I Drive His Truck He's a professor- about to be my professor! It'll be my second year of college and his class is my last class of the day. He's a family friend but not a close one, just the friend you'll smile and wave at in the grocery store or on the street. I came back after my first year at a college that was out of state. I had only a scholarship for the first year and took it to expereince anything else. When I had arrived home I was in deep need of my own car and my mother wanted hers back. Steven, their friend, my soon to be professor was selling an old pick up truck for pretty cheap. I needed a car damn bad so I wasn't about to be picky. I took my moms car and headed right over to check it out. I've never been the nervous type, like my dad, I was stern and to the point. But as soon as he opened the door I couldn't really find my tongue. He opened the door and his baby blue shirt was unbutton just a little exposing some of his chest hair. He was wearing glasses that was sitting on the bridge of his nose. He looked at his watch and then leaned out the door looking from side to side. "Are you alone? Where's your father?" He asked, staring at me over the brim of his glasses "Ye-yes. He's still at work, so I came myself," He just looked at me, waiting for me to continue. "They told me you were selling a pick-up. I came to look at it if that's ok. I'm sorry I didn't call you before." He was really looking at me now, it was a hot summer this year and I was in short shorts and a low tank top. "It's out back," he held the door open for me to pass. My shoulder brushed against his chest and he immediately sucked in his breath. "Oh no. I hope I dont stink," I thought trying to remember if I even put on deodarant. I felt him close behind me, and I just kept walking afraid that if I stopped he'd be right up against me. "To the left." he pushed on my right shoulder to steer me left and I didn't want him to take his hand off. I came to the screen door and you could see the truck. It was blue like his shirt, definitely a bit rusty. I stepped outside and walked straight up to the truck. He was watching me check it out or was he checking me out? Probably didn't think I knew a thing or two about cars. "Can I test drive it?" "Do I need to come with?" "I'm a big girl," I cut in. He was smiling and studying my face, "Okay, let me go get the keys." He didn't move though, still looking over my face. He wasn't just smoking hot, he was gorgeous. I don't know how my parents knew him because he was definitely younger than them. He had to at least be in his late 30's. When he came back out with the keys he stretched out his hand with them in his palm. As soon as I grabbed them his hand closed around mine and my breath hitched. His eyes were burning into mine and I felt nailed to the ground. "I know your father, so be good." I was flared and pulled my hand from his. I'm not a damn child. Who the hell does he think his is. I jumped into the truck and slammed it shut. He was still looking at me and I could feel my cheeks burning. Fuck! It drove nice for the most part. It had the old truck smell and I was in love. Only had the front seat and the big gear shift. The radio only played two stations but it worked! It didn't need any work and it ran. It would do. When I got back he was leaning againsg his front door. I felt a pull in my groin and my cheeks immeditaly started to burn as if he knew. When I hoped out he stood up straight and was definitely looking me up and down now. Humph. "How much?" He smiled, "Just fifteen hundred, I need it out of my yard." "How about a thousand?" "Are you trying to hussle me?" Now I smiled, "No, if you want her gone so bad you'll take anything." He stepped closer and my smile dropped getting serious now. "Deal." He turned and started walking inside just before turning around, "Coming?" I only had two classes my first day and by the end of my first class it was pouring outside. My truck was parked further away from my second class so I decided I would run to my astrology class hoping it wasnt raining after class ended. I was soaked and the classroom was empty when I got there. "Class is cancelled." He sounded annoyed and was hunched over his desk. "Steven?" I said almost gasping, still out of breath from running there. His head shot up and he moved his glasses up over his nose, "Carmen, are you ok?" He stood up and walked over to me. I finally looked down and realized how wet I was. I was wearing a white shirt and bralette. You could see my nipples perfectly purtruding through my shirt. I could smell his cologne before I even realized he was in front of me. He was looking at my chest and I felt the pull in my groined again. He met my eyes, "uh do you need a shirt?" He said a little too obvious. "Can I just wait here till the rain stops?" His eyes were buring in to mine again, "yes, you have my class?" I smiled, "I guess I do" Looking at my smile he smiled too, "That's nice," "That I have your class?" "Your smile," he walked back over to his desk and leaned against it. "Hows my truck doing?" "My truck," I corrected him. "The gears seem to be sticking but other than that its good." "You can bring it by later tonight. I'll take a look at it." He was hot right now, yummy. I dropped my bag and started to walk over to him. His eyes were burning in to mine again. Just as I was within reaching distance some girls bursted in. "Uhh is there class?" Steven was still staring at me. "No, it's been cancelled." One of the girls looked at me and back at Steven and back again before walking away. The rain was drizzling now or so it looked running off the roof of the building. "I should get going," he walked over to me and tucked my hair behind my ear. "I'll be over later, if you still want to look at my truck." "Mhm." Was all he said and I slowly stepped away, grabbed my bag and left. I let out a breath as if I was holding it in the whole time. Once I got home I got out of my wet clothes and showered the rain off. I couldn't stop imagining his eyes. They were green with flecks of gold in them. Those glasses he wore framed them perfectly. He was my professor, I immediatley shot every erotic thought I had of him out of mind. I sat outside his house for what seemed like an hour before walking inside. I had to constantly tell myself he was my professor. That I was strictly only there for him to look at my truck. When he opened the door he was in a clean white T-Shirt and dark colored jeans. His hair was a mess and he wasn't wearing his glasses. I just stood there staring at him. I realized my mouth was hanging open, when I snapped it shut my teeth made a sound hitting each other. He laughed a little, "Come in, have you eaten?" "Yes, thank you. Have you eaten?" I could smell freshly made food. It smelled like spaghetti. "Just got done," I followed him into what looked like his living room. It was very tidy except for the papers spread out across his coffee table. "I tried to come before it got too dark," He looked at me a little confused. "My truck? You said you would look at it." Oh sqeeuzed his eyes shut, "Oh yeah." He seemed mad, "I'm sorry I can come back another time." "No no no you're fine. Just give me a moment" he walked out of the room and I was standing in the middle of the living room. I took my jacket off and was only in a tight gray tank top and baggy shorts. I walked over to his bookshelves, running my finger over the spins of the book. Trying to imagine him in his glasses hunched over the books. I didn't hear him come up behind me, but I felt him breathing down my neck. My cheeks were burning as I slowly turned around to look at him. I could see his chest moving sharply up and down as he drew in every breath and let it out. His hands skimmed the bottom of my jaw and reached behind my neck tilting my head up. I closed my eyes before he even had his lips on my. It was so soft and he was warm. He grabbed both sides of my face now and kissed me deeper. I grabbed his shirt at the sides to keep myself from falling back. He started to leave a trail of kisses from my chin to my neck and then my chest. My hands instinctively fist his dark black hair and he kept kissing. My tank top was tucked in to my shorts but that didn't stop him. He pulled them up from my shorts and started kissing my tummy. I hummed to myself, still fisting his hair I watched him kiss down to my hips. He looked up at me as his hands hovered over my shorts buttons. I bit my lip and nodded to what he was silently asking me. He smiled and started to unbottoning my shorts. His bresth was hot against me. He pulled my shorts down over my ass and helped me step out of them. Lightly pushing me against his book case he lifted my left leg and started kissing me through my panties. With one finger he runs it along the side of my panties pushing it over so its open to him. I hold my breath and he licks me up. My legs start to shake and he stands up. Lifting me with him he walks across the hall to his room and puts me down on his bed. "You're so beautiful." He kisses the inside of my thighs and starts to pull my panties down. "Wait," I put my hands over my mouth before I realize I even said it out loud. He rests his chin on my tummy and stares at me. I dont know what to say! What do I say? "What about my truck?" What the fuck!?! He startes laughing against my tummy. How is that turning my on, he kisses my hips and slowly slides my panties back on. I'm such an idiot. He sits on the edge of the bed and I sit up to sit next to him. "I'm sorry, Steven." I stare at my hands. "I really do want to but-" "-but we don't know each other very well. I know, I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself" he looks at me hungry and I almost gush right there. Biting my lip he brushes my cheek staring at my mouth. "Lets go look at YOUR truck."

I understand now why you shot those birds Who nestled on your house You could not bare another story of their journeys For fear you would never leave this town as freely as they do

Happy Comings Pt. 4 My legs feel like they're going to give out on me as Logan puts me down. "You ok?" He asks tucking my hair behind my ear. I look at him dazzed and only manage a smile. "I'll take that as a yes," he smiles to himself with triumph which makes me laugh to myself. He's so damn sexy. "Can I come over?" I ask "I won't be off till two in the morning." "Oh." I drop my eyes to our feet trying to hide my disapointment. Hi slides my strap back up on my shoulder and lets his fingers hover there lost in thought, "I want to come home to you asleep in my bed or reading one of your books." I can hear that smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I can do that," I look up at him now and wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down for a kiss. "What about Kyler?" He doesn't look at me now. "I left him at a party which I doubt he knows I'm gone. He was being an asshole to me." Now he looks at me trying to read more in to it. He takes my hand and leads me to the opposite end of the room. Logan reaches into a locker which must be his and takes a key off of his key chain. "You can leave it unlocked for me. I have a pair of- err, your underwear you left there. I washed them and you can shower if you want. I'll be home a little after two." He leans in to kiss my forehead and I close my eyes relishing in it. I wait out front for my uber and decide to check my phone. Two missed calls from Kyler and a text both from Logan and Kyler. *Taige! Where r u? Answer me right now!* Another one from Kyler just five minutes ago read; *I'm sorry Taige. I feel pressured around work friends, please come home. Luv u.* I switch off my phone once my uber arrives and head to Logan's apartment. Once there I go through his closet looking for a shirt. I decide to wear his Boston Hockey one and then look for my clean pair of panties. His place smells of coffee and vanilla bean. I start to feel very exhausted and climb into Logans bed. They smell like they were freshly washed and before I know it I'm asleep. I wake up to the shower running and I bat my eyes remembering the events at Logan's work. I roll over to the bedside and switch my phone on. Its eight-thirty am and no calls or texts. Phew. I decide to climb in the shower with Logan. I feel excited like a little girl leaving a trail of my only two pieces of clothing. He's washing his hair with his eyes closed as I get in. I'm very quiet so I can stand there gawking at him. Watching the subs roll down his shoulders to his chest and stomach. Even soft he looks appetizing and full. He's almost got all the soap rinsed off so before he opens his eyes I place my hands on his pecks and he jumps a little then smiles. I've never showered with Logan before and I start to feel a little self concious as he opens his eyes. I press my chest against his so he cant gaze at anything but my cleveage. He spins us so I'm directly in the stream, kissing my forehead again he moves my hair back so it gets wet. He leans away to grab the shampoo and I instinctively cross my arms to hide my boobs. He doesnt notice and applies shampoo to my hair. Not saying a word I let him shower me. He's washing out the last of the soap, my back to him he starts to say something, "I have a package of unused toothbrushes in my top draw if you need one. Will you be staying for breakfast?" I peak over my shoulder at him, "Depends whats for breakfast," I smirk and he smirks back. "Anything you want baby," hearing him call me that gives me butterflies and I turn away blushing. Stepping out of the shower he's leaning over the sink brushing his teeth with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Mmm he's so beautiful, I think to myself. I feel bold and I stand directly behind him so he can see me in the mirror. I haven't got his attention yet but I pretend to casually fix my towel as I open it wide and try not to make eye contact but focus on what I'm doing. I see his head tilt up to look at me and I wrap the towel around my chest tight in attempt to make my boobs pop. Then I meet his eyes and he looks dazed. I start to feel the blood rush to my cheeks and he hurries to wash his mouth and comes over to me. He leans in to whisper to my neck, "Are you teasing me missy?" Chills get sent down my spine and I mumble, "Mmhm." He slides his hand in my towel to swirl my clit with his finger tip. I close my eyes and my head falls back. He catches it with his free hand and keeps my face to his as he watches what he does to me. I put both my hands on his forearms in case my legs give out on me. He whispers to me again, "Get dressed," and he's gone. My jaw drops and I'm a little stung. "Brat!" I yell out to him and he chuckles. I sort through his drawers and find an extra toothbrush and start to brush my teeth. After, I find my sun dress draped over his chair in his room. I slide the dress over my nipples which are now sensitve due to the scene in the bathroom. I decide not to wear panties and head for his kichen. He's at the counter with his back to me making coffee. I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. I feel him relax and he places his hands over mine. "When do you need to be home?" I let go of him. "I'm not a child." I cut at him. I know you aren't," he reaches for my hand, "but if you were my wife and still not home and haven't contacted me I would be calling the police." He was right. I dropped my gaurd, "I'll text him." I go back to his room and sit on the bed to text Kyler. *I'm fine. Just needed some space. I got a hotel and stayed here. Be home soon.* He calls two minutes after sending the text and I decline walking back to the kitchen. Not meeting his eyes I say, "I should go then," He walks around the counter to me, "I didn't mean to upset you." He sounds sincer and I know he didn't. I look at him and give him a smile, "I know, and you didn't." "Can I give you a ride?" He's already reaching for his keys before I can answer. "Probably isn't a good idea." He just stands there with his keys in his hands looking at me like a puppy. I walk over to him and give him a kiss goodbye. He holds the door open for me even though I can see he doesn't want me to leave. I remember then I wasn't wearing panties and I wanted to get him back for earlier. I pretend to drop my phone and I bend over to pick it up taking my time bent over like that. I here him breathe in sharply through his teeth and I look back at him over my shoulder and smile. I walked in my house and shut the door behind me. Leaning back against it relishing in the look on Logans face. And then I see it, Kyler is charging me and I press my back against the door as much as I can. He slams the palm of his hand on the door right by my head and I squeeze my eyes shut as he starts to yell at me. "Where the FUCK were you Taige!?" I can feel his hot breath on my face. "I told you I got a ho-" "Liar!" He slams his palm on the door again. I don't say anything and he drops his head. I start to notice he's still wearing the same thing from the BBQ. It also looks like there is lipstick smeared on his collar. My stomach starts to pinch and I quickly brush it off. His free hand is on my hip now and slowing moving to my back. He starts to pull me in to him and he's smelling the crook of my neck. "I'm sorry, Taige. I was worried sick about you." He's leaving light kisses across my collar bone and I can't help but melt. I think it's the tension in the air and how Logan left me yearning. I relax against him and let him take me. He starts to unzip my dress and he lets it fall to the floor. He turns me around and presses me against our front door. He kicks my feet spreading them apart. "That's a good girl," he whispers. "I'm going to fuck you now." That sentence alone is almost enough to get me to cum. My hair is in my face so I can't see much but I can feel him start to enter me. I hold my breath as he starts to pick up on his thrusts. He leans in to me and brings his arm around my front, wrapping his fingers around my throat. I let out a moan and his face is pressed against the side of mine. He lightly starts to squeeze as he begins to pound away at me. I bite my lip in attempt not to yelp out. "You're mine Taige," thrusts. "No one else," thrusts again but harder, "Say. It." He says again through his teeth and he starts to squeeze my neck harder. I'm not having fun anymore. "I'm yours," He really starts to fuck me now. He pulls me away from the door and bends me over. With one hand he grabs a fist full of my hair and the other he plays with my clit. I'm about to cum and I can tell he is too. He starts to moan and it puts me over the edge which then makes him cum too and he gives three more hard hits and that's it. He lets go of me and walks into the kitchen still naked. I'm really trembling now and I can't distinguish how to feel about what just happened. I pick up our clothes and head upstairs to change. I notice that it's almost lunch time and I haven't ate all day. I wash myself off between my legs and change into some shorts and a loose tank top. When I come down stairs he's still naked and watching me over a glass he's drinking out of. I can feel the blood in my cheeks as he watches me. "Was that lipstick on the collar of your shirt?" I'm not looking at him but I can see that he's watching me. "Yes," He says, I look at him. "But I pushed her off. It didn't get far. We were both drunk." "Okay." I give him the blankest look I can manage. "I've got to get ready for work." I don't have work but I don't want to be here anymore. I need to think about what the hell I'm doing. I change into something I would causally wear to work and grab my keys. I don't say goodbye and I'm briskly walking to my car. Why the hell am I so worried if he's having an affair when I'm having one of my own? No. Because he says he didn't let it happen and I practically begged for one. I drive to a park and start to take a walk. Thinking about what's happened in the past three days. What do I want?

Happy Comings Pt 3 He was working late tonight but I didn't care. It takes me three minutes to find him and as my eyes meet his from across the room I felt my shoulders start to relax. Logan is talking to another employee and he starts to notice Logan's been distracted. He looks at me and back at Logan and he gives the employee a half smile. I instinctively put my hands behind my back and stare at my feet. What did Logan say to him? I notice my tan has gotten a little darker from being outside all day and I'm in a sun dress still, Logans favorite. I start to smile to myself and then Logans feet are in front of mine. I meet his eyes and he's looking me over. "Hi," I start and he takes my hand, leading me to the back of the department. He starts picking up the pace and we're both scanning the room for eye witnesses. It starts to feel like we're both in some teen bop movie. Which makes me laugh to myself. I've always fantasized about doing it in the work place. Once we're in the back Logan immediately pushes me against some crates and starts kissing my shoulders and neck. Sliding his hands up my dress to my thighs and then my ass. "What are you doing here dressed like this?" He asks sternly but with a smile. "I needed this," I say back tilting my pelvis up to meet his. He pulls his face away with his hands still in my hair, "You're so beautiful Taige" we held each other's gaze there for a while and then he slowly started looking me down. "You got a tan," a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth, "I love it, my little golden goddess" I smile and reach up for his face and pull him in for a kiss. I hike up one of my legs to feel him against me better. We start hearing people talk, "Shit." He whispers. He picks me up and starts to walk between the crates some more. He pins me there against the crates my legs still wrapped around his waist. He's kissing my chest now and I can smell his hair, so good. He puts me down and puts one finger over his mouth to signal me to be quiet. I bite my lip and smile, nodding yes. As I start to unbutton his pants he fists my hair and tugs it back so my face is looking up at his. He kisses me softly and I've got his pants down now. He hovers his lips over mine, his eyes shut as I start to rub his shaft. He picks me up again pinning me there with his pulsing pelvis. He manages to slide my panties to the side and without any assistance he's inside me. I instinctively put my hand over his mouth to stop him from saying 'fuck' like he always does. The men are still in the same room as us so we've got to be extra quiet. He makes me feel so full, a perfect fit and he's rocking so well. Using the weight of me to slide back down on his cock. Lifting me back up again by my ass to slide back down again. Keeping the same pace, fast enough to keep me on the verge. I bite my lip again in attempt not to shout to him to fuck me harder. He sees my wanting and starts to pick up the pace. Our foreheads are pressed together as we ride this climax our breathing getting heavier. As we hear the men leave the room he slams me down on his cock and we cum.

Happy Comings Pt 2 Continued Once I got to the front door I slipped my shoes off and stepped in the house. Greeted with a wet nose on my hand, I petted our old dog Daisy. As I peaked around our bedroom door I could see Kyler is sitting up in bed. Papers scattered all over and I continue to creep inside our room heading straight for the closet. I undress in there and put on an oversized tshirt and new panties. Kyler is still hunched over his papers, without looking away from them he asks me how hanging out with Jade was. I shrug as I carefully get into bed, "It was good, didn't do much but chat," he looks up at me now. "Did you get some sun? Your cheeks are red," I suddenly remember my burning cheeks and I feel them start to burn more. "Oh yeah," I look away, "We sipped margaritas on her back porch." Not noticing he just gives a hmph and starts to clear the papers off the bed. I take this and quickly slip under the covers and switch my lights off. He gets in to bed and I know he's watching me thinking about what to say. He eventually gives up switching his lights off and turns his back to me too. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and relax. "We have a BBQ tomorrow with my boss" Trying to sound sleepy I reply back with "okay" and we go to bed. I wake up before he does and I get in the shower. Taking my time as the water washes over my face. My hair has gotten long again and it tickles my lower back. I start to imagine them being Logans finger tips. Just as Kyler comes in and chimes, "Good morning, can I join you?" Hes already undressing and I reply "yes," He steps in and I move out of the way of the water so he can have it. I apply my shampoo and start to shave my legs. He runs his finger tips down my spin, "You always do look prettier in the summer." Prettier? That wasn't a complement. He presses against me, his shaft hard now. I finish shaving my legs and step in the water. He's watching me now as I rinse out the shampoo. The suds running down over my breasts making my nipples rise. I step out of the stream again to apply conditioner. "Are you not in the mood?" He looks at me wounded. "I think I had too many drinks last night with Jade. I'm sorry babe." He looks down at my feet now, "It's ok" we finish up showering in silence. I pick out my favorite sun dress. Which requires no bra and has an open back. I hate bras and it was the hardest thing for Kyler to accept. It wasn't going to stop me if he or anyone else felt uncomfortable from it. My hair was down and wavy, I was sort of chiper and shining. He drove to the BBQ while I stared out the window. It was easy to play like everything was fine because its what I would usually did when in the car. Once we got to Kyler's bosses house he walked around the car to me and took my hand forcefully. I looked at the back of his head confused while he lead us through their house and to the back yard. Kyler then leaned in and whispered, "Great, now we're late. Be good." As if it was my fault. But I've seen this side of Kyler before. He had to play pissing contest with all his co-workers and I was suppose to be fake with the wives. I knew their husbands were having affairs but who was I to judge. I was having an affair of my own now. "I'm going to go to the bar, want anything?" I asked casually. "No. You will be a good girl and meet my friends." He reached for my fore arm and was practically dragging me now. All the guys were huddled under a white tent and as we came in to view he let go of my arm and walked with arms open, "Heyyyyyyy fellas!" Hey, they called back. I know Kyler was only being an asshole because thats how they all treated their wives. "Taige here was just about to go to the bar. You guys want anything?" Annoyed I roll my eyes, "I'm not all your waitress," and I stormed off. I remember Kyler's face dropping and it made me chuckle. Once I got to the bar I ordered two shots of vodka and pulled out my phone to text Logan. *Working 2nite ??* I then put my phone away and took my shots of vodka while I tried to ignore Kyler and his pals for the rest of the night. Eventually I called a taxi and asked the driver to take me to Logans work.