The Professor: Stranger Addiction (Private Lessons) by Lia Marsh

Chapter One: Masked
     
    Laura couldn’t believe the situation she’d gotten herself into. As she stood looking in a mirror of a hotel’s bathroom she didn’t recognize the woman staring back. The perfect, little red dress that hugged her curves, her long, blonde locks which had been curled so that they sat on her shoulders and her pink, perky lips now coated in a deep ruby-red.
    She kept asking herself – who am i? She couldn’t answer that question until she’d completed her nights work.
    When she left the comfort of her isolation and walked into the shared double-bedroom that Paul had bought them for the weekend she couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of guilt. It was their five year anniversary and Laura had just agreed to go to a swingers club because the man who invited her – Alexander, was a long-time crush of hers ever since she laid eyes on him at college.
    He was her lecturer, he smoked, he drank, she was raised to be a pure-of-heart catholic and everything about his sinful lifestyle drew her in.
    Laura’s mind was raging with what-ifs. She was lost in the thought of Alexander’s member pressing up between her legs as she roared with passion.
    She would be lay down and spread out, her juices dripping and his hard, stiff body ramming up against her. Her breasts would fly through tears he made in her dress and her eyes would water as he rammed his thick shaft deep into her tight, little hole.
    She’d cry out like it was her first time all over again, she’d scream and howl and beg for more as he teased her sensitive spot with the tip of his manhood. He’d make her beg, he’d make her degrade herself and shout out that she was worthless, that she was his and he could do what he wanted.
    These were the thoughts that roamed her mind that excited Laura more than anything. She was ready for tonight; she’d been ready for tonight for a long time.
    Paul sighed when he looked at the sight of her, she’d put in more effort for the swingers club than she had for their original five year anniversary plans and it showed. He kept trying to grasp what it was he wasn’t giving her. He was loving, he cared, he was there for her through everything and yet Paul couldn’t quite keep Laura’s affection solely on himself.
    The two of them just stood there a while in silence until finally Paul’s thoughts got the better of him; he stood up from the edge of the hotel bed and looked at his girlfriend with disappointment.
    “It’s him isn’t it, that Alexander.” Laura’s heart began thumping away in her chest, banging against her ribs at the sound of his name.
     
     
    She didn’t know what it was but there was no denying it now – she wanted Alexander all over her skin.
    Looking at the man she’d always been with and always wanted to be with Laura questioned her actions however she’d gotten used to feeling guilty and even with her secret-crush out in the open she didn’t want to apologize or regret it.
    Laura took a deep breath followed by a sigh, she parked herself on the end of their bed and looked down towards her little-red dress and perked up breasts; she wanted this more than she’d wanted anything in a long time.
    “Do you hate me for it?” She didn’t know what else to say. All she could think about was Alexander and even though she wouldn’t say it out loud Paul’s feelings came second place to her desire.
    Not knowing how to respond to his girlfriend Paul headed over to the door and grabbed his jacket. He was wearing the simple black and white suit that he’d been wearing at dinner before they were offered to join Alexander.
    What hurt him the most was seeing all the effort Laura was putting into herself, there was a small part of Paul that hoped they’d get to this club and Laura would get her thrills just from looking around and then they’d leave together; hand-in-hand and stronger than before.
    Looking at her in that dress, with her freshly coated make-up and a nervousness