Chance Encounters Ch. 02

Hi everyone! I know you all have waited for this one a little bit. Sorry things got a little busy on my end. Hope you enjoy this chapter! The story is no longer from two perspectives since the other person writing with me has not been in contact. I would like to thank Dogwatch, Bluespark, Lustful_Intentions and satisfy for helping me edit the story.

- Kitty

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The semester dragged on as usual with assignments, tests and midterms taking up most of my time. While I didn't have much time to focus on my usual hobbies of reading or painting or the occasional movie at the theatre, I did make sure to keep myself occupied on Lit. I loved taking photos in the everyday clothes I had and the attention I would receive from them. I did read most of the messages I got but my conversations with Ian were usually the ones I would look forward to. He wasn't like the usual guys who just wanted a quick fix to fuel their masturbation fantasies. He wanted to know about me and he knew how to have a real conversation.

To some extent he reminded me of Dr. Stephens. Often I would imagine it being him I was talking to. The idea that he knew his innocent little student was posting such suggestive photos of herself on an erotic forum was more than enough to fuel the naughty fantasies that left me breathless almost every night. The thought of being bent over on his desk in front of him while he spanked me for being such a bad girl was enough to drive me over the edge numerous times.

I had to finally give up wearing skirts and cute blouses for thick sweaters and warm leggings as the weather got colder. I was searching through my closet one day and found a really cute sweater dress that I had not worn in a while. As I tried it on in front of the mirror I was proud to see how well it fit me now, hugging curves in all the right places. A sly grin crept up on my face as I once again pulled out my laptop and took some photos to put up on my thread.

I uploaded the photos with a quick comment and a few minutes later I noticed a message from Ian. I bit my lower lip as I felt a warmth spreading out from the core of my body...I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I read the message:

"Hey princess,

Hope your day went well! That sweater dress looks so wonderful on you. The way it shows off the flare of your hips and barely covers your sweet little ass is just irresistible. I wish I was standing behind you in that last photo...slowly pulling that pink thong lower and lower to reveal the wonderful treasure it hides. If only I could trace that treasure with the tip of my fingers, my tongue...

I'm going to be thinking about you tonight princess and all the things I want to do to you. Hope you have a great night"

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I imagined what that would feel like. I closed my eyes and let the images run through my head. I could almost feel his hot breath on the soft skin of my ass as he caressed it slowly, the feeling of his skin against mine making me whimper. His hands reaching up under the sweater to pull on the waistband of the thong...tugging at the fabric to slip it down my legs and off my body. His breath now tickling the most sensitive spot on my body. I could feel his fingers lightly tracing the soft outer lips...taking his time...teasing me and making me want more as I thrust my hips back. I turn my head around to whisper something incoherent...and that was when I saw Dr. Stephen's blue eyes staring right back at me...his lips curved in a smirk.

I was startled as my brain processed that image. Why did Ian's messages always remind me of Dr. Stephens? As I lay on my bed thinking about this fantasy I noticed that my room was now covered in a blanket of darkness and I had spent the last half an hour with my hand down my panties. Sighing I got up from my bed and rebooted my laptop as I still had not replied to Ian's message. Ignoring the five other emails I had received I typed up a quick response to Ian's message:

"Hehe thank you Ian. I haven't worn this sweater in a long time but I think tomorrow is a nice day to bring it out of hiding. I wonder what effect it will have on my professor as I walk into the classroom