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  “No, it’s not you. It’s me.”

  “You’re giving me the it’s not you it’s me, thing?” I swat his arm and we both laugh.

  “You’re so old. You know that reference is from the nineties, right?”

  “Well, you’re going to have to live with it if you want to stick with me. It’s not my fault your in bed with an old man,”

  Liam isn’t really old. I mean compared to me maybe but he’s only in his forties.

  “I like it. And yes, I will go out with you.” I kiss him and wrap my arms around him before he moves us so we are back to spooning.

  And that is when we fall asleep. I dream about having a life with Liam. It was still an odd dream with a giant duck and purple grass but it was Liam and I. Kids, house and dogs running around. It was great. And maybe someday we could have that. At least that is what I hope.

  I woke up the next morning to a cold bed. I turn around and Liam isn’t there. So I take the sheets and do my business in the bathroom before I go looking for him.

  I noticed it on the floor of his bathroom where I left my skirt. Which has a little bit of grass and dirt on it and I remember what happened last night. What Karl did. It makes me shiver and I wrap the sheets tighter around me.

  I wonder what is going to happen. Liam was there and I remember how pissed off he was. And I am pretty mad about it too. We will have to do something about it but I just don’t want to think about it right now. When we go back to school we will for sure deal with it. I know Liam is not going to drop it and I don’t think we should. Being drunk doesn’t mean that it needs to be forgotten. Even if Karl doesn’t remember it he needs to be reminded so that maybe he can try and not do that ever again.

  I walk into the kitchen and see Liam topless at the counter making some food. I walk up behind him and hug him. Loving the feeling of his warm body pressed against my naked skin. My breast brush on his back and my nipples bead and get hard.

  “Good morning, sir.”

  “Good morning, sweetheart.” He turns around and gives me a kiss on the lips.

  My arms are open leaving my front open for Liam to look at. I love his eyes on me. They are dominant and full of lust.

  “So pretty,” he whispers and kneels before me.

  I look at the counter and see that he was planning to make some pancakes. Then I throw my head back and moan when Liam licks my pussy.

  “How’s my baby this morning?”

  “Fine. Fine. Just fine… oh, God,” I widen my legs and Liam puts one of my legs on his shoulder then the other.

  “Fuck!” I grab his hair and hold the counter but Liam has me pretty secure. I lean against the back of the counter and enjoy him licking and sucking me.

  “I was going to bring you breakfast in bed,” he says and takes a swipe of my pussy with his tongue.

  “Yeah?”

  “Yeah.” His chuckle vibrates me and I groan.

  “I was going to wake you up with my mouth then feed you pancakes.”

  “Mmm, that sounds good,”

  “But now that you’ve gotten up I guess I have to do it here.”

  He slides one finger inside me and rubs against my g-spot.

  “Oh, you poor baby.” I can’t believe I can joke when he has a finger inside me and I can feel my orgasm coming up.

  “Mmm,” he moans and sucks my clit and fingers me until I’m coming on his face.

  “Fuck!” I throw my head back in ecstasy.

  After I come down from my orgasm Liam puts me back onto the floor and holds my hips until I can steady myself.

  “Now we eat,” he says but I notice a bulge in his sweatpants and think that if he gets a sweet dessert before breakfast I should get something too.

  “Or…” I sink to my knees and pull his pants down until his cock slaps against his bare stomach.

  “What are you doing, Mary?”

  “Well, don’t I get a treat before breakfast?” I lick his crown and a lip twitch is the only thing that tells me he likes it. Liam is very good at keeping a straight face.

  “Only good girls get that. Have you been a good girl, Mary?”

  “Yes,” I suck the head of his cock and it pops out of my mouth when I pull back.

  “Really?” I nod with half of his dick in my mouth now and Liam grins.

  “I guess you have been a good girl. But you like being bad, don’t you?”

  “No.” I lie.

  Liam pushes my hair back and places his hand under my chin. Making me look up at him.

  “Now, now. Don’t lie to your Professor. Liars get punished. Bad girls get punished. I thought you said you were a good girl.”

  “I am.” Liam lets go of my chin and takes one of my arms and looks at my fingers. They are covered in my juices and I realized that I had been touching myself while I sucked him.

  “Tsk, tsk. I don’t think you are a good girl,” He pulls me up by my arms and flips me around until I’m leaning my chest on the counter.

  Smack!

  Liam spanks my ass and I yelp. “Ow!”

  “You want my cock, Mary?”

  “Yes! Yes, I want your cock.”

  Smack!

  “Well, after three more spanks you can get it.”

  Smack!

  “This is for lying about being a bad girl. Because you and I both know that you are such a bad girl and you love it.”

  Smack!

  “This is for lying about not being a bad girl.”

  Smack!

  “And this is just because you love it so much.”

  He rubs his palm softly against my reddening ass.

  “So wet. You love it when I spank you.”

  “Yes. I do.”

  “Well, maybe you are a good girl.”

  Liam lines his cock up with my entrance and pushes into me.

  “Ah!” His body against my red ass makes me wince a bit but it’s not that bad. Like he said. I like it.

  Liam fucks me hard against the kitchen counter. Holding me by the hips and pounding into me. I feel my juices sliding down my thighs and I come.

  Then Liam comes inside me.

  We stay together while catching our breath. Liam kisses down my back then pulls out. I think that he is going to get a towel to clean me up but he uses his tongue. He licks up my thighs then my pussy. Licking up both my juices and his seed.

  When he’s done he turns me around and kisses me and I can taste both of us on his tongue. And now I am turned on all over again. But the grumble in my stomach makes an entrance and I know we have to eat now.

  We hung around his house all day. We play card games, talk and eat and of course have mind blowing sex. That is until I became too sore. So Liam drew a bath and we played in that for a while. It was nice. It felt like we were an actual couple. One that talks about school and work and things that we like.

  I found out that Liam’s father built his first bike and that he’s never read Catcher in The Rye before. So I downloaded it onto my kindle and read it to him.

  He told me about his childhood and his school days. How he traveled around in a band. It was actually half story and half advice to me when I graduate. He told me that I shouldn't be afraid to say both yes and no. I just have to remember which answers apply to the situation. And about how to keep my hands strong and things I can do to take care of myself on the road. We spend the time not thinking about me leaving but more like focusing on how I will do it. It’s kind of nice that Liam isn’t pretending like I’m not going to leave. I really want to play in an orchestra and play in front of an audience. We both know that we will have to talk about it though someday. Just not now.

  And when the evening came Liam told me to get pampered in his bathroom while he made dinner. So I took a shower and did what I could with the stuff that I had. Liam being a guy there wasn’t much stuff that I could use. But I made do with some oils that for some reason he had and an extra razor that was in his drawers.

  By the end I was smooth and oiled up in a makeshif
t dress that I made from one of his shirts. I run my hands through my long blonde hair. Then I walk out into the dining room and to a candle light dinner. Steaks, potatoes and roasted vegetables. The lights are low and Liam is standing there in slacks and a tshirt looking hot as ever.

  “Ms. Bennett, please take a seat.” Liam pulls out a chair for me and I take a seat.

  “Thank you.” He leans down and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

  “You look beautiful.” I look up at my handsome partner and grin.

  “You're not too bad looking yourself.” He takes a seat and we start to eat. The food melts in my mouth and I moan. Which gets Liams attention.

  Chapter twelve

  Liam

  The way Mary is moaning at her food almost makes me rip the food off the table and take her right now. But I need to give her a break and we need to eat. Can’t have her sore before we get to the fun part of the night. I have something interesting I want to do tonight. Maybe interesting is not the right word. Kinky. Kinky would be the correct word. Tonight I want to test how far Mary would like to go. Our original agreement was that I was going to teach her how to be a good girl and I think that maybe I’ve been slacking off for a while. I know she is a little minx that likes to get spanked but I wonder what else she likes.

  “What are you looking at me like that for?” Mary asks as she puts another piece of meat in her mouth. Not the only piece of meat that will be in her mouth tonight.

  “Like what?” I reply and grin.

  “You’re drooling.”

  I absentmindedly wipe my mouth. “Am not.”

  “Are too.” she quips.

  “Now, now. That’s not the correct way to talk to your professor, is it Mary?” Mary closes her mouth, and I feel the heat in her eyes start to rise.

  “No, Professor,” she says quietly.

  “No.” I agree and wipe my mouth with a napkin.

  After placing it back on the table I take my finished plate and put it in the sink. Mary follows suit with her now empty plate and places it on top of mine.

  I watch her while leaning on the counter as she delicately puts her fork on the plate so it doesn’t make that scratching noise.

  “Should we do the dishes now?” Mary turns to me, her hands clasp together in front of my t-shirt that barely covers her bare pussy.

  “No. I have another idea.” I take her hand and lead her back to my living room and tell her to sit while I get the bedroom ready.

  I bought some things years ago that I never got to use on anybody. No one got my attention long enough or strong enough that I would bring them home and play with them. Mary, on the other hand, has got my attention like a cat looking at a laser. Wanting to do anything to get it and getting excited when it has it.

  I take out my toys and place them on the bedside table. After setting up the room I take the blindfold and go back into the living room where Mary hasn’t moved. But I do notice that she is rubbing her thighs together. I bet if I stuck my hand between her legs, she would be wet and needy.

  “Stand up.” I command and Mary slowly gets up from the couch.

  “Tonight I have some things that I want to do to you. A little more than our usual sex and spanking. I see Mary wants to laugh at that, but she holds in her giggles.

  “Which means,” I continue, “We need a safe word.” I show her the blindfold to show her what I mean.

  “Okay.”

  “We should do the simple red, yellow and green. Unless you have a word in mind.”

  “No. That’s good.” I nod then I put the blindfold over her eyes.

  Mary gasps but doesn’t say anything. I tie a knot behind her head and adjust the blindfold.

  “What is your safe word, Mary?”

  “Red.”

  “Good.” I throw her over my shoulder and she yelps.

  So I spank her.

  “Hey!”

  “Hush. No noises until I say so.” I walk into my bedroom and close the door behind us.

  I toss Mary onto the bed and watch her bounce. Mary is a tall girl but my bed makes her look a little smaller than when she’s standing. The wideness and length of the bed almost swallow her lean frame.

  She lies on the bed, on her back. Her legs close together and her chest heaving with excitement.

  “Open your legs,” She opens them slowly and I see her bare pussy. Wet and glistening from the bedroom light.

  “Good girl.” I say in a low voice. Mary hears me though and shivers.

  She likes being called a good girl - noted.

  I kneel at the edge of the bed and drag Mary towards me so I can feast on her cunt. I lick up her seam, and she throws her head back and cries out.

  So I do it again.

  And again.

  And again.

  Until she’s creaming into my mouth and crying out to the ceiling. I drink in every drop of her essence until I’m satisfied. Then getting up I walk over to the edge of the bed where I have the other toys that I will be using.

  I look over at Mary who is trying to catch her breath. I watch her mouth open and close and once in a while she bites her lips and moans. As if she is remembering what it feels like for my mouth to be on her.

  “Mary.” I get her attention and she looks up to where she thinks I am by my voice.

  “I want you to take off my shirt. You can put it anywhere.”

  Mary does what I ask and throws my shirt and it lands right at the corner of the bed.

  I look over her body. Her blush covered skin covered in a thin layer of sweat. I slide my hand over her. Teasing her nipples with my fingers and dipping them into her pussy before sticking them into Mary’s mouth for her to suck on. My hard cock leaks come into my pants and I know whatever plan I have I need to do it now before I lose my shit.

  “Mary, turn around and get on all fours,”

  She moves around and I admire the way she looks now. With a blindfold on. So submissive. Mary’s submission was the sweetest gift a man could get. And lucky for me I am that man that gets it.

  With one hand I grab her chin so her face looks straight ahead and I run my other hand down her spine and grin when she shivers and moans when I get to her little asshole.

  “Would you like that, Mary?” I whisper into her ear, “My big, fat cock in her little virgin hole? I bet it would be so tight.” I tease her hole, and Mary nods. As much as she can anyway with my hand keeping her face still.

  “Yes, Professor. I-I would like that.”

  “Hmm, maybe later. We need to build to that point. For now, though…” I take back both my hands and take some rope and untie them from the clip that keeps it together.

  The end part of the rope falls to the ground, and I can feel the gears turning in Mary’s mind. What am I up to?

  “I’m going to tie you up with some rope now, Mary. Yes?”

  “Yes. Professor.”

  “Good. Now lean back on your ankles and put your wrist together,”

  It’s a little awkward for me to tie her sideways, but with the blindfold on her I don’t want to move her too much. I tie her wrists together and lean her forward until she is now in her forearms and her ass is in the air.

  Then I grab the new vibrator I bought online a couple days ago. I take off all my clothes and grip my cock and take another look at her. All tied up and at my mercy. A smile pulls at my cheeks and I lean over and kiss Mary’s cheek and she turns her head so I can kiss her on her lips.

  “Okay?” I ask.

  “Yes, Professor.” The smile on her face is extraordinary. I want to take a picture of it and hang it in every room in my house so I can look at it whenever I want.

  Or maybe I’ll just keep her. So I can look at her smile in real time.

  But more on that later.

  Right now I climb on the bed behind her and rub my cock on her soaked pussy.

  Mary moans and pushes her ass towards me.

  “Stay still,” I command, and Mary stills.

  “This is for me r
ight now. So no moving and no coming unless I tell you to. Understand?”

  “Yes, Professor,” she moans again and tries to stay still.

  I tease her, opening with my cock and turning on the vibrator. I slide it up and down her back, watching goosebumps cover her skin. Then I slide it between her legs and place it on her clit.

  “Fuck!” I spank her ass and she swears again.

  “Well, looks like tonight will have to be part play and part punishment.”

  I put the vibrator up a notch and I see Mary tense. Trying so hard not to come. I place the head of my cock inside her, pull out then back in again. This is going to be antagonizing for her but this is the punishment part. Denied orgasm. For as long as I want. I push in farther and just stay there as I move the vibrator over her clit and hear Mary’s breathing pick up. Her heaving makes her breasts move and sway.

  “Don’t come, baby.”

  I hold on to her one of her breasts with my free hand and start slowly fucking her. I want nothing more than to start plowing her. But this is her punishment.

  Then why does it also feel like mine as well.

  I keep going. Pinching her nipple and putting the vibrator up another notch. Mary’s hips move slightly, but I let that go. I take my hand from her breast and collect some of her juices that are spilling out of her pussy and coat her asshole. Mary flinches but doesn’t say her safe word, so I continue.

  After what I feel is long enough, I start to pick up the pace and push my finger a little bit into her hole.

  “Beg me, Mary. Beg me to let you come, then you can come.”

  Mary takes my instruction and runs with it.

  “Please, please Liam. Professor. Make me come. I really want to come. I need to come. Please, fuck me.”

  I drop the vibrator and take my finger out of her asshole and grip her hips. Then start plowing into her.

  “Come. Come Mary. Come all over my cock.”

  Mary comes and screams into my pillow. Her pussy strangles me in it’s vice-like grip and I come into her warm and wet cunt.

  “Fuck.” I bark. The sounds of our fucking filling the room. The screams of pleasure. The wet slapping sounds of our flesh and the scent of sex fill the room and it’s almost too much. Because there are also hints of love that fill the room.