The Professor And The Admirer - Sex Stories

The Professor And The Admirer

... I send a text back, telling her that I'm glad she's recovering. When I get to the store, there is a line halfway down the block. I had no idea so many people would show up. It makes me happy for Steven. The line is slow, but eventually I make it into the store. Shockingly, they have many seats available for everyone, as we all settle in, I notice Steven at the large desk in front of us. He shoots me a smile, causing me to blush as I wave to him. With everyone settled in, I can see the Professor hat go on, and he begins. He talks about his previous books for a moment, talking about why he decided to write a book about living healthy and why. That both his parents died at a young age, due to living an unhealthy lifestyle. That is why he chooses to take care of his body as best he can. He knows this isn't his typical kind of book, but hopes people will still enjoy it nevertheless. He wants to reach as many people as he can. He tells us that even though he takes care of his body, that it is okay to still have fun. “You can even have a beer or two. In fact, I had a few with a lovely lady just last night at the hotel. She was great company and seemed to fancy my accent for some reason.” His eyes grazed over the audience and stopped at me, smiling. The ladies in the crowed all giggled, murmuring about how sexy a British accent truly is. I don't say anything, blushing deeply enough that I feel as though my skin is going to be set on fire. After the reading, people line up to get ...

... signed copies of his book. Once it is my turn, Steven has two copies ready for me. “Here, I did these this morning for you and your professor. Just tell me what his name is, so I can personalize it for him.” “Professor Edward Howard. You have no idea how much this is going to mean to him. You're kind, thank you.” “It is my pleasure, Paisley. I'm pleased to do it. For the both of you.” Not wanting to take too much of his time, I snap a photo of him and I, before taking my books and roaming the book shelves for a short while. I find a few books I might enjoy, also buying something for Zoey. It'll give her something to read as she is resting. Before leaving, I wave at Professor Matthew, he waves back, between talking to other people. It is almost five by the time I get back to the hotel. I look at the copy of the book he signed for me, but notice there is a note tucked into the book. I had a really nice time talking to you last night, Paisley, I'd love to see you tonight. Could you come to my room, around nine? I'm in the Executive Suite. Steve xx Lost for words, but feeling the core of my sexual needs screaming at me, I want to go running up there now. For all I know, he doesn't want that at all, but maybe he does? I don't usually allow myself to sleep with random men, but I've had a crush on this man for years. He is, in his own sense, a celebrity and if he wants to fuck, I'm game. The next few hours drag by like molasses, I order dinner up to my room this time. Having something ...