ProfNigma Stories #3: Carousel Nights #3 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #3: Carousel Nights #3

... appetite was about to disappear, "Yeah, tell me." "Jade was late… she, and me for the last day or so, thought she might be pregnant." Sam's fist flew across the table in a flash, and barely made it to Freddie's face before stretching out into a slap. "What the fuck were you thinking?" she shouted, earning glances and glares from across the restaurant. Lowering her voice, she continued, "Seriously? She made you so stupid that you did the dumbest thing imaginable? You realise the kinda shit that could do to your life, right?" "I know, Sam… it was a weird situation, but it is all in the clear. We are ok, and she's not pregnant. So now, we are just hanging out." Sam stared at Freddie for what felt like an hour, her mind racing and bl*od boiling. She wanted to hate him, and she wanted to punch him in his stupid little cute face again, but she just couldn't. Honestly, she had to give him credit that he came clean about so much. And while she believed without a shadow of a doubt that he slept with Jade, she couldn't bring herself to ask him about it, fearing she'd be right. "So, are you gonna eat anything, Benson?" "Nah… I'm probably going to have a big dinner and I've been snacking today. Was that an invitation to join you?" "I'm not chasing you away, I guess. If you wanna sit here and watch me stuff my face, have at it." Freddie laughed to himself, happy that Sam was warming back up to him. He knew it would be a little while before things were normal between them, but this was a ...

... good start. The two sat in relative silence until Sam finished, and, after downing her orange soda, she stood up and started walking out. Freddie got up and teed to catch up with her, but she wasn't showing any sign of slowing down for him. When he got to the top of the stairs, he saw Sam standing by a classroom door, waiting for him. "So, I take it you actually waited for me?" Freddie said, cocking his eyebrows. "Maybe I was waiting for you to get up to the top of the stars so I could push you down them." "If that was what you were planning, Puckett, you would have been at the top of the stairs, not down this hallway." Sam punched his shoulder, "You're lucky you're cute... other than that, you are just an insufferable jackass." Freddie laughed for a moment, and then took a deep breath. "Sam... I gotta talk to you about something." Come up with more stuff to confess about?" "Ha... No... I’ve been thinking about our conversation from the other night... about us." "What about 'us'?" she said, using air quotes. Freddie leaned against the wall, not sure how to see what he needed to say. "Look, I might have been too hasty about saying that we could only be friends." "Fucking finally," Sam said, charging at Freddie and grabbing his face to kiss him deeply. He accepted her tongue into his mouth for a moment until he stopped her short. "What now?" "Just listen, ok? I need to say something, and if you want to still do... that with me, I won't dare stop you, deal?" "Whatever... deal," ...