Private Lessons

The new teacher

I walked through the hallway and searched for my class. This is my third and last year in university doing my PhD on business. I saw my classmate and friend, Ella, walking towards me.

"Hi" I said "How you doing?"

"Fine" she replied.

While we were talking we found our class. I walked inside the class and towards the desks at the front. I spotted my position and sat down. I searched for the professor but couldn't find him anywhere so I started talking with the guys behind me.

I heard an unknown voice telling us to sit down. The voice was coming from the very front. I faced where the professor usually stands. It was a new teacher.

His hair was brown and his eyes where absolutely stunning. I caught his eyes looking straight into mine. His eyes moved from my eyes to my lips and to my lips down to my legs and to feet. I noticed him licking his lips with his beautiful eyes staring at me.

I bite my lip nervously and started talking with the girl next to me.I couldn't really concentrate with what Ella was saying. I was just staring at her with a blank expression.

The only thing that was going through my mind was the teacher.

"Hey guys! My name is Oliver Mason. I will be your professor from now own. I also teach all the classes for business. How many of you are doing phd?" I heard his husky voice

I raised my hand and as soon as he saw my hand raised I could see the dissapointment in his eyes.

"I also do private lessons for everyone if you need help" he continued as he stared me. Again.

After that he turned his back on me and started writing something on the white board behind him. He started saying some things about business and stuff but I couldn't get my mind and eyes off his beautiful body.

You could see his muscles flex whenever he was writing on the board. I bit my lip and felt butterflies in my stomach. What is going on Hailey? You have a boyfriend. Get your shit together.

And then the lesson started.

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One hour or something passed pretty quickly. And amazingly if a teacher like him was teaching you. A smile spread on my lips and the bell rang signaling the end of the class.

Everyone were standing up and packing up and leaving the class as fast as they could. I started putting my books in my bag when I noticed that I was all alone in the class with the hot professor.

Oh Jesus.

I packed all my things and stood up. Then I noticed the teacher walking towards me. His eyes were not moving away from my eyes as he bite his lip. He's just so effortlessly sexy.

I sighed as he walked closer to me. We were only a few centimeters away. I could feel his breath on my cheeks and lips when I felt him leaning in behind my ear.

Then the door opened suddenly and Mr. Oliver and I spread away from each other. I looked the other way as my cheeks started heating up. I saw my boyfriend standing there with a disgusted expression.

"Hey babe, we gotta go." He spoke and I got my bag and walked towards him. When I was close to him he pulled me even closer to him with his hand on my waist and kissed my lips passionately.

I was just wondering how would mr. Oliver's lips would feel onto mine.

And then we walked away.