Page 32 of Tutor With Benefits

The first part of the week dragged by, and so did most of the morning on Thursday.

But as I sit in class bent over my paper, I can’t help but throw glances toward the three hockey players who are also in the room. The class is full, as usual, but my attention is on the work in front of me, and the three guys I’ve been tutoring for the past week. I don’t know how they’re doing, but I hope they’re doing well.

Well enough to pass anyway.

There isn’t a panicked look on any of their faces like I expected, which I’m taking as a good sign.

We got together again last night to go over the material one more time before the test, and I made sure to tell them the same things they kept telling me whenever we did our tutoring sessions on my end.

“Don’t overthink it. The thing about chemistry is that there are rules that come into play, and if you follow the rules, or apply them as you need to, you can predict the outcome. It’s the same principle scientists use no matter what they’re doing, and it’s how they are able to conduct those experiments and have a good idea of the outcome,” I explained.

“Except we’re not looking to be scientists,” Zach said.

“But you are hoping to stay on the hockey team, and if you want to graduate as the A-team of the Runes, then you’re going to have to do your part here in the classroom,” I told him.

Taylor and Cory both argued the same, but in the end they agreed.

There was no point to arguing about how much they liked doing this or whether it was going to matter after they graduated. What mattered was that right now they had to deal with this so they could stay on the team, and that’s what we were going to focus on.

All morning, I couldn’t get them out of my head.

I both dreaded and looked forward to chemistry, eager to see how they would do.

Professor Hudson is always fast when it comes to grading the papers. If any of the students are able to get their tests handed in while there’s ten minutes or more left in the class, they can count on having their graded papers handed back to them by the time class is done.

Of course, I’m finished with my test first.

I neatly stack up my papers and walk up to the desk, giving her the usual smile as I do. She gives me her normal smile and wink, and I know she’s already thinking of how I’m going to finish at the top of the class again. But for once, I’m more worried about how the others are doing with their work than I care about how I myself did.

I return to my desk and sit in silence, watching the other students without staring at them. I can’t look directly at any of them or make it appear as though I’m paying too much attention to one or the other, or I know I’m going to get talked to by Professor Hudson.

She is very adamant that there aren’t going to be any cheaters in her class, and I know she’s going to watch us all like a hawk to make sure that doesn’t happen. But I also know she trusts me. I’m not the kind of girl to cheat, and I’m not going to give anyone any kind of clue or anything that will help them pass the test.

But for once in my life, I almost wish I could.

I know at the end of the day the three guys all have to do the work themselves.

But I’m looking forward to tomorrow. All I can think about is what it’s going to be like to have sex for the first time, and to give myself to these three in that way. I can’t get that orgasm out of my head, and I know that I want to feel that again.

And again.

No wonder Anna was so free with her sexuality when she and I were roommates.

I didn’t understand it at the time, but now I do, and now I feel excited to explore. I want to know more about myself, even. I want to know the things that make me really get off, and the ways I can make it happen. I have touched myself a few times over the past few days, just like Zach told me to, but I don’t feel like I’m getting off as strongly as I did when he was going down on me.

And I can only imagine what it’s going to be like when I finally have them inside me.

I have an ache between my legs at the mere thought of it, and that leaves me with even more anticipation about what it’s going to be like when the time finally comes. Right now, I only have to worry about getting through the rest of today. Tomorrow is going to be filled with the dates they promised they would take me on, and tomorrow night, I’m sure the time is right for me to finally give up my virginity.

And I can’t wait for that to happen.

I’m so lost in thought I nearly jump out of my chair in surprise when I notice Zach walk right past me. He’s got his papers in hand, and he walks right up to the desk and sets them over the other finished tests.

Professor Hudson looks surprised, but gives him the same smile she gives the other students as they each walk up and place their own tests on the desk.

My heart skips a beat as I realize that now that Zach’s test is up there, she’s going to have the time to grade his work before the end of the hour. So at the very least I’m going to know how he did today.

Taylor isn’t far behind—less than ten minutes after Zach put his test up on the desk, Taylor does the same. This time, I notice Professor Hudson raise her eyebrows as she watches Taylor get up and walk down the aisle, then place his test on the desk. I can tell she’s keeping an eye on him to make sure he’s not doing anything with any of the other students, again being careful to monitor everyone and ensure there is no cheating going on.