Good Girl: Older Man Younger Woman Romance

I sat there, stunned. “Why?”

“Because I have wanted you for so long and haven’t been able to do anything about it. So I want to punish you like you’ve been punishing me.”

“Why didn’t you just make a move?”

“You were seventeen.”

“Okay, well, I’ve been eighteen for a few months now.”

“You were my student.”

“You gonna have an excuse for everything?” I asked, annoyed at him. I knew there was something between us. Obviously he did too. I was pissed that we’d wasted so much time waiting.

“Do you really think it’s worth arguing about? I was an idiot. I thought I was doing the right thing. I was torturing myself staying away from you. That’s why I made that stupid rule about only having office hours for those who were struggling.”

“That dumb rule made me fail that exam.”

“You failed on purpose?”

“You thought I actually didn’t understand the material?”

Tristen barked out a laugh, a loud, boisterous one that made me feel warm. His laugh was something heard so rarely, but when it happened, it was the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. “Should have known, little minx. Apparently you aren’t such a good girl after all.”

I leaned over, my lips practically touching his earlobe. “Maybe I need to be punished, Professor Watt.”

Chapter 6

TRISTEN

I was lucky I didn’t get a ticket. I sped to Sonia’s as if our lives depended on it. The girl was a bomb about to explode, and I wanted to be there when she went off. I parked the car and ran around to open her door, practically dragging her out.

“Someone's in a rush.”

“Sonia, you’re testing every ounce of patience I’ve got.”

She giggled while playing mindlessly with one of the buttons on my shirt.

“You sure you’re a virgin?”

“Yes, why?”

“'Cause you know how to play me like a fiddle. How to touch, what to say, how to move.”

She cast her eyes down, and her cheeks started to blush that pretty pink, distinctively Sonia shade. “I…um…”

“Spit it out already. I’m goin’ insane here, woman.”

“I watched some porn. Okay? Happy?”

“Yes,” I said, picking her up and rushing us up the stairs of her apartment to her door. “I’m fine with porn, but if you’d lied to me and another dude had actually touched you, I might be in jail for murdering him.”

“That’s a little extreme.”

“No.” I shook my head. “It’s not. I don’t want any other man to have ever seen your pussy. That’s my prized possession.”

She fumbled with her key, opening the door. “You’re a little nuts, you know that, Professor?”

“Only for you,” I said before slamming the door shut with my foot and moving us to her sofa. I placed her gently on the ground and sat down on the sofa. “Strip. Slowly.”

Sonia smiled and took my jacket off slowly, letting it pool at her feet. She then undid the knot she’d made on her shirt. “You know, I think you’re gonna need to buy me a new shirt.”

I took out my dick, fisting it in my hands, “I’ll buy you a fuckin’ wardrobe. Take it all off.”

She turned around, her back now to me, sliding the blouse off her shoulders seductively. Sonia undid her bra, turned her face to me, smirked, winked, and let it drop to the floor. I'd never realized that a stripe tease could be so fuckin’ hot, but then I’d assume that another woman doing this wouldn’t turn me on so much as this woman doing it. “Stop.”

Sonia didn’t move.

“Turn around and walk to me slowly.”

Her hands went to her breasts, making me smirk. Here she was, performing a personal stripe tease, but now felt like she needed to cover up her tits.

“Drop your hands.”

Sonia didn’t hesitate at the order.

When she was standing in front of me in nothing but that skirt, I leaned back on the sofa and stared at her. “Good girl.”

“Are you gonna just sit there and stare at me? This all seems a little anticlimactic.”

“You have a really smart mouth,” I said, grabbing her wrist and moving her toward me before I flipped her onto her stomach and placed her over my lap, her perfect round ass right over my crotch.

I rubbed her ass cheek before squeezing her supple flesh. “I think it’s time I show you what a smart mouth actually gets you.”

Sonia moaned, raising her ass slightly.

“Eager for your punishment, princess?”

Before she answered, I raised my hand and connected it to her perfectly round ass, making her jerk. She moaned, and my cock twitched.

“Your ass is going to look so pretty with my hand print all over it. You gonna be a good girl and take you punishment?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, presenting her ass to me again.

Smack!

“You like this, princess?”

SONIA

Smack!

“I asked you a question.”

“Yes,” I panted.

Tristen kept slapping my ass and then rubbing my cheeks. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but the sensations were going straight to my clit.