The IT Guy (3 page)

CHAPTER FIVE

The next morning was a little awkward, as the light of day had washed away some of the night’s intimacy and we were both a bit shy. Some glances and mild flirtation were exchanged over a bite to eat, but neither of us seemed to know how to address what had happened.

Luke took off shortly afterward, citing prior engagements, but not before thanking me for the night before.

“I had a really great time last night. I hope you still want to, um, finish teaching me.”

I grinned.
“Of course! I had a great time too. I’m really glad you came over.”

Luke pulled me towards him and planted a kiss softly on my lips.

“Bye, gorgeous,” he said, and was gone.

***

After Luke headed out, I cleaned up the wine glasses and stray panties in the living room and spent some time thinking about how the evening had gone.

I was surprised at how much fun I’d had. I’d always thought Luke was cute in a nerdy sort of way, but he’d looked incredible when he showed up at my place and I’d been unbelievably attracted to him. I couldn’t get the image of
those abs out of my mind, not to mention what was further south...

I also felt a little guilty at having spent the night with him curled around me. Sleeping beside someone had always felt so much more intimate to me than sleeping WITH them, and our arrangement was supposed to be strictly physical. Luke was really not the type of guy I usually went for, and I didn’t want to lead him on, yet I had felt at home in his arms.
Safe, even. I chalked it up to loneliness and a little too much wine and tried to put it out of my mind.

I checked my phone and found a missed call from my best friend Julian, and a text message from Dan waiting for me. I clicked the message from Dan and read:

H
ey Babe, thinking about you. Tonight?

Attached was a picture hot enough that my eyes nearly bugged out of my head. Dan knew exactly what kind of affect his body had on me, and he wasn’t shy about using it to get what he wanted. Normally that would have been all he needed to do to make me forget I was mad at him, and get with the make-up sex. This time though, I rolled my eyes.

Typical,
I thought,
no mention of our missed plans whatsoever.

Deciding I’d had quite enough of Dan’s bullshit, I deleted the message, sexy photo and all.

***

I called Julian back to let him know how my evening had gone. Julian had been with his boyfriend Bill for 5 years and liked to live vicariously through me
and my dalliances. I’d told him about the Luke arrangement and he’d made me promise to tell him all about it.

“
Oooh, Professor Cassandra! How was your big sex ed class?” he jeered before I could even say hello.

“Oh my god Jules, it was amazing. He rocked my fucking world.”

“That little virgin? Honey, I can’t believe it!” said Julian, the shock clear in his voice.

“I know, but there you go. It was great. We took a shower after, and he slept over too,” I said, smiling at the memory.

“And here I thought this was supposed to be no strings attached!”

“It is! Believe me, I’m trying to make sure he doesn't catch any feelings, it just felt nice. Speaking of boys though, Dan sent me a message, and a naked picture.”

“When are you seeing him?” asked Julian, “And when are you sending me the picture?”

“I didn’t answer him,” I said, nonchalantly, “and I deleted the picture.”

“You bitch!” said Julian, “That beautiful Italian with the giant cock? What is this world coming to?”

“Jealous?”

“Girl, you know I am, but we’re not talking about me. You know what I think?”

“I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”

“I think
you’re
the one catching feelings for Luke, that’s why you turned down Dan.”

“What?!
I just didn’t want to deal with his shit. Please Julian, I don’t do feelings.”

“
Mhhmm, we’ll see.”

After I got off the phone, I sat down and thought about it. Did I have a crush on Luke? As much as I hated to admit it, there might have been the teeniest bit of truth to what
Julian  had said. But was that so wrong? He was nice, smart, cute, and it looked like we knew how to get each other off. Did it really matter that he wasn’t my usual type?

Who knows?
I thought,
Maybe I just need to keep an open mind.

***

I had to admit I was a bit nervous about seeing Luke on Monday morning, but my anxiety went out the window the minute I saw him.

“You aren’t wearing your glasses!” I exclaimed.

Luke grinned “Someone told me I looked hot without them, so I thought it was time I gave contacts another shot.”

I was pleased he’d taken my compliment to heart, but also found it more distracting to be around him now without his glasses. I kept trying to sneak a peek at him when he wasn’t looking, and I was pretty sure I caught him doing the same to me.

All week things between Luke and I were definitely different. We were still professional, but there was a flirtatious undercurrent that hadn’t been there before. Whereas previously our physical contact had been fairly limited, suddenly we always seemed to have an excuse to touch each other, be it a guiding hand on the small of a back, a pat on the shoulder, or a touch on the knee to get the other’s attention. Underneath tables our legs were always touching, feet glued to one another's as though taking part in a three-legged race.  There was something about the secret nature of it that was driving me wild. Somehow this subtle, discreet touching was turning me on more than overt sexual gestures would have. There was both a sweetness to it and an undercurrent of something else. It felt like such a tease. I wanted more than anything to grab him and have my way with him, but I didn’t want to freak him out, so it seemed best to let him set the pace.

It wasn’t until Thursday over lunch that we spoke about our arrangement again.

“So, any plans this weekend?” Luke asked me.

“Nothing special.
You?”

He shrugged.
“Nothing special. I don’t suppose you’d like to maybe continue what we started last weekend?”

I smiled. “I’d like that, yeah.”

“Saturday night? Your place again?”

“Sure, sounds great.”

Luke smiled and I thought I might melt. “Great! I can’t wait.”

He left the room and I sat with my heart pounding. There was no denying how I felt about him now. Whether I liked it or not I had fallen for Luke, and I could not wait for Saturday night.

CHAPTER SIX

Saturday night couldn't come soon enough, and by now I was champing at the bit to go all the way with Luke. I’d devoted way too much time to thinking about both our last encounter and what would happen next. I hoped sleeping with him might grant me a little peace of mind.

That night I showered and shaved, taking my time to get ready and make sure everything was just right. I know guys aren't as sentimental about their first time as some women are, but I still wanted it to be as perfect as possible for him. If he was gonna remember this forever, may as well make it worth remembering, right?

I did my makeup in an extremely sultry way, even adding lashes for extra glamour. Last time I wanted to come across as an approachable girl next door. This time I wanted to be a sex fantasy come to life. I dispensed with real clothes altogether and instead strapped on a dark rose and black corset that ended just underneath my breasts, causing them to jut out, presented like some sumptuous gift. I’d paired the corset with a black crotchless thong and black garter belt and stockings. On my feet I wore the highest heels I owned; a pair of sky-high patent leather pumps. I covered up with a deep-rose satin robe, headed to the living room, threw on some music, poured myself a glass of white wine, and waited nervously for my suitor to arrive.

When I heard the knock at the door I took a deep breath, gave myself a final once
over and opened the door.

“Hi,” I said.

“Hi -wow-” Luke said, looking at my robe, “I’m sorry, am I early?”

I smiled and shook my head.
“Right on time.”

I moved aside so Luke could enter and I let my hand run down his neck and back as he passed me.

“You look great,” I told him. He wore a light blue button up shirt that made his eyes look amazing. Now that I knew what was under his clothes, I found it hard to stop imaging how I’d like to run my tongue all over his chest.

“So do you,” he said, bringing his hands to my hips. “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been thinking about this all week.”

I smiled, happy about his confession, and ran my fingers lightly along his chest, feeling the strong pecs beneath the thin fabric.

“This is nice,” he said, rubbing his hands on the satin of my robe.

“Oh yeah?” I replied, cocking my eyebrow and giving him a little spin. “I hope you aren't too attached. I wasn’t planning on keeping it on long.”

Luke grinned mischievously. “I suspect I’ll like it even more when it’s on the floor.”

I stepped back and undid the sash, slowly working the knot with my fingers. I looked up and caught his eye as I let the robe fall to the floor, revealing the demi-corset I wore underneath. I saw his eyes widen as they took in the way my breasts stood out, nipples already hard with excitement. I tossed my hair and ran my hands along my body, putting on a bit of a show. Luke opened his mouth as if to say something, but no sound came out, and instead he swallowed hard. I walked closer to him, letting my hips sway seductively. When I reached where he stood, I put my hands on his chest and went in for a kiss. Our tongues met with urgency and he wrapped his arms around me. I cupped his ass and let my bare breasts tickle his chest, circling his nipples with my own. I lost myself to the kiss, letting the arousal wash over me in a wave of heat.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I said, pulling away from the kiss. I suspected if I didn't lead him to the bed soon we’d never make it there.

I took Luke by the hand and brought him to the foot of the bed. Kissing him gently on the lips, I then shoved his chest, causing him to fall back on the bed. I crawled on top of him, taking time to make my movements slow and deliberate, extending all my actions and building desire. When I reached his mouth I kissed him deeply, letting my tongue tease open his lips. Luke brought his hands to my tits and squeezed them, teasing my nipples with his fingers, causing me to gasp with pleasure. It was as though my skin was suddenly alive with sensation, ultra-sensitive to every touch. I needed to feel his flesh against mine.

Concealing my urgency as best I could, I slowly unbuttoned his shirt and spread it open so I could rub my hands over his beautiful chest, leaving a tattoo of lines where I scratched my nails across his tender flesh. I touched the top of my tongue to one of his pink eraser nipples and heard him gasp. I did the same to the other nipple, revelling in his reaction, his desire for me.

Working my way back downward, I got onto my knees in order to take off his pants. I undid his belt and pulled them down, leaving him in his boxers. I could see his gorgeous erection through the thin material of his underwear, and the sight of it sent a thrill through my body. This was definitely more than just sexual excitement, it was being with Luke that was making me feel this way. He was the only person I wanted to be with right then. I vowed I would talk to him about that later, but for now, I wanted to act on the more immediate, physical part of my desire.

Luke sat back up, legs hanging off the foot of the bed, and I sat in his lap, straddling him. We made out for what felt like both seconds and an eternity all at once. I could feel his heart beat fast against my chest, echoing my own.

I pulled back a bit and he leaned forward, taking one of my breasts in his mouth and sucking it, drawing a gasp from my lips. He moved to the other one and I pushed him back down on the bed and fell on top of him, our tongues entwined. I brought my hand down to his gorgeous cock and let my fingers glide along its length, squeezing it as I went up and down. Luke was grinding his hips beneath me now, and I took one of his hands and guided it to my pussy. I was delighted when he found the clit right away and, what’s more, seemed to know what to do with it. Before long I felt my body responding to the excitement, and my pussy was wet with anticipation. I pulled back from the kiss and looked him in the eyes.

“You ready?” I asked

Luke nodded. “Yeah, more than ready.”

I smiled and moved to my knees, guiding his cock to my eager slit. Not wanting to rush things, I first only lightly let the tip of his cock enter between my folds. I ground my hips ever so slightly above him, letting his eager member work its way slowly into me.

“That feels fucking amazing,” he gasped.

“It does for me too,” I whispered.

There was some resistance as he penetrated me further, so I braced myself as I eased further down onto his cock, taking in as much of his length as I could until I was completely and wonderfully full.

“Oh my god, Luke,” I moaned, stopping a moment to
savour the feeling.

I pulled back until he was nearly completely out of me, then I slid all the way down until our bodies were pressed together perfectly; two pieces of a puzzle. Luke put his hands on my hips and moved in time with my movements, matching me with thrusts of his own. We created our own divine rhythm, lost in a hazy daydream of skin, sweat, pleasure, and lust.

Flattening my body against his, I took hold of his shoulders and gestured for him to roll us over. Luke obliged, and I found myself on my back with him on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he renewed his thrusting from above me, my breasts bouncing in time to our movements.

Luke leaned down to kiss me and I ground my hips against his as hard as I could, making him moan into my mouth. I knew it wouldn't be long now, and I increased the urgency of my movements, as did he.

The orgasm gained momentum, rushing through my nerves seeking escape. It wasn't until I felt him release his orgasm inside me that I came, shouting his name as he twitched those delicious final thrusts into my perfectly satiated and exhausted body.

Luke collapsed on top of me and I hugged him against my body, luxuriating in the feel of his weight on top me and the sensation of being surrounded in his scent.