NOVPUBWhile the federal government's latest shenanigans sparked cries of excitement and anguish across universities in the US, on this particular day, other than the news that students would be getting an additional year of school, the real topic of discussion in my class, and probably my department, was my status.
At first, I thought it was just the two girls approaching, but as they hovered over me with predatory eyes, I noticed several others in the room had also turned their attention to me. I could hear the shift in conversation as beings paused mid-sentence.
"Yeah, I'm a billionaire," I said casually.
"Woah, what do you deal in?" one of them asked.
The blonde, twirling her locks, quickly took a seat beside me. The other slightly chubby with red hair, planted her thick butt on my desk, crossing her legs over mine with calculated elegance. Given her short red school skirt, a good portion of her thigh was exposed, and the enticing darkness hidden between them was placed provocatively in front of me.
And I thought she was the tame one, I muttered in my head, only to be proven wrong a second later as her palm rested on my crotch, one finger adorned with a long nail teasing my sleeping dragon.
"Is this really the best way you guys could have gone about it?"
"We prefer being direct. I'm sure you appreciate that," the blonde by my side said.
"Well, I'm not interested."
"Are you sure about that?" the redhead asked as her hand grasped my length, which was beginning to stir.
"There are different types of pleasure in this world, Marcus. And within that pleasure, there are levels. Let the two of us show you a completely different world…"
The blonde leaned in as she spoke, whispering hungrily into my ear. She would have continued, but the lecturer walked in.
With her red-painted lips, the redhead gave me a wet kiss on the cheek, and both girls departed. I watched their thick thighs and asses move beautifully beneath their short skirts, and a deep sigh escaped me once they left.
News about my status must have just broken this morning, and already I was being hunted by girls from my own class. With the expertise and confidence they displayed, I initially thought they were prostitutes. But then I remembered their supreme poise and the sweet scent they gave off. I changed my mind.
"They must be escorts."
When I saw Sade entering with the lecturer, I understood why she hadn't stepped in earlier. Despite the distance between us, she quickly spotted me, waved, and smiled brightly.
Sweet girl.
The exam lasted three hours, and just like last time, I finished in record time. After submitting my paper, I walked over to Sade's seat and let her know I'd be waiting for her outside.
There was still over an hour left before the exam officially ended, but not even twenty minutes had passed before Sade exited and found me in the car.
"That was fast," I commented as she got into the front passenger seat.
"I was just focused today," she brushed off my words.
"Really? Because I swear you've never handled an exam this quickly before."
"I have something to do later, so I had to hurry up," Sade mumbled, adjusting in her seat.
"Why did you call me?" she asked, slightly shifting her posture.
"Well, other than having the rest of this week off, we've also got today free. I thought we should go have some fun."
"Oh?"
A natural smile appeared on the dark-haired female's face as she settled in and the car engine roared to life.
"Where are we going?" she asked as we began to move.
"A hotel."
"To do what?"
"I want you to suck my dick."
"Huh?" Sade was flabbergasted. The usually composed woman looked like she was about to blow up for the first time ever, but I cut her off.
"You see, I was harassed earlier, just before the exam started, by two strange girls."
"Did one have golden locks and the other a nose piercing?" Sade quickly asked.
"Yeah," I recalled the exotic face of the chubby redhead.
"Cat and Sunflower."
"Are those names?"
"It's what they're popularly called. They approached me earlier, trying to get your house address."
It was one thing to be hit on at school, that was cool. But trying to get my residence? That brought a frown to my face.
"What department are they from?"
"Education."
"I see."
"Yeah, now stop the car."
"Can you suck a dick?"
"What…"
"I said, can you suck a dick?"
"No."
"Then tell me, who better to learn from than the man you love?"
"I…"
Minutes passed. I focused on the road while Sade remained speechless, unable to find words.
"You won't try to fuck me?" she asked quietly, her eyes fixed on the window, her face flushed.
"Are you saying you don't trust me?"
"I do."
"Good. Now shut up and fantasize about the kind of experience that's waiting for you. Think of opening your mouth for my length, pushing all of it into your throat."
There were many times I needed items from the shop to get results, but this wasn't one of those times. Sade had been a long-term project, and today, I had decided to strike while the iron was hot.
The thing about presenting oneself as a pervert was that you could always shoot your shot without fearing a rebound.
The trip to the hotel was relatively quiet. At the end of the day, I took Sade to Kington Hotel, the same hotel where I had once fucked two best friends. A luxurious suite with chandeliers and furniture that sparkled like gold.
Unmoved by even the artistic rug beneath our feet, Sade silently followed me into the suite I had booked. The moment she stepped through the door, her presence changed, she became something more.
"I'm no longer interested," she said, her body stretched across the white sofa.
