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CHAPTER 4: Reality check
Jane awoke to her legs tangled with the honey blonde's. Their heads were on seperate pillows with hips and bellies still pressed tightly together. The student didn't want to move away but needed to use the bathroom. When she returned to the warmth of the bed, she sat next to the doctor who was still sleeping, and raked her eyes over her older lover's body. The sheet barely covered the professor, exposing most of her ass, her whole left side and hip, and her incredible breasts.
As she stared longingly at the peaceful face before her, she heard a noise coming from downstairs. Was that the front door? She heard what sounded like keys dropping onto a hard surface and the clicking of heels.
"Honey? I'm home." A female's sing song voice called from the bottom of the stairs.
Oh shit! Fuck! Shaking Maura's arm, she whispered fiercely, "Hey, hey, there's someone downstairs. She's callin' you honey?"
The voice downstairs got closer, "Maura?"
Maura opened her eyes but made no effort to respond except to roll onto her back, both breasts exposed still and said, "It's my wife."
Freaking out at the response from the doctor and the lack of movement following the revelation, Jane asked, "Your wife? Are you kidding?" How the fuck is she so calm?
Still not moving from her vulnerable position, Maura yelled out, "Up here!"
Jane jumped out of bed in a panic, "What the fuck are you doin'?" Frantically trying to pull her clothes on, "Shhhit" She couldn't move fast enough.
Maura sat up and pulled the sheet to somewhat cover her nude state. She started laughing at Jane's panic, covering her mouth at her almost uncontrollable giggle.
A tall, beautiful redhead, dressed in an expensive business skirt and matching jacket, stood in the doorway to the bedroom, "Who's this?" She raised her eyes in amusement.
Turning to the redhead, "Welcome home" Maura replied in a cheerful tone.
Walking further into the room, the impeccably dressed woman gave Maura a hello kiss on the cheek then looked up to make eye contact with Jane, "What's wrong with her? Why does she look so stressed? She shouldn't be after the time I'm sure you just gave her" She finished with a knowing smirk.
"Meet Jane, or do you prefer Jay?" Maura introduced the stressed out cop who was frozen with only a bra on and her jeans hanging undone around her hips. Without waiting for a reply, she continued, "I told her you're my wife" She giggled again and the other woman joined in.
"Oh lord, Maura. You've scared the shit out of her." They were both staring, amused at the brunette. "Don't worry, gorgeous. I'm not really her wife. I call out 'Honey, I'm home' every time I walk through the front door. She was just messing with you!" The redhead moved closer to the still stunned student and held out her hand, "Adrianne Forbes. It's nice to meet you, Jane. Or was it Jay?"
What the fuck just happened? She was messing with me? That's bullshit. Snap out of it! "Uh, whatever, I, uh, I answer to both." Jane shook the woman's hand briefly and moved to finish doing up her pants. She was silently fuming at the joke but relaxed considerably since learning the truth.
Adrianne turned around and as she was leaving the room, grabbed Maura's attention, "How old is she? She's exquisite" She whispered, fanning herself comically, "I'll be in my room. Come and fill me in when you're done" Exiting the room as swiftly as she came in, she left the blonde and brunette in silence.
Jane finished buttoning up her jeans and searched the room for her shirt. Locating it at the foot of the bed, she leaned over to grab it.
Maura , watching her intently, finally spoke, "I'm sorry, Jane." There wasn't much remorse in her voice and she pursed her lips together, trying not to crack a smile.
"Yeah, whatever. You're fucking hilarious." Jane sarcastically stated as she pulled her shirt over her head. Once she was clothed she took another look at the blonde, still sitting on the bed half covered with a sheet. She glanced down at a breast peeking out, the rosy nipple looking as soft as she knew it to be. Ah, damn. I can't stay mad at that. She looked back up into amused hazel eyes. Feeling less pissed but a little deflated, she moved towards the doorway to leave. I'm not hangin' 'round if I'm just a joke to her. "I'll see ya in class, Doc."
Still amused but knowing she needed to fix the situation, Maura pouted and took on a slightly pleading tone, "Oh Jane, come on? I'm truly sorry. Don't leave." She swung her bare legs over the edge of the bed in the direction of the doorway where the cop had stopped with her back turned to her. She was encouraged by the student's lack of movement. She stood and walked up behind Jane and pressed her bare front to Jane's back and wrapped her arms around the trim waist. Tilting her head up and kissing a shoulder, she swept the brunette's hair to one side and spoke seductively into her ear, "Come on, lover, come back to bed." She finished her request with a gentle slightly open mouthed kiss to the side of a long neck.
Losing herself quickly to the feeling, Jane groaned, "Mmmmmm" Her neck was a serious weakness. She turned in the blonde's arms and put her hands on either side of the professor's neck and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Tongues exploring and tasting once again, Jane pulled back as abruptly as she began. "It's all good. I'm not upset but, uh, I gotta go. I have class in a couple of hours." She regretfully said as she pulled the doctor in for one more kiss. And then another. And another. I'm addicted. Can't get enough. She needs to put some clothes on, now, before she's responsible for me skipping class. She finally pulled away and took a step back, "Umm, you should put some clothes on." She averted her eyes to the floor only to be distracted by smooth legs, again. Her eyes travelled up the perfect body until they reached her new favourite objects.
Maura repeated her statement from the previous evening in the same amused tone, "My eyes are up here." She really wasn't bothered though. It was the first time that she had felt appreciated and wanted in such a long time. "Are you hungry?"
Dark brown eyes met hazel again. "Uhhhhh, whaa? Can you please put some damn clothes on?" Unable to focus, she smiled as the doctor moved into her walk-in-wardrobe and grabbed another silk robe. Her face dropped the smile, "Uh, no. That's not gonna cut it. Put some real clothes on. I'll, uh, just head downstairs and wait." Shaking her head, Jane backed out of the doorway, turned into the hallway, and headed downstairs.
Putting on a pair of yoga pants and a dark green, loose knit sweater that slipped slightly off one shoulder, Maura made her way down the stairs. She spotted Jane sitting on a stool at the large kitchen island. "Are you hungry?" She queried again. "I can make you something before class."
"Ummm, sure." Can she get any more perfect? Jane started fidgeting.
"Ok." Maura kept an eye on the suddenly awkward looking brunette as she started to put together the ingredients for a simple vegetable omelette. The sounds from the doctor's movements around the kitchen were the only ones heard for the next ten minutes.
With the blonde's back to her, Jane cleared her throat and finally broke the silence, "So, uh, what happens now?" She couldn't believe how nervous she was about the answer. She had convinced herself that she would be cool about leaving the doctor's house and not think about having sex with her again. Yeah right! As if I could ever forget about having sex with her. Best damn thing to ever happen to me.
"What would you like to happen?"
"Uh, well… Like you said, I'm not, uh, supposed to fraternise with my professors but…" Jane wasn't sure if she should finish her sentence.
"But?" Maura turned around and put a plate in front of Jane. A gourmet vegetable omelette sitting perfectly, topped with garnish and all.
Honesty is usually the best policy, isn't it? "I don't wanna stop seeing you…" Oh man, I sound like a clingy loser.
Maura looked into the dark, brilliant eyes of her student. "You'll see me over the next thirteen weeks that are left of this semester." She could be a smart ass too when she wanted to. What do I want to do with this situation? She was having a major internal battle of logic and reason versus the connection she felt to the young cop. Her face didn't relay her struggle at all. She was a pro at hiding her emotions.
"You know that's not what I mean!" Jane was annoyed at the doctor's calm composure. This really is a joke to her. I'm just gonna be blunt. I got nothin' to lose. Raising her husky voice even more, she stated her case, "I don't wanna stop fucking you. I, uh, don't give a damn about the professor/student fraternisation policy. It's bullshit!" She sat staring intensely at the blonde. Her mother always told her that she had a serious problem with wearing her emotions on her sleeve. She blamed the Italian blood running through her veins.
Maura was completely charmed and entertained by the passionate outburst of the young woman. She was coming to realise that Jane was the complete opposite to her. Not the response I expected from an officer of the law but I'm certainly not complaining. "Well, why didn't you just say so?" Not expecting an answer, she motioned towards the food as she handed Jane a knife and fork to eat with, "Mange s'il te plait" She gave the brunette a full dimpled smile. Watching her student frown at what she had spoken, she couldn't help but tease a little more, "You're very sexy when you're confused. All I said was, please eat. You don't want it to get cold." She turned around to clean up the small mess that her cooking had created.
I guess that's the end of that discussion? Picking up the fork, Jane tasted the best omelette she'd ever had. Yep, she's perfect.
"Bon appétit" The blonde doctor watched the brunette almost inhale her food. Realising what a pig she was being, Jane slowed down to chew and looked up at the professor.
"So, is this a, uh, regular occurrence for you?"
Maura scoffed at the question. "What? Someone eating breakfast at my kitchen counter?" Again, she eluded the real meaning of Jane's question.
Raising an eyebrow in disbelief, Jane continued to maintain eye contact and kept eating. She wasn't going to clarify her question to the intelligent woman. She knew the doctor understood what she was asking.
With a look that Jane couldn't quite interpret, Maura shrugged her shoulders. "No, I've never slept with a student before but I don't usually lack in sexual partners… However, since moving, I haven't had much time for company." Why am I divulging information about my personal life to a student? Ok, so she is also my lover now, but… She didn't even know how to process what she was feeling or why she felt the need to explain anything beyond answering the cop's question.
"Oh, uh, ok." Jane was stumped about how to respond. She just thanked God that she was one of those partners and would continue to be, if she had interpreted their conversation correctly.
"I'm going to shower. Feel free to join me or make sure you lock the door on your way out." She winked at Jane as she walked away. Stopping at the bottom of the stairs, she turned back to the curly haired brunette, "and i'll be in my office later this afternoon if…" she paused briefly to look Jane up and down, leaving no question as to what she was implying, "…you'd like to stop by?"
With that said, Maura turned back around and ascended the stairs to take a shower.
Jane quickly finished her meal, washed up, and let herself out the front door. The temptation to take the blonde up on her offer of joining her in the shower almost won, but she had to make up for the classes she had missed the previous week. She did think of one thing, as she was leaving, that she should have discussed with her professor. Damn, she's my professor. How the fuck do we navigate this at school?