1. Alternate


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fantastic, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Author: Norton X, Rating: 53.8, Source: sexstories.com

    wonderfully flat, toned abs; her tight blue jeans that perfectly wrapped her beautiful legs, arse and hips. "Am I appropriate?" She'd caught me staring and now had a slightly mischievous grin on her face. Playing dumb seemed the best tactic for now, so I said, "What?" "Never mind." She walked further in and looked around my place. "Sit down, please," I told her, closing the door. She sat down on the sofa. I asked her what she wanted to drink. She said the name of an odd drink that I just so happened to purchase the other day at a Dollar General. "You're in luck," I said, returning with the can and 7Up for myself. I sat in one of the recliners, turning it to face her on the sofa. "How does a former advertising agent pick up computer skills enough to track another person's online activity like you did mine?" "Curiosity and determination." "Not the answer I was looking for, but a valid one." She sipped her drink. "What were you doing before I barged in on your peace and quiet?" "Messing around with numbers. Math stuff. I got a C in my last assignment and my professor told me I was brilliant." "Aw. Poor, Nate." The pouting look she gave me made me want to cross over and make out with her on the sofa. "Yeah, it sucked, but I deserved the C. I will do better next time. I'll get an A." "You better." There it was. A feeling I couldn't shake off. The feeling of being possessed. I began wondering if she was a vampire or a sorceress of some sort. The way she spoke to me was ...
    authoritative and measured. I sensed no uncertainty about her. It was as if she was in complete control and she knew it. I felt strangely relaxed and slightly alarmed at the same time. "May I see the math problems you were working on?" "Sure." I took her to my desk and she looked at the papers. This allowed me to see another aspect of her: she understood numbers very well. Better than I did. Her eyes scanned every problem with a sharp intelligence, she worked each one out on her own, never needing a pencil or paper or my tablet. Then she took the pencil I had been using and wrote on the pad some shortcuts to solving the problems. I laughed at how easy she dealt with math and how difficult it had been for me. "Do you like math, Nate?" We went back to the sofa and I chose to sit next to her. "No, not really. I don't hate it. But I don't like it either." "Then why are you taking your current course?" "Because it's something I know I can do." Erin murmured something about expectations, shook her head and closed her eyes in disappointment. Then she turned on the sunshine and smiled. "But never mind that." She dug into her pocket and pulled out a metal-case flash drive. "Could you plug this into your TV? There's a movie on it titled 'The Purple Rose of Cairo'. It's a Woody Allen picture. Erin's film appreciation class starts now with her one and only student - you, Nate." She was the most beautiful woman in the world at that moment. Her eyes glinted light back at me and her neck looked so ...
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