Sam stood and after gingerly tucking his dripping dick back into his pants, he slipped out of his room and took a quick shower.
While soaping himself, he envisioned Miss Linda standing behind him and doing it for him, giving him a nice soapy hand job. Before he knew it he was stroking his dick again and in a surprisingly short time, blew another good shoots of loads. After rinsing off he stepped out and as he dried hisself off decided that it was time to ask his little blonde admirer out.
His mind was in over drive and he needed to get some actual sex. A guy who he knew at work knew Bella’s ex boyfriend and he had told Sam that Bella was a wild little thing so he will be sure he would have some fun with her. He went back in his room and stretched out under the sheets, closed his eyes and started thinking about Bella. Sam though it would be fun to have someone to do dirty things with and might even inspire him witb some new stories. He was just starting to nod off, when his eyes flew open wide.
“Oh shit!” He said aloud.
He hadn’t sent the damm fucking story off yet! He shook his head and got up from the bed. He staggered over to his computer and brought up the story. He right clicked it to send to and after punching in Miss Linda’s e-mail, it sent off. He sighed and closed the screen. He checked time on the computer and it was eleven fifty. “Damn that was close” He thought and went back to bed.
Sam awoke to the sound of his loud phone call and with a groan, he rolled over to answer it. He could barely force his eyes open. The clock on his night stand said seven fourty am and he groaned again. he grabbed the phone and without looking at the number, grumbled, “Who is it?”
“Well good morning to you too, sunshine!” a female voice chirped in right his ear.
“Who… who is this?” He asked, trying to remember the voice.
“You don’t recognize my voice?” There was an exaggerated sigh. “And here I thought I was your favorite!”
“Favorite?” Sam sat up and shook his head, “Bella?” it didn’t quite sound like her, but she was his only guess as he tried to clear the cob webs from his sleep addled mind.
“Bella?” The feminine voice asked and it was followed by a laughter. “I guess there are worse things than to be confused with a pretty young girl.”
“Look he’m sorry, but…”
“Sam, its Miss Linda.”
“Miss….?” Holy shit! Mike wasn’t expecting that. But how the hell did he miss her voice? He had only heard it whispering dirty things in his ear for a couple of years now. “Ermm sorry! I was sleeping and…”
“Don’t worry, I probably sound different on the phone, and besides,” she paused briefly before continuing, “I’m sure my voice isn’t the one you would imagine in your ear in the morning.”
He paused thinking that was a little eerie after his last thought. Clearing his throat he asked,
“Umm… is everything okay?”
“Well he have a little problem Sam.” She began. “I didn’t check my calendar and I have some family thing to do on Sunday which I can’t ignore. But we need to have the last group so I was wondering if you can make it today?”
“Today?” Sam asked and frowned, trying to recall if he had to work to do.
“Yes, I called the other students and they all said they can make it, can you make it?” She asked.
As she spoke he had reached out and grabbed the paper he had jotted his schedule down on.
“Yeah sure, I don’t have work until eight tonight. What time are we meeting?” he looked longingly at his pillow hoping for a couple more hours sleep.
“Oh, you have a couple of hours!” she laughed, ” I know I woke you up and honestly, I’m still rolling around in bed.”
“You.. you are?” Sam repeated like an idiot.
“Yup, still in my jammies,” she giggled into the phone like a pretty little girl, “Just a pair of boy shorts and a little red cammie top. Not very professional.”
“Umm…. No I guess not.” He answered weakly as his dick began growing picturing her in a silky little top, her braless breaat ready to fall out.
“Sorry Sam,” she laughed again, “I guess that was a little, how do you say it B&A?”
“I… I think you mean TMI.” He replied, thinking B and A was exactly what was lodged in his head right now.
“Oh, that’s right, too much information!” another dick stirring giggle. “The other one means Breast and Ass.”
“I… yeah it does.”He told her quietly trying to keep his voice steady.
“Sorry, Sam I shouldn’t say that, I doubt a guy your age wants to hear that from someone far older than you.”
“You still look young though.” Sam said without thinking.
“Good answer!” she exclaimed then lowering her voice to close to a whisper and ddded, “Or are you just…” she paused and continued “Kissing my ass?”
He swallowed hard, recalling his new erotic book and managed to laugh, “No seriously, you look pretty young.”
“You are sweet, well you know what they say about flattery; anyway is noon okay for you?” She asked.
“Yeah.. i think….. uh… sure.” Hr replied
“Good because like I said to you yesterday in class, I found your story very intriguing and can’t wait to talk about it!”
“Really?”
“Really Sam, I’m very well excited to hear all about your motivation! See you at Noon!”
He was about to reply, but she had hung up. He leaned back on his pillow and for a moment allowed his mind to wander over what Miss Linda would look like in lying in bed in a pair of tight lace boy shorts, her little top riding up her stomach, up to just below the swelling of her breasts.
He shook his head to clear it. He was too tired even for that right now. Closing his eyes and waiting for sleep to return, he wondered what the hell had Miss Linda so interested in his story.
Granted he thought it had come out better than he expected, but saw nothing in it that would have her excited. Even yesterday at class she had come up to him and told him how impressed she was with his latest work. He thanked her and said it was a bit different for him. She smiled and said that not only was it different, but seemed truly inspired. She’d walked away at that point, leaving him to be truly inspired by her ass in a pair of tight black jeans.
Sam shrugged as he lied there and chalked it up to maybe she just felt this story was more up to his potential. Miss Linda had been telling him all year he was better than what he was turning in.
Of course, Sam thought with a grin, she had never seen any of what he referred to as his ‘main real’ work. Talk about inspiring.
Speaking of inspiring her conversation with him had bordered on out right flirting. He knew it wasn’t, she was probably just in a good mood. he noticed at the meetings at her house she was much more relaxed and spoke quite differently and this was no different.
On a different note, that conversation would make a good beginning to a new story. He show up at her house, she’s the only one there and answers the door wearing some sexy lingerie and…. he smiled as he felt his mind drifting back into sleep and wondered if shit like that ever happened outside of movies and stories.
Few hours Later
Sam pulled up in front of Miss Linda’s house and glancing at his phone saw it was five to twelve. That was odd, he thought as he looked around. he didn’t see Daniel or Bella’s cars or anyone else for that matter. He was usually the last one to arrive so this would be a first. He started to get out, but stopped and took a quick look in the mirror. he’d spent more than a little time trying to get his hair just right and had shaved. He looked closely at his blue eyes, making sure they weren’t bloodshot from not a lot of sleep and after giving himself a big smile said, “You look good too Miss Linda, why yes he would love to see your…”
he laughed at himself and sighed, “Trash it off Romeo.” And grabbed his notebook and got out of the car. He a brief check to make sure his black polo shirt was tucked into the jeans he was wearing. The jeans were more than a little tight and the shirt showed off the arms he had built up playing football the last two years. All in all he thought he looked pretty good. Whether he was showing off for Bella or in some vain, hoped Miss Linda checked out young guys up for debate. He also sprayed on some Wings cologne for a little extra effect and after running his fingers through his hair, he walked up to Miss Linda’s door and rang the bell.
Sam had turned partway at the sound of a car coming around the corner to see if it was one of the other kids, but it wasn’t. He heard the door open and Miss Linda say, “Hi Sam, thank you so much for coming today!”
“Hi Miss,” he began as he turned towards her, “I….”
He stopped in mid sentence when he saw her. She was wearing a red sundress what was so low cut not only could he see the top half of her breast, but right down between them. In fact, he could see far enough down to notice that there was no trace of bra on her chest. She have a pretty big standing breast and her nipples were pointing out of the light fabric. He wondered how she could wear the type of dress when she was expecting her students.