First Time Menage (Forbidden Fantasies #14) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
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“Uh-huh,” I say absently at a pause in Kristy’s speech.

She raises a brow. “I asked if you were ignoring me,” she says.

“Ugh, sorry!” I bury my face in my hands. “I just have a lot on my mind.”

“Well, you’d better figure it out, because class starts in two minutes.”

I nod and dutifully pull out my books. She’s right. I need to get it together. I can’t just moon over those men forever because I’ll never see them again. It’s time to focus on my studies.

Finally, the chatter around us subsides a bit as the door in the back opens and then closes. Our professor must be here. Actually, there are two professors: Scott Mason and Mike Kamp are apparently co-teaching this class. I put my phone down and look up, my mind already beginning to drift away.

But then I sit up, my spine jerking straight like a ramrod. Thank God I didn’t just take another drink of water because I would be spitting it out in shock.

Our professors, Scott Mason and Mike Kamp, are the two men I hooked up with in the sauna yesterday! Oh my god, what do I do now? Their blue eyes gleam as they latch onto me and my cheeks flush because oh shit, Scott and Mike definitely recognize me as well.

5

Scott

“You ready?” Mike asks.

My friend’s office is in the same suite as mine, and he appears in my doorway frequently. He’s holding a steaming cup of coffee and he’s got his bag packed. I run a hand through my hair and take a generous gulp of my own coffee. I didn’t sleep particularly well last night and am feeling it this morning.

“Let me finish my cup of coffee and I’ll let you know,” I say.

Mike laughs. “Fair enough.” He comes into my office and shuts the door. “I’m still thinking about that girl from yesterday. Do you think she’s an NYU student?”

I have definitely considered that. The curvy vixen looked to be in her early 20’s, and there was an innocent air about her, despite what we did. Immediately, my mind’s eye conjures her image: wide dark eyes, curly brown hair, soft fair skin, and thick, delicious thighs. She was absolutely gorgeous and everything about her felt amazing.

“She could be,” I concede, leaning back in my desk chair. “I wouldn’t worry too much about it, though. There are over fifty thousand students on campus.”

“True,” Mike says. “But should we talk about what we’ll do if we do happen to see her?”

I shrug. “Be chill,” I say. “Let her take the lead. Hope she doesn’t tell everyone that she had sex with two professors.”

Mike nods. “I’m not worried,” he says. “I just thought it was worth thinking about. Just in case.”

“Seriously, man,” I say, “we don’t have to worry. There’s no way we’ll see her because this place is fucking huge.”

Of course, we see her less than thirty minutes later. What are the chances?

Astro 1 usually has about fifty students, and this class is no different. Mike and I walk into the classroom about three minutes before class is supposed to start and surreptitiously survey the room. Several groups of students are talking and laughing; some loners are sitting by themselves; and someone at the back of the room is already asleep. Typical.

But in the second row is a beautiful young woman in a yellow sundress that highlights her ample assets. Her dark curly hair is down and her full lips are lightly glossed. She’s talking to a friend sitting next to her and doesn’t notice us right away, but we certainly get an eyeful of her.

“Holy fuck. Is that the girl from yesterday?” Mike asks in a whisper as we stroll in.

I nod. “Definitely.”

“Well, shit.”

“It’s fine,” I say with conviction. “Let’s just focus on getting through the class, and we can decide what to do afterwards. Okay?”

Mike claps me on the shoulder. “Good call. Let’s do it.”

When we stroll to the front, the gorgeous girl sees us, and her eyes go wide as her jaw drops open. Then, she shifts a bit in her seat, as if experiencing our sexcapade yesterday again. Yes, Mike and I are big and no doubt she’s a little uncomfortable the morning after. I grin to myself and then begin with introductions like nothing’s wrong.

“Welcome to Astro 1,” I say. “I’m Professor Scott Mason and this is Professor Mike Kamp. Although I’ve heard this class is colloquially called Star Trek Academy, I assure you that astronomy is much more than tasers and wars with aliens.”

The class titters and the ice is broken. After a few more introductory statements, we begin teaching, and the ninety minutes fly by. Many students look like they expected today’s class to just be a quick explanation of the syllabus, but no such luck. Mike and I may play hard, but we also work hard, and our classes are no joke. We’ve co-taught several courses before and always work well together, serving a balance of light-hearted joking and no-nonsense academic study.



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