His office, my rules

ELI

I stood there in shock, digesting what I had just seen. Did Carter just try to strangle a young boy? I flinched when the sound of glass colliding with the wall and shattering rang through my ears.

“Get him out of my sight” he said to his other big looking colleague.

I felt my face go pale as the man pulled the boy by the collar.

Carter whispered to himself slowly, taking deep breaths, until he turned to my direction.

He froze when he saw me, like he had just seen a ghost.

“Well…. fuck” I muttered.

I could see the anger increase in his eyes. I should have listened.

“Didn't I say you should stay in the fucking car?” he whispered but it sounded like he was yelling.

“I…I…. I thought..” I couldn't make up the words to say. I didn't have time to mentally scold myself for not listening to him.

He didn't say anything, he rushed past me, his shoulder colliding with mine and walked away from the scene.

“I’m so sorry” I muttered as I hopped into his car. It was a bold step because I assumed he would throw me out.

He didn't reply. He just started the engine and the car got in motion.

The entire ride to my apartment was silent. I felt like he hated me now and the thought of that hurt me more than it should.

The car parked in front of my building and I hesitated a bit before I made an attempt to get down from the car.

“Get out” he said lowly.

I gulped. My throat was dry but I understood it was my fault. I should have listened.

I walked through the doors of my apartment and I was already exhausted, mentally and physically.

I wondered if Carter would forgive me. My mind went to the young boy at his firm. What could he possibly have done and why did he look so terrified of Carter.

I walked into the bathroom to wash off the day’s shenanigans. My shirt went off first, then I began to undo the buckle of my belt and take off my trousers when I felt my dick twitch in my pants.

Fuck no. Now was not the time.

I groaned as I dragged myself to the shower. There was nothing more than I could think of except Carter. The way I fell into his lap and the way his hand rested on my waist. I would be lying if I said it hadn't turned me on. Only for me to ruin it this night just because I could sit in the fucking car.

As the shower droplets hit my skin, my dick became harder. The feeling of the warm wet drops turned me on even more. I couldn't help it. I began to stroke myself down there slowly and carefully. Images of Carter being naked filled my mind.

I imagined myself sliding down from his lap and digging my head between them. Having his long form in my throat. I stroked myself faster as the images in my head turned me on even more.

What the hell was I doing? This was Carter Vale, my professor. Liam’s elder brother.

I stoked harder and faster, this time, images of me riding Carter’s cock filled my head. I couldn't help it anymore and jets of cum began to splurge out of me. Once I was done, I quickly rinsed off the nastiness and walked out of the shower.

I picked up my phone to see that Maya had called me. I called her back quickly.

“Hey”

“Hey, so how was the date with the professor” she cooed.

“It wasn't a date Maya” I groaned. I had texted Maya earlier when I went to Carter’s office to tell her I wouldn't be free for the rest of the day.

“It sounded like one”

“Well it wasn't”

“Okay.. So what did you and hot professor do?”

“We didn't do anything much, I helped him grade a few papers..”

“And….???”

“And nothing Maya. I graded papers and he offered me a ride home” I left out the part about stopping at his firm and witnessing the darkest side of our professor.

“That's all??” she asked “You didn't fuck each other?”

“No”

“You didn't even share a kiss?”

“No Maya, I don't even think he would think of me that way”

“But you sure do think of him that way huh?” I could imagine her winking. Maya had a way of teasing and it always worked.

“Maya!!”

“What?” she whined.

“Stop it. You don't see me talking about your love life like that” she let out a loud laugh.

“You must be joking”

“You definitely don't remember teasing me back in first year huh. Well that's a story for another day” I was definitely glad she didn't pester on the topic. But it was a funny one. Let's say Maya’s first college crush was a big flop.

“I just wanted to get some tea about hot professor but I guess you're holding back now” she added.

“No I'm not. There's really no tea”

“If you say so”

“Good night Maya”

“Good night Eli” and with that she ended the call.

I stared at the phone in my hand and an idea popped into my head, it wasnt the most brilliant but I was going to do it anyway.

I scrolled to find Carter’s number and I typed a full on apology paragraph. I wanted him to know I did not mean to disobey or interrupt him at his firm.

The moment I clicked the send button, my chest started to hurt. I wondered if he would even reply.

Within a minute, he had read the message. I could see the three dots that showed he was typing but yet nothing.

And just then my phone buzzed in my hand.