Just as i pick up my briefcase and books, I see the key on my desk. It's not one I recognize, but I do remember Selena sliding her hand on the desk as she walked around to "confront" me . . . that "little bitch", I think. She wants me to find it and follow her . .

I think back to prom night . . . in the back of the limo . . . the kisses getting more passionate . . my hands caressing her full breasts thru her dress . . . her hand and fingers crawling up my thigh . . until I finally had to stop her . . . after all at the time, she was not legal . .

What now . . . I know where the condo is so I'm not worried about walking past it on my way to my office. However, not knowing where you lhang out on campus, I am surprised and a bit unnerved to walk past the quad where you are sunning yourself in a bikini after class . . . and seeing a bit more of that body I was caressing thru your dress on prom nigfht.

I'm sure you see me walk by; that sneaky little smile gives you away . . . and if you can see it, my stiff cock in my slacks would give me away too . . damn it, this is not supposed to be happening.
 
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She was still on campus sunning herself in the quad knowing he would pas her on his way back to class or to his office or to lunch. She knew there were several eyes on her but she didn't care. She knew her power she learned well from watching her sister with the guys she worked with.

She could just imagine Jason holding that key realizing it was to the condo and the thought he would have about hanging out there now that there was no worry about her sister walking in on them.
 
Trying to remember that I am supposed to meet Priscilla for lunch . . . gotta keep "Daddy" happy by keeping her happy . . . and she sure doesn't give me a hardon very often . . . barely get to hold her very close when I kiss her goodnight after a date (which normally ends by 9:30, even on the weekends).
 
She watched him as he was walking towards the cafe there on campus... obviously going to see his little fiancée. She smirked and stretched a little knowing he would see her laying there. Selena knew she was a little too well blessed to be a swimmer but it never stopped her she was already proving a good addition to the team for more reasons than the coach loved seeing her in a bikini during practice.
 
Might have gotten past her if she hadn't been in a bikini . . . all stretched out . . making sure everyone sees her . . . then seeing her rub her hands up and down her body (I know she saw me looking at her!!)
 
Glancing over she waved to him and rolled over to get some son on her back too.

She was gone from campus after that for the rest of the day. A nice hot bubble bath thinking about the limo and how hard it was for him to stop himself and her hearing him apparently whispering mainly to himself his thoughts and desires for her.
 
Moving on toward the cafe to meet Priscilla . . . the walk will be enough to get this "stiff" reaction to Selena's bikini to subside.

After lunch, trying to give Priscilla a kiss, all I get in return is a cold look and brief offering of her cheek to kiss . .. only for a brief moment. Might as will get back to the office and make sure that I am ready for my next class today . . . and then start thinking about class in a couple of days when Selena will be again sitting right in front of me . . .almost offering herself to me. It's going to be tough, but I really need to be firm and not get drawn into her "web".
 
Web was right a sheer almost web like billowy over shirt with a spaghetti strap crimson shirt on under it and a pair of jeans made by the designer to look ripped up and faded though almost looking like they were painted onto her. Her hair left long and flowing as she sat there watching him smiling tapping her pen absently against her collarbone where he had kissed her so many times before as if taunting himself with her breasts being that close to his lips and still unattainable.
 
Somehow I make it thru the class without stumbling over my words too much . . . Selena in the front row just putting herself out there for me to take . . . my god, what she is wearing today is unfair . . .

The jeans so fucking tight . . . I can see the outline of her pussy lips every time I look in her direction . . . the red blouse fit so tight that her nipples are right there to be taken . . how long will I be able to fight off the temptation to use the key to the condo?
 
The occasional wink or smile as she toyed with him like a cat with a mouse. Only she was waiting to see when the mouse was going to make a move. Watching him squirm and sweat was almost as fun as plotting her next move.

She waited a couple of days and then showed up in his office after her dance class in a billowy mid thigh skirt and Greek style billowy top hanging off her shoulders and sandals. She knocked on the door waiting for him to open it.
 
"Uhh, Selena . . what can I do for you? Come on in. Is there something I can help you with for the class?" I really know that you are not stopping by because of the class, but I have to keep up a front of teacher/student relationship. Probably stuttered a bit . . . trying not to swallow my words while I look your over from head to toe . . the short skirt showing off your gorgeous legs that I remember from the back seat of the limo . .. the top that just sort of hangs on you revealing more skin than I need to see to start a reaction . . . damn, you are quite the tease . ..

Standing as I ask you into the office, I hesitate . . . then close the door behind you . . . now just the two of us alone in my office . . .
 
She smiles and sits down across the desk from him.

I had a few questions some pertaining to class that we can get out of the way later. I actually thought we could talk and catch up like we used to talk over the summer. So Jason... miss me?

She sat back her legs crossed and her arms crossed resting under her breasts as she waited for him to answer or stutter or simply go silent.
 
So Jason... miss me?

How am I supposed to respond to that? I'm trying to get ahead in the Department by dating the boss's daughter . . . and as everyone (including you) knows, she has as much sexual energy as (hell, I can't even think of a comparison) . . . a damp towel!! All I have to do is watch you sit down, cross your legs, lift your gorgeous breasts by crossing your arms, and I have to squirm in my chair to "rearrange" myself as my cock responds to your overflowing sexuality . . (and, just maybe, my growing desire to finish what we started a year or so ago.)

Finally . . . "Yes, I do miss our talks . . we had some pretty good times together." I may regret that last comment, but the truth can't always be held back.
 
We don't have to end... any of that...

Smiling hearing what he said and seeing he is not going to lie to her she stood up and walked around the desk leaning back on the edge there beside him long legs cross at the ankles as she stands there. Soft eyes watching him.
 
Watching your every move as you come around the desk . . . the way you move is captivating . . . my eyes cannot leave your legs. I try to focus on your eyes, but that is impossible. If I had any sense at all, I would ask you to leave . . . but I can't find the willpower or the words to make that happen.

As you lean back against the desk . . . inhaling deeply causing your breasts to rise and fall . . . cross your legs at the ankles . . .

Again I try to exert some effort to discourage you . . . I know where we are headed if I don't stop you. After the prom and the graduation parties, it was easier because of your age . . . but now, damn, the desire to have you is too strong . . .
 
A soft smile as she sat there.

Nothing to say?

She gently pushed some stuff back and fully sat on the desk her legs crossed but sitting in such a way if he tried to stand up to move away from her he would touch her legs.

Jason... whats so wrong especially now that it would all be legal?
 
Selena . . . ever since the prom and graduation parties, you have always been on my mind. I could never quite push you completely out of my thoughts. And now that I am seeing Priscilla, I fear that my job could be in jeopardy if I "drop" her . . . but damn . . .

Realizing that all I am doing is trying to fight off the inevitable . . .

Shit . . . I can't stand the stress of all this . .. quickly standing . . . I grab your shoulders and pull you up off the desk and kiss you . . . the passion increasing each second . .. not even thinking about the office door being unlocked . . .
 
Who said drop her... I heard you talking in your sleep at the condo... she doesn't satisfy you... least to hear you talk... Why not have both... your secure job with daddy dearest due to keeping her happy and in the university life she loves so much and then when you are... really hungry for it... you know how to find me.

Whimpering into the kiss arms wrapping around his neck she purred pressing close against him one hand moving to slither through his hair the other moving to cup his cheek then trail down over his chest teasingly beginning to unbutton his shirt.
 
Sliding my hands down your back to pull you closer to me . . . feeling the thrust of your lower thighs and belly against me . . . I'm sure you can feel my hardness pressing into your soft body . . .

Feeling your fingers on my chest . . .
 
I gather you like my idea...

She whispered once the kiss broke. Her other hand moving to unbutton his dress shirt half expecting him to stop her even though she could tell his eyes were locked at the cleavage threatening to slip out of her top.
 
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