"What the hell? Cristina, that is not funny!" He was in shock.
"I'm not joking." She stated, shaking her head.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" He took a deep breath with his hands on his hips. "Why the hell would you do this!" He yelled.
"I just... I didn't know it would be that... rough."
"You could have told me!" He was really angry.
"Then you would have said no."
"Damn right I would have! Cristina, seriously. Please tell me this is a joke."
Then there was a knock on the door. A handsome young man stepped in. "Hey, I'm looking for..." He forgot about the sentence when he saw Cristina crying. "Oh my god honey, what's wrong?" He rushed to hug her.
Cristina held firmly onto him. "Don't worry, I'm okay. I'll explain everything later."
"Okay. My car is int the parking lot, so I will just wait for you in there if you have something important to discuss?" The young man glanced at Owen.
"Okay. I'll meet you there. Love you." She replied to this stranger.
"I love you too." He gave a kiss on her forehead, and left.
Owen was very confused by now. "Who was that?"
"Oh that's James." Cristina said shyly, her eyes on the floor.
"Well who is this James?" Owen enquired.
"James is umm... James is my brother."
"Okay then. I think you should leave now." He said.
She could feel the angry tone in his voice. "Owen can't we just..."
"No. Leave. I don't want to have anything to do with you unless it's school related." He said with his professional voice.
She left quietly, not wanting to piss him off any more than she already had. But what she didn't know was that he was hurt.
He was extremely hurt. He was mad at himself, for letting her into his life and letting her seduce him. He was also mad at himself because he had cheated on his wife. He felt bad about taking his students virginity, and he also regretted the way he did it, even though he didn't know that it was her first time.
But he was also extremely mad at her. She was the one who started this. She seduced him, told him to take her and begged him to fuck her. She begged. Why the hell would she do this? Why would she ask for that if she was a virgin?
He desperately needed to know her secret agenda. She was hiding something. He didn't know anything about her, they were basically strangers who just happened to share their bodies together on one dark night. She was a total mystery to him, and he really wanted to figure her out.
The weekend passed in a jiffy. Emma finally returned home. She had been gone for almost a week, although she said she'd be only gone for a few days. But something was different with her. She didn't demand sex anymore, like she used to do a week ago.
"Honey, has something happened?" Owen asked from Emma, wondering what her happy mood was all about.
"What do you mean?" She smiled happily.
"You just seem... happier."
"Yeah probably because I got to spend seven days in a five star hotel all by myself." She replied with a wink, and gave him a peck on the cheek.
Wait? Was that all? Was everything okay now? Because this didn't change the fact that their sex life was gone. He had no idea what he should do next.
And soon it was Monday again. He really hoped that he wouldn't have to see Cristina today. And he thought that his wish came true, until he was ready to go, already packing his stuff in his office.
She entered the room with a sultry smile on her face. "Hello there professor Hunt." She said with a seductive tone in her voice.
"Cristina, you need to stop that right now. This is not funny. I'm serious." He crossed his arms.
"No you're not. Let me suck your dick." She said, grinning, and crossed the room so she could stand very close to him.
"Woah! What the hell Cristina? What is wrong with you? First you are seducing me, then you beg me to fuck you, then you start crying because you're telling me you are a virgin and then you try to seduce me again? What the fuck do you want?"
"Can't we just..." she tried to speak but he cut her sentence before she could finish it.
"What the fuck do you want?!" He shouted.
"I want a better grade." She said calmly, looking at his, directly to his eyes.
"Are you... I just can't believe this, Cristina. You are ready to ruin a marriage for a better grade? I can believe that you were actually a virgin, but I can't believe that you would do all this trouble just because of one grade. Did you ever consider the possibility that maybe you could just study harder?"
"Yeah. But I just thought that this would be much easier."
"Are you serious? Do you realize that you just probably ended my marriage? And what would the school board think about this?"
"C'moon they..."
But he didn't let her speak. "And have you thought about your family?" He was standing very close now, as he reached to cup her face with his right hand.
"What about my family?" She asked, her voice slightly cracking.
"How would they feel if I told him that I tied you to my bed and fucked the shit out of you with my big dick? Huh?" He's voice was deep and he spoke slowly. On purpose.
Oh god. She didn't know if she should be disgusted or turned on. She stayed quiet.
He's hands moved to her hips, he pulled her close to him, so she could feel his gorgeous body. "How would they feel if I told him that it was too big for you? That you couldn't handle it, but you looked so innocent and sexy when you were begging for it so I didn't want to stop."
"Please stop." She looked down.
"And how much you screamed when you came and how tightly your pussy clenched around my dick while was still inside of you."
"Please let me go." She tried to get his hand off of her, but he was holding onto her too tight.
"And I would also tell them how you came to my office, took off your clothes and started playing with your wet pussy right in front of my eyes on my desk. And how I got so turned on that I wanted to taste you. And then I'd mention how much I enjoyed it all. Is that what you want me to do?"
"No."
"Then leave. I don't want trouble. You are just my student and nothing ever happened between the two of us." He let go of her and returned back to his chair behind the desk.
"Please, we can..."
"And you are still getting the B."
"I'll tell everyone that you abused me." She tried to fight back.
"Go ahead. I'd love to tell your dad how much you enjoyed it." He laughed with a big grin on his face.
She stormed out.
Owen wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel. He felt like she was the one who caused this. Did he take her virginity or did she give her virginity to him? He understood why she didn't mention that she was a virgin.
He spend two whole days wondering if he should talk to her. In fact, he had no idea how she felt. She had told him her version of the story, but he wasn't so sure that he believed every word she said. So what was her deal? What did she really want? She was a mystery to him.
He saw noticed her again on Friday morning. He couldn't hold back anymore, he had to say something. She was walking down the hallway until she was pulled into the janitors closet, hoping that no one noticed that or might get in trouble.
"You told me two like four days ago that you don't wan't to have anything to do with me?" She questioned her actions.
"Yeah and you said that you would tell everyone that I abused you, I guess that we're all liars here."
"What do you want?"
"I just think that I should apologize to you."
"I'm all ears."
"I'm really sorry how I handled it all. Are you okay? Like physically?"
"Yeah I'm okay. I was a bit sore the day after it but I'm okay now. Really."
"I'm glad to hear that. It really wasn't my intention to hurt you. I should have been more careful. I'm not usually like that, you know... with my wife."
"Like what?"
"Well, for example, I have never tied her to the headboard. She's not into that kinda stuff..."
"You know, I actually would have loved it if I hadn't been my first time." She said with a magnetic smile. "I'm into that kinda stuff." She whispered to his ear, and left a kiss on his neck, right under his ear.
She left the closet right after that. Now he was confused again. How did she do that? How did she just forget about the world and think that nothing else mattered than the two of them?
On their afternoon class, he could finally concentrate on his work again, since she was absent.
But when he was once again sitting in his office, his mind started racing. Where was she? Why wasn't she attending? Was something wrong?
That was when she once again stormed into his office.
'Oh god, I don't even want to know where this is going...' he thought.
"You missed the class. Where were you?" He decided to speak, because she stayed silent, sitting on the sofa, just staring at the wall.
He got up from behind his desk. He walked next her to the couch, and sat next to her.
"You know, my mom died last year." She buried her head to her hands, so that her elbows were on her thighs.
"I'm so sorry I didn't..."
"Don't be. I hated her."
He had know idea what he was supposed to say, or if he should just stay quiet.
She continued talking, so he decided to go with option number two.
"It was last year. Breast cancer. It was bad. She struggled with it for two years. Then she beat it. Then it came back and took her. But I hated her. She always wanted me to marry this man I have known since I was like eight years old. He's nice, you know, but I didn't love him. He was my mom's best friend's son, and they lived right across the street. My mom was also so religious. She always told me that I have to wait until I get married or I will end up in hell or something else like that. I really hated her so much, and I don't even know how that is possible, since she was my mother. I really hope that she knows everything I have done."
"So you wanted to fuck me because it's against the rules?"
"Maybe."
"Okay."
"I'm going to go now."
"Well, I'll be here. I still have to check my emails."
She gave him a glance and exited his office.
'Well, that didn't go as I thought I would have.' He thought.
He figured that he could check his emails when he got home. He took his briefcase and left the office. He got out of the building, and saw something he certainly did not expect. Cristina kissing someone, like ten feet away. He identified the man to be James. He didn't think that James was her brother since they were practically eating each other's faces.
Owen cleared his throat, so he would get their attention. He wanted to know who this man really was. They stopped kissing when they heard someone, thinking that their makeout session might disturb someone.
She turned her face to her professor, her face was petrified.
Owen had a big smile on his face, hiding his pain. He offered his hand to the young man. "I think that I should introduce myself. Professor Owen Hunt."
The young man shook his hand. "Professor Hunt! I think Cristina has a secret crush on you, she can't stop talking about you. I'm James Morrison, Cristina's fiancé."
