Chapter 1

• Narrated by Luciana.
• I arrived at the campus carrying a box, my other things would arrive later, when my brother came to drop them off. There was a bit of a commotion, people were coming and going with their things, settling into what would be their new dormitories. At that moment, I got a little distracted, which caused me to bump into someone.
• "Excuse me," a deep and seductive voice said to me. I diverted my gaze towards this person, and I found the man of my wet dreams, it was my friend's father: Mr. Brown, with dark hair, blue eyes, a muscular chest, and strong arms, he was much more handsome than the last time I had seen him, I even soaked my panties just by looking at him.
• "Hello, Mr. Brown," I greeted him.
• "Hello, let me help you," he replied, taking the box, his hand brushed against mine. My heart skipped a beat and temptation ran through my whole body. "Ericka is already settled in the room, I came to help her with the things," he mentioned as we walked down the hallway. Once we arrived, I saw my friend. I hugged her immediately, feeling guilty for desiring her father, but I couldn't help it, I fell in love with him instantly when I met him. I knew he didn't see me the same way, he was the same age as his daughter, he never hinted at anything and I never caught him looking at me with other intentions, so that desire would be forgotten. He was a widower and a successful lawyer. According to my friend, he went out with women from time to time, he was a bit careful with his personal life, maybe he didn't want to set a bad example for Ericka. "It's time for me to go," he mentioned. "Take care, I love you," he said to Ericka, giving her a kiss on her forehead. At that moment, I wished to feel his lips on my skin, just imagining it made me wet, I always daydreamed when it came to Mr. Brown. "Goodbye Luciana," he pronounced my name so deliciously that it sent shivers down my spine.
• I could only say a slight goodbye, then he simply left the room. I stood there watching him leave like a silly, lovestruck fool.
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• The first few weeks were really tiring, some teachers were very strict and difficult to deal with. Ericka and I were studying Psychology, we made some friends, especially I made a friendship with a guy named Edwin, my friend told me that he liked me, that it was noticeable in his gaze, but I didn't want a relationship at the moment. The general psychology class had ended, I left the classroom with some of our new classmates. While Ericka headed back to the dorm to take a shower, as she had a date with one of the guys she had met. Her blonde hair and beautiful face always caught the attention of the guys, on the contrary, my brown hair and light eyes were not as impressive as hers. I didn't consider myself as pretty as Ericka.
• "I was thinking that maybe we could go out for a meal together at some point," Edwin said to me a little nervously.
• "Of course," I replied kindly.
• "Great," he said happily.
• I wasn't sure how I felt about what had just happened. He was nice and quirky, and I think it would be a great solution to release the sexual frustration I was feeling. Although my true desire was to fuck Mr. Brown. My most feasible option for the moment was to go to a sex shop and buy everything that vibrated. When I returned to the dorm, I heard my friend in the shower. I found a bouquet of roses on her desk, I couldn't help but intrude, I opened the card and read it:
• Behave or I'll come give you a spanking.
• Sincerely, Dad
• When I read that part, I wished he would do it to me. I was damn excited, it had been many months without sex and my body was already asking for it. At that moment, Ericka's computer, which was on, started ringing, I could see that it was someone calling. Should I answer? I didn't know whether to do it, it was Ericka's computer. But at the last second, I accepted the call, and when I did, a familiar face reflected on the screen.
• "Hello, darling," Mr. Brown pronounced, thinking it was my friend, his pupils seemed to dilate when he realized the mistake. "Luciana," he said my name.
• "Hello, Mr. Brown. Ericka is in the shower. Do you want me to tell her to call you back after she's done?" I asked, seeing that he looked extremely attractive at that moment with his elegant suit and the first two buttons of his dress shirt unbuttoned. I struggled not to lick the screen at that moment. "Why did his dad have to be so sexy and tempting?" I asked myself mentally.
• "No need, I just wanted to know if the flowers arrived," he asked.
• "Yes, she received them," I confirmed. "By the way, they are very beautiful," I added.
• "Good. I'm glad you liked them too," he mentioned. "Have you also read the card I sent?" he asked, his question rather indicating something else. It was as if he was flirting with me, something I had always desired.
• "Yes," I affirmed, in an exciting way, I could only imagine feeling his strong hands on my butt, spanking me, damn, I was daydreaming again.
• "Ericka mentioned that there was a guy who was in love with you, how is that going?" he suddenly asked, his question caught my attention. Was he really interested in my personal life? I was surprised that my friend had told him something like that, or maybe he asked her.
• "We're just friends," I confirmed.
• "Good, that makes me happy," he replied.
• "Why?" I asked curiously.
• Mr. Brown leaned back in his big office chair, rubbing his neck. He looked tired, probably overworked.
• "Because guys in college just want sex. Besides, you're young and easily manipulated," he replied.
• He was right about that, I was young and manipulable, but here he was thinking about me, but could he be interested in me? I wondered this because of how the conversation was going. It was the first time we had so much contact, in other occasions he just greeted me politely.
• "Well, although he seems very interested in me, and today he asked me out after class," I told him, I wasn't sure if revealing this information would do me any good, but I wanted to try to make a middle-aged man I liked jealous.
• "And what did you say?" he asked, his intense gaze captivating me. Suddenly my mouth went dry, and I wasn't sure if I should be honest or lie.
• "I said yes. He seems like a nice person, has a nice smile, and smells really good," I replied, he listened to me in silence, his lips closed.
• "Do you think he would know how to take care of you the way you need?" he suddenly asked.
• His question caught me off guard. I could hear an underlying message in it. His eyes were burning. He licked his lower lip and rubbed his chin with his thumb. My eyes landed on his lips, then followed his thumb as it moved back and forth. My sex swelled with that movement. All I wanted was for him to put his thumb in my mouth and make me gag as if I were his.
• "I don't think he has the slightest idea of what I want or need," I could respond, the truth came out of my lips. There was a brief pause as his expression darkened.
• "Tell Ericka to call me," he said, hanging up shortly after.
• "Shit!" I said out loud, maybe I had ruined everything.
• I closed the screen and sighed angrily because I didn't know when I would have another chance to talk to him in this way. But what had just happened confirmed to me that he was interested in me, and that gave me a glimmer of hope.