It's been a week since I signed up for Mr. Irwin's project. Tomorrow would be the day that he would announce who got to work with him. I really wanted to go to Paris to see all of the beautiful art. I've done plenty of mock drawings of some famous paintings, but they were nothing compared to the real thing. Sometimes, I wish that I had that much talent to be a famous artist. If I get chosen, Mr. Irwin might think that I have enough potential, but I still don't think that a professor that's getting paid would be honest about something as serious as this project.
"Mr. Irwin?"
I walked into his class after our lesson was over. I knew that it was the end of the day, and I wanted to talk to him about some of my drawings.
"Yes?" He asked, removing his glasses that made him look even hotter then before. He looked up at me and smiled a little. "What can I do for you kit---Josephine?" He stopped and corrected himself making me a curious as to what he was going to say.
"Um. I just wanted to talk to you about some of my drawings. You see, I like selling them sometimes under an anonymous, and I wanted the approval of a better artist to see if they were worthy of being sold." I said as I walked over to his desk and handed him my book full of drawings.
He gladly took it and began flipping through the pages, eyeing over each piece and nodding slightly. He smiled to himself at one drawing causing me to flush with embarrassment. I remembered that I had a drawing of a canvas with a few words sketched onto it: tie, Paris, art, class, laughing. He smiled then held up the drawing, facing the book to me.
"What's this?" He asked with a slight amused chuckle.
"I like to draw sketches of things that I'm thinking about each day. It helps me remember things."
I smiled a little. This sketch actually was just me thinking about one thing, and all of those words were describing the thing.....Mr. Irwin, himself.
"Why were you thinking about a 'tie'?" He laughed again as he quirked an eyebrow at me. That was so hot.
"I just thought back to when I had to wear them." I shrugged off. More like, I was thinking about my hands being on his chest.
"What about 'class'?" He asked another question.
"I was just thinking about the class in general, like the things that we were doing. The people in the room." I nodded slightly. No, I was thinking about him passing back in forth during class.
"Ah. I see, what about 'laughing'?"
"I was thinking about something that Cailey had said that made us both laugh."
"Well, these drawings are amazing, Josephine. Though, I don't think that the 'thoughts sketches' should be sold. Especially that one. You could sell the rest of these, easily, I'm sure. Where do you sell them?" He asked curiously as he handed me my book back.
"Just anywhere that will let me. This nice lady in a décor shop a few blocks from here let's me sell my art there. She gives me the money that I make off of them."
"How much do you sell your pieces for?" He asked.
"About thirteen dollars. Twenty at the most." I shrugged. (A/N: they are in Australia so, she sells her pieces for 10-15 dollars)
"That isn't very much for drawings of this quality. Why don't you try for more?" He said as he stood from his desk.
"They aren't really that good. No one would pay more for any of my pieces. Especially if they are from an anonymous artist that isn't famous by any means." I shrugged as I slid the book back into my satchel.
"I would pay more. Your pieces are amazing, Josephine. You shouldn't put yourself down like that." He said with a sad smile as I looked at him. I blushed slightly and nodded.
"Y-yes, sir. I-I'll see you in class tomorrow..." I nodded before I left his class. Tomorrow, I'd get to see if I was chosen for the project!
---next day---
"Are you excited, Jo?" Cailey asked eagerly as we sat in our desks in art.
"For what?" I asked, trying to ignore the fact that I was nervous over the project selection.
"Don't be so numb, Jo! I know that you are just trying to forget about the project. Don't worry, you're getting that spot, and you are getting your man!" Cailey said causing me to put a hand over her mouth.
"Shut up, will you?! He could be near the classroom!!!" I whisper-yelled to her before she licked my hand. I rolled my eyes then rubbed my hand on her shoulder to remove the saliva from it.
"It's the truth. Mr. Irwin is definitely going to have you in bed in a few days."
She giggled as I groaned and laid my head on my desk. Not long after, Mr. Irwin walked in and set his bag on the floor, pulling out a paper then setting it on his desk.
"Good morning, girls. Are you two this early to every class?" Mr. Irwin asked as he leaned against his desk, his hands resting on it for support.
The muscles on his arms tightened when he leaned forward causing me to take in a sharp breath at the sight.
"No, we just like art that much..." Cailey answered then wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at me.
"I see. Well, at least some students are as keen about the subject as I am." He smiled a little.
"Mr. Irwin? Did you decided who was getting the project position?" Cailey asked curiously causing me to shoot her a glare.
"Yes, I did, Miss Kyoka, but I can't share the winner until the class starts..." He chuckled lightly as he glanced at me.
"That's a shame..."
She fake pouted as she looked at me. I slowly sank into my seat as the other students began filing in, Mr. Irwin giving me a slight smirk before looking down at his papers on the desk.
"Afternoon, class. Today, I will be announcing the name of the student who will be working on a project with me. As you all know, it will be entered into a worldwide art competition, and the student will travel with me to Paris for a week." He explained again as I just sat there watching him pace the class while he talked. "The student that will be working on the project with me is.....Miss Josephine Portman."
Mr. Irwin smiled at me as the class clapped. Cailey gave me a smirk before slightly thrusting her hips under her desk causing me to blush furiously and look back towards Mr. Irwin who darted his tongue out quickly to lick his lips. I sucked in a sharp breath then let it go before Mr. Irwin spoke again.
"Josephine, I will need to see you after class to give you more information about our project." Mr. Irwin said. I nodded a bit before he continued to talk.
After the class was over, I gathered my bags and walked to the front as Cailey whispered 'good luck' in my ear. I sighed and shook my head as she walked out of the class, silently giggling to herself.
"Josephine, congratulations on getting the spot. I wanted to give you my address, because we will be working on the project in my flat. I have everything there that we need. Like I said before, the theme is 'holiday', so we are going to think of ideas. I actually would like to start after lessons, if you don't have anything planned already." He said as he handed me a piece of paper with his address and number on it.
"I don't have anything planed, sir." I said quietly. He smiled a little then nodded.
"Alright then. You could drive to my flat whenever you are ready. I'll be home." Mr. Irwin said as he gathered his things.
"Goodbye, Mr. Irwin. Thank you."
I nodded before I left his room. I quickly ran down the corridors and out of the buildings, reaching my car to see Cailey standing there with her arms crossed.
"You naughty girl. Another quickie with Mr. Irwin I presume?" She teased causing me to blush furiously as we got in the car.
"No! Stop assuming that we are having sex, Cailey! He was just giving me his address so we can work on the project." I explained as I drove off towards our apartment.
"Sure. If you come home tired, I'm going to assume that you had sex. Did he give you his number as well?" Cailey joked causing me to blush again. Cailey gasped then began to laugh. "No way!!! You got our fucking gorgeous teacher's number?! That is amazing!!"
"Cailey!!! Stop it!!" I whined angrily.
"We have to sext him before he finds out your real number!" Cailey exclaimed causing me to blush more.
"No! I'm not doing that. I'm dropping you off at our flat, then I've heading over to Mr. Irwin's. He said that we needed to think of ideas for the project." I said as I pulled into our block. Cailey rolled her eyes then got out with her bag in her hands.
"Alright! I won't be expecting you home tonight, but text me if you do end up coming back." She laughed before she shut the door and headed into our flat.
---Mr. Irwin's flat---
Once I pulled up to Mr. Irwin's flat, I got out with my bag in my hands and walked up to the front door. I pressed the call in button then waited until I got buzzed in. After the door unlocked, I quickly ran up the stairs to the top flat, knocking on the door once I reached it. About two minutes had passed before the door opened to reveal a very lazy looking Mr. Irwin. He had a black sweater on with some grey sweats, his hair was messier than usual, and he had his thick rimmed ray-bans. I opened my mouth slightly to speak, but shut it quickly as I swallowed the large lump in my throat.
"Hello, Joesphine."
Mr. Irwin smiled as he opened the door for me. I nodded then ducked under his arm, walking into his flat. I set my bag down next to his coffee table as I looked around at his very big flat.
"I-is this the only flat on the level?" I asked curiously.
"Yes, I have the biggest flat in the building, actually." He nodded as he watched me.
"U-um...can we start on the project? I really don't want to be home late. I left Cailey at our flat." I said quietly as I looked at him.
"Don't worry, Josephine. We have plenty of time. Sit. I have a few ideas." He said as he sat down and patted the spot next to him. I nodded then sat next to him as I pulled out my notebook.
"D-do you want me to make a small sketch of the idea so we can see what it would look like?" I asked as I held my pencil to my lips.
He smiled at me then put his hand on mine, lowering my pencil from my lips. He leaned closer to me causing my breath to catch in my throat as I felt his warm breath hit my lips.
"Relax, kitten. You're so tense." He chuckled quietly.
His hand rested on my right leg that was crossed over my left causing me to unfold them as I sucked in a sharp breath. I felt him rub my leg a little as he eyed me carefully.
"M-Mr. I-Irwin. Wh-what are you----?"
"My name is Ashton, kitten. Let's play a little game. Every heard of Green, Red, Amber?" He asked me. I shook my head slightly causing him to smile. "I am going to move my hand, you say green if you want me to keep going, you said red if you want me to stop, and you say amber if you like where my hand is. Understand?" His voice sent chills through my body, and I immediately nodded for fear of what he'd do if I said no.
Ashton slowly began to slide his hand up my leg until it reached under my skirt a bit.
"R-red!" I said quickly as I shut my eyes.
"Come on, kitten. Just relax. Let's try this again."
He smiled before he leaned his head to the crook of my neck, letting his lips brush against my skin. His hand slid up my skirt more and more until it reached my clothed heat, letting his finger brush against the clothed spot.
"A-amber...." I moaned out as he sucked on my neck and rubbed me through my underwear.
"Just stay relaxed, kitten, and let me make you feel good...." He whispered as his fingers moved to the top of my underwear, slowly sliding them down to my knees. My breathing was shaky until I gasped, feeling his long finger plunge into my heat.
"M-Mr. I-Irwin...."
I whimpered as he pumped his finger in and out of my body causing me to arch my back. I gripped onto the couch tightly when I felt him shove another finger into me.
"That's it, kitten. Louder. I want to hear my name fall from your beautiful lips." He said as he continued to shove his fingers into me.
"I-I feel weird...." I moaned out causing him to let out a low chuckle.
"It's ok, kitten. Just let it go." He whispered as he bit on my ear lobe.
He shoved a third finger into me, pumping as fast as he can, until I felt a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. I let out a loud gasp when I felt something release from my body.
"A-Ashton..."
I screamed out his name as he pumped me through my high. He pulled his fingers out of me and grinned as he raised his wet fingers to his lips.
"You're so wet, kitten. Do you really think dirty things about me?" He asked before he sucked on his three fingers.
I blushed bright pink then pulled up my underwear and grabbing my bag from the floor. I quickly stood up and ran to the door only to be stopped by Mr. Irwin grabbing my hand and spinning me to face him.
"Where are you going, kitten? We haven't even talked about the project yet." He said as he stroked a finger down the side of my face.
"I-I h-have to go h-home."
"We haven't even thought of an idea yet, kitten. I need my sweet girl to help me....." He slid his finger underneath my chin and lifted it up to look in my eyes.
"Mr. Irwin, I-I need to get home. W-we can maybe talk about the ideas t-tomorrow..." I said before I removed my arm from his hand and opened the door. "G-goodbye, Mr. Irwin."
My teacher just shoved his fingers into me! There is no way in hell that I am telling Cailey about this.