It's 8.30 pm. I knew he usually worked late into the night and tonight was no exception. It was a cool night and I felt sexy in the ruby-coloured lace babydolls with matching thong I wore underneath my thick, brown, belted coat.
I strutted close to the University administrative block. I could see the light was on in his office as well as a couple of other offices. You would think for someone as darkly handsome as Thomas Benning, he would have a life. It was the opposite which was intriguing. He's highly intelligent, charismatic and embraced his position as a young professor at my University. I fell in love with him at first sight, the day he came into my class to teach.
Thomas is single and questionably unattached from my findings so far. I have been trying to get his attention to no avail. Being one of the prettiest girls in my University and the daughter of one of the University's board of trustees, I don't take no for an answer and I always get what I want.
I want Professor Thomas Benning.
Subtle gestures here and there to get his attention had failed. It's time to take the bull by the horns. I walked into the building, took the two flights of stairs to the third floor and knocked on his door. Before he could respond, I pulled down the door lever and walked in.
Thomas raised his head from the books on his table. Such deep-set, dark eyes, masculine, structured jaw, and broad shoulders that filled out his shirt defined his beauty. I must have this man. A look of surprise appeared on his face. I think he may have guessed what I was here for. "Miss Adams, it's a little late to be here. Your paper is not due yet. How may I help you?"
I narrowed my eyes and walked up to him. I loosen the belt of my coat, revealing the lacy baby doll underneath. As I drew closer to his desk, he slowly got up. He kept his eyes locked on mine. Fascinating.
"Miss Adams?"
"You know what I want." My voice came out in a whisper.
Thomas rubbed his face and pinched the bridge of his nose. "This can't be happening," I heard him say to himself. "Eve, stop this game you are playing. I am much older than you and also your professor. It's against the rules of the university. No fraternizing between teachers and students."
I drew closer, smiled and put my hands on his broad chest. I could feel his hard pecs beneath his shirt. He bent his head a little to look at my hands on his chest. Then he looked into my eyes, "Eve, you are playing a dangerous game here."
"Thomas, don't be scared," I responded gently. "I want you and I know you want me too. No one needs to know. It will be our secret." My hands caressed his chest and were straying downwards when he grabbed my wrists tightly and flung off my hands. I gasped from the sharp pain.
Thomas appeared pissed. "This is crazy! It's Professor Benning to you and no, I don't want you. Please leave my office." He pointed to the door. "Now. Before I am forced to do what you would not like."
I'd never been more humiliated in my life. No one tells me no! The college boys all eat out of my palm and would give anything just to be friends with me. But Thomas does not want me.
I refused to back down. With a fierce expression, I pulled my coat together and tied my belt. "You are either with me or I have a talk with my Dad and the Chancellor about you sexually harassing me. It's your call." I pouted, staring him down.
"What?" His eyes widened "You would lie and jeopardize my job because I would not stroke your ego and wantonness? This is outrageous! Get out!"
I gasped at the way his deep voice boomed in the office. He walked to the door, opened it and gestured for me to leave. I felt so ashamed like the ground would open up and swallow me. I have to try and salvage this situation. He is my professor after all. "Look, I - I didn't mean… "
"Now Miss Eve Adams. Leave."
I walked out barely when the door banged shut behind me.