Forgetting About You

I don’t think I deserve being cheated on especially that I gave my all. Always. When I love someone, I always ended up being crushed. Now it is almost impossible to trust any man who attempts to show his love. Love….. does it even exist?

Being single for some time now allowed me to focus on my career. An unusual job for me as what others say, but I just enjoy teaching. I have always dreamed of being in front of the class who gives inspiration to students. And so, staying at this university has occupied my mind since……….

Being a university professor is a bit challenging especially that the students that I teach are just a few years younger than I am. For the past years of teaching, despite the challenges of being in a new environment, I could say that I did pretty well. So, I decided to just stay for as long as I am enjoying my job until one really disturbing thing happened…….

I just gave out their Midterm exams and told my students that they should make sure that all the requirements needed for this particular grading period should be submitted by the end of the week. One of my very boisterous students, Leo, as always, would make comments that his classmates think to be amusing. I couldn’t treat them as kids, so I just tell them to pipe it down or the principal might call our attention.

Everyone left the classroom except for Leo. I thought he would be making an excuse not to submit the requirements. But even if he seems to be one of the noisiest in class, grades were satisfactory. As he approached me, I saw his dimpled face smiling and said, “Miss, would it be okay if I ask you out?”. “Is this a joke?”, I said. Then he replies, “Actually, I have always been meaning to ask you out but I was too hesitant because you might think I am just being rude. But, I really want to ask a little help with the project I have from another subject. Is it okay? Surprised at his invitation, but I told him, “If there is any help that I can do for you to pass your other subject, then I will help you.”

After class, I saw Leo waiting for me at the parking lot. I smiled back at him and asked him where would he want us to work. He told me that he can’t work at home because his younger brother has band practice and the house can be awfully noisy. And so I then suggested that it would be fine to work at my place, instead.

I live alone. A house help comes over every weekend to do the chores. Today’s Friday, so that means no one else would be at home but the two of us. At first, I was okay with it, but as time passed, I felt a bit uncomfortable. Leo was looking at me differently. But I tried to shrug off the thought. And so, he put all his resources on the table so we can start working. It is a research about the Japanese citizens who just seem to vanish without a trace. I thought it was a really interesting topic. Thus, I was so excited to read about it.

I ordered pizza and chicken for dinner. He insisted on paying, that was fine. While having dinner, he has sort of loosened up a bit by telling about his family, why he choose to take a business course, and a lot more. That was actually the very first time I got a student to open up to me. I know I am a friendly teacher, but I have somehow built a wall because I just felt that the students will respect me more if they see me as an authority over them. But despite that, I wasn’t as strict.

Leo stayed at my place until midnight. We are almost done with his project. But he said he would really appreciate it if I would still allow him to come over my place next weekend to finish it. There was no reason for me to say no. And so he left.

By Monday morning, my students started submitting their requirements. And I was just amazed at how they really have painstakingly made the projects. I was very impressed. I felt they needed more than a passing mark. So, I told them that I would be giving them a small party at my place on Saturday Night. I thought that it was a good start for me to let my students know that they can come to me whenever they need help. I was happy seeing all of them did a good job especially with the results of the exams. No one failed. As a teacher, seeing a student fail hurts me, too because I feel that I have somehow failed my part to impart the right kind of information to my students. And with this class, I am so proud that everyone will pass the Midterms.

When Saturday came, I was excited to fix the house. I ordered lots of food for all of my 30 students. No booze! I don’t want the university to think that I am a bad influence on my students. The party would be like a getting-to-know-each-other party. I think I owe them this.

As early as 6pm, about 6 of my students arrived. I was surprised they brought food, too. I told them not to because this party was my treat for them. But I guess, it was their way of saying thanks, too. We had lots of pizza, spaghetti, tacos, burgers, French fries, fried chicken, fish and chips, and a table full of dessert which was all brought by my students. It was truly a very festive occasion. At about 10 o’clock, everyone was having a great time. Then I noticed that Leo was not around. I asked one of my students if they know Leo was coming, and none of them has seen him since Friday. I figured he might be with his other friends. It was fine. But somehow, at the back of my mind, I was worried.

I felt uneasy not knowing where he could be. So I asked Hugh to call him and check if he was one. Turns out, he was at home, down with the flu. Incidentally, Hugh lives near Leo so I told him to bring some food over to him later that night.

The party ended around 2 am. After we all said our goodbyes, I was left with a lot of mess. But it was fine. At least I made my students happy. And probably it has boosted them, even more, to do better for the Finals.

Tuesday afternoon was a bit hazy for me. I wasn’t feeling well. It was probably because of being too exhausted checking all the test papers since last week and looking through all the requirements submitted by my 4 classes. I had hoped to stay at home but decided to just come to class and give them a seatwork. Leo came forward and asked me if I were okay because he says that I look a bit pale and tired. I said I was fine. I’ll just go home early that day.

By mid-afternoon, I could barely lift my legs towards the door. Leo saw me and accompanied me to my car. He insisted that he will drive me home. I didn’t hesitate because I was really not feeling well. I didn’t notice that we have arrived at my place. When I woke up, I was already in bed with an icepack over my head. I saw Leo sitting beside my bed and smiled. “You were burning up. I tried waking you but you were just murmuring. I took your temperature and called a doctor to ask what medicine you should take. He told me to give you some aspirin. Your fever should come down in a while.” “That is so sweet of you, Leo. Thank you”, I said.

When I felt a little better, I tried standing up, but my feet were wobbly. I planned to go to the kitchen to fix dinner. But, Leo has already prepared some. I told him that he may leave because his parents might be looking for him. But he told me that he called them and told that he was looking after me. I was very pleased. Honestly, I wasn’t still feeling well and I really needed a hand.

After having dinner in bed, he tucked me in. He said he’ll pass by tomorrow after class. I just smiled and went back to sleep.

Leo did come back the night after with fruits and some take out. “I might get used to being pampered this much”, I joked. “I don’t mind at all. It makes me happy seeing you”, he said. I felt my stomach tightened a bit. I remembered how Stephen used to take care of me when I was sick back then until he found another woman to be with. Tears started to well up. Up until this day, I have not totally forgotten about him. So stupid of me! Leo saw me and asked why was I crying. I told him that he reminds me so much of my ex-boyfriend. “Don’t trouble yourself with someone who is no longer in your life. I am here”, he said. And with that, he wiped a tear rolling down my face, drew closer to me and kissed me. It was a very delicate kiss. I missed being kissed…. Leo’s lips were very tender….he slowly slid his tongue… I didn’t hesitate. I felt I needed I needed it. I savored every kiss…. I felt his hands rubbing my nape…slowly caressing my back. Then he unclasped my bra. My eyes opened with surprise…saw him looking straight at me. I did not stop him…. I let him do what he wanted…. I wanted it too. With his left hand, he reached for my breasts. His hands were a bit rough, but I enjoyed it so much. His right hand on my back as he planted a deep kiss and licked my neck then to my ear. I heard him whisper, “ I have always wanted you”.

He was getting a bit wild, but I just let him do whatever he wanted. Slowly, I slipped off my underwear. He held it and smelled. Then, he placed his finger right inside me. I gasped. It has been years….. I missed it so much. I was aching to be touched……At first, it was in slow rhythm then it went faster and harder. I could no longer hold the excitement. I was gasping for air. He was moving his fingers so fast my fingers dug deep on his back. I was leaning on the headboard with so much joy and anticipation. Then I felt him pull away. I opened my eyes. He was in front of me…. he took off his shirt…. Then his pants….. his huge cock flung hard. I was ecstatic! He held my head and draw it near his cock. He wanted me to suck it. I obliged. It was almost too big to fit my mouth. His hardness was overwhelming. I sucked it so hard I could see his face twitch with ecstasy.

No words were spoken. It was like everything was programmed. He held me up on my bed and bent his knees in front of me. He motioned to raise my left leg. He then slid his fingers inside me as he licked my throbbing, wet pussy. It was so intense I felt I would collapse, but he held me tight. He wanted me to savor what he was doing. I didn’t want him to stop. I was almost in tears with so much joy.

A few minutes later, he asked me to lay on the bed, my legs apart. He slowly slid his tongue into my clit and played with it. I grabbed on the sheets. I was feeling so much pleasure. He’s such a beast! I just want him inside me now! He continued to suck my clit and fingered me. He showed me his fingers oozing with my juice. He licked his finger and he asked me to do the same. I saw his eyes and it was something I have never seen in him before.

He grabbed me by the shoulder and kissed me on my lips….hard and deep. I whispered, “Take me”. Then he grabbed his cock and placed it deep inside me. His stride was slow and I was dying in anticipation. I told him to go faster. But he refused. I could not hold on to the excitement, I pushed him and asked him to lay his back on the bed instead. I went over him, placed his hard cock inside me and I just fucked him real hard. He was moaning which made me want to fuck him more. I didn’t want to stop. He said he was about to come. But I said to just let his juice inside me. He was hesitant. But I wanted to feel his hot juice inside me. A few minutes more, he was done. I stood up and suck his cock more. He said he was feeling dizzy with so much pleasure. I smiled a bit. The last thing I did was, I went in front of him and asked him to lick my leaking pussy…….

One hot night that I have forgotten about you…….