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The Professor Pt11
Waiting at my gate I am filled with so much emotion. Love, fulfillment, sadness and excitement. It’s sad to be leaving a friend but I’m excited to be reunited with my one true love. I’m also super excited to see my babies. My emotions are going into overdrive, so much so that I begin to cry. The professor asks if he can text me until I board my flight. I tell him that of course it is ok. I thank him for the time we spent together and for taking me on this trip. The Professor thanks me for taking the time to come with him. I say a final good-bye and let him know that I will message ok when I arrive. I have a layover on my trip home and it feels like it takes forever. I just want to be in my hubby’s arms.
The plane lands in Cleveland. I text hubby that I have landed and make my way to baggage and then to my waiting hubby. As I exit the airport, there he is! My man, my heart and my rock. I can’t contain myself and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him loving the way his hands feel around my waist. The excitement from the car is unreal. Everyone is so happy to see me and to have me home, I am just as happy to be home. We settle back into our routine. Nap time for the kids as soon as we get back home.
Hubby and I take full advantage of nap time. We make love, sweet passionate and carnal love. Hubby pleasing me in every way possible. I lose track of my orgasms. I’m happy to be his and with my hubby. My hubby sadly has to work the night I return. I wish he could stay home with me. His next day off cannot come soon enough. The Professor and I continue to talk everyday and plan our next adventure. The Professor suggests an Obstacle Course race with all of us. We start to train to be ready for this intense race adventure.
In the three weeks between visits from The Professor, we try to be more platonic. Gradually trying to change the dynamic of our friendship. Hubby and I become increasingly worried about the well being of The Professors own marriage and really have grown to love him and his family. This platonic thing is much tougher then I thought. The Professor and I both love the art of teasing. I keep telling him how much fun it is going to be to tease him. Knowing that he can look but can’t touch for this race because my step daughter is joining us for the race.
We continue to talk about everyday things. We truly have a great friendship. I long to continue this friendship, It has always felt like we knew each other for years and that is such a rare quality. When you find a relationship like that you want to keep it and nurture it. The week of the race is intense. I am nervous and excited. The Professor offers to make the trip down a day early so that My hubby and I can have an actual date night. That is true friendship right there. We are super excited for this opportunity to spend time together outside of our home, just the two of us. We decided to stay close and went to a local wine bar. I dress to the nines wearing a tight black dress with nothing on underneath. Black heals on, makeup on and hair done.
The Professor, bless his heart put the kids to bed. Hubby and I leave and go to the wine bar. Once at the bar we enjoy some great food and delicious wine. There was an Elvis impersonator there that night. We were inside and didn’t get to see him but the atmosphere was electric. Hubby and I started scheming on how we were going to tease The Professor when we returned from our date. After dessert we made our way back home. The Professor was surprised that we returned so soon, Hubby and I like to be home and have fun just being there. I slipped off my shoes and asked my hubby to make drinks for all three of us. My hubby turns on the music and the dance floor lights that hang over our bar.
The three of us are chatting about the kids and how they went to sleep. The Professor asked us about our date. I thanked The Professor again for giving my hubby and I this time away, just the two of us. I also reminded The Professor that he was not going to be able to play, as we are still practicing being platonic. With every look, wink, laugh, playful touch my hubby yells, “PLATONIC” all night long. I think my hubby has The Professor on edge and boy it is so much fun watching The Professor squirm The power is definitely in my hands and I’m trying really hard to be nice. Hubby and I joke about taking The Professor to the local strip club the following night. We tease The Professor about having the girls dance with him on stage. The Professor giggles, blushes and repeatedly says “NO”. We are having too much fun at The Professor’s expense.
The music is playing and I begin to dance and my black dress doesn’t stay on long. I run upstairs and change into my Cavs pajamas and return to dancing. I don’t miss a beat, dropping low and really getting into the music. The strip club continues to be a huge topic of discussion. The Professor asks me if I would ever consider dancing at one, even if it is just for one night. The thought has crossed my mind, One: just to say that I have done it. Two: IO also know that I would be damn good at it, “Make it rain bitches” I say. I also tell The Professor that I would do it only if he was there to see. The Professor follows this up by asking me if I could actually dance in stripper heals. “Of course I can” I reply and head back upstairs to put on my stripper heals. The heals are hot pink and black, just my style.
I begin to dance in my pajamas and my stripper heals. Shaking my ass as if I was on stage at the strip club. This puts The Professor on edge, telling my hubby how sexy, beautiful and sensual I am. All the while I am just dancing away, giggling and having a grand ole time. It is getting late and we decide to go to bed. I give The Professor a kiss on the cheek and tell him to sleep well. My hubby and I head upstairs to our bedroom where we have some amazing sex. My hubby tries to be as loud as possible so The Professor hears from the guest room on the first floor. My hubby pounds me so good, filling me up. Afterwards we crash on the bed with my hubby holding me and drift to sleep.
The next morning was just as fun. We are in our daily routine and The Professor decides to make hubby and I breakfast. The Professor is really making himself at home and has become a dear friend. The Professor accompanies the family while we go shopping to pick up last minute things for the big race tomorrow. The Professor buys some books for the kids, I absolutely love how he treats the kids, he truly is an uncle to them. This platonic thing is really hard but I realize how important it is to transition our relationship. Having a more normal relationship can open up more opportunities with The Professor and the goal is to have both of our families as close friends, something both The Professor and I really want to accomplish. I must admit, we haven’t been completely platonic. We have been sneaking kisses here and there, just a peck but that has to suffice. Night falls, we go to bed early as we have to wake up really early for the big race. Another day of a platonic relationship down! We made it through the hard part. Stay tuned for part 12!