Twin Flames, Two Souls Journey Through Time – The Professor - Chapter 15

                  Amelia pulled her ‘bag of tricks’ out of the closet and placed it in front of Daniel, her face turning her delicious shade of pink it always did when she was embarrassed.  He smirked at her awkwardness, “I know it’s an involuntary response, but will there ever come a time you don’t get embarrassed when we discuss sex?”  Amelia shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know, probably once some time has passed I will.  You’re the first person to see this stuff, and I suppose that makes me feel a little awkward.”  “Do you think that I’m going to judge you for whatever is in this case?”  Amelia lowered her eyes and chewed on her bottom lip absentmindedly, and Daniel had his answer.  “Honey, will you look at me please.”  Amelia hesitantly raised her eyes to meet his, “and stop chewing on your lip, it does things to me.”  Amelia looked down and she could see Daniel was getting hard, and her eyes darkened in response, her arousal clearly evident.  “I see you are enjoying your handy work Ms. Jenkins.,” a wicked smirk forming on her lips.  He continued, “if you didn’t want me to know about this case, you would have never mentioned it, that tells me that you have more than a passing interest in using the items located within it.  And just to set your mind at ease my love, ever since you mentioned possessing it, I have not been able to stop thinking about it.  I know you mentioned there were things you didn’t think you would like, and that’s perfectly understandable.  I’m not judging you, I’m in awe of you, of your bravery, of your willingness to be vulnerable with me.  And in case you have any doubts,” he grabbed her hand and placed it against his fully erect penis and said, “I’m very much looking forward to opening this case and finding out just what YOU will find the most enjoyable.  Watching you as your body reacts to my touch, how you completely give yourself over to me, is by far the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my forty-one years on this planet.  I’m utterly mesmerized by you.”  Amelia’s heart swelled with adoration for this absolutely wonderful man, she could feel the tears start to well in her eyes, “you have absolutely bewitched me Daniel, you make me feel as though I am being truly seen for the first time.  You are so kind and patient with me even when I make it incredibly hard to do so,” a glint of mischievousness flashing in her eyes as she said so.  Daniel could no longer resist touching her, his hands tenderly pulling her face towards his as he kissed her.  Their breath becoming erratic, their bodies begging the other for its divine release.  Daniel pulled away from her embrace, their pupils completely black with desire.  He indicated for her sit on the bed, “Do you trust me?” he asked.  She nodded without any hesitation.  “Good girl,” she bit her bottom lip hard when he said that and her breasts heaving due to her accelerated breathing. 

                  He opened the case, and he smiled at its contents.  He removed the ball gag, “I already know you aren’t down with this, anything else in here you don’t want to use?”  She looked and removed the collar and leash, and looked at the rest of the items, “just those two things don’t interest me.”  Daniel nodded and removed them from the case, and he noticed Amelia fidgeting on the bed, he eyed her questionably, “what is it, Amelia?”  Her eyes darted back to the closet and then back to him, “What is it, Amelia?” he asked again slightly more compellingly.  She nodded to the closet and in a voice slightly above a whisper said, “there were some things that didn’t fit in the case.”  His eyebrows raised and his eyes were ablaze with desire, “and what are you hiding from me, Amelia?”  She rose from off the bed and brought out two items, a small bamboo cane and a bar with hooks on it, that can either be used to separate her legs or her arms.  She gulped reflexively when he picked up the cane, he could see the apprehension in her eyes, “lets learn to crawl before we walk shall we.  I think that this item while perhaps not completely off the table, is not on the menu tonight.  This is supposed to be fun Amelia, I’m not interested in tarnishing the experience for you, and if I’m being honest, I’m not particularly comfortable with the cane, I have no desire to hurt you, and that will most definitely hurt you.”  He took the cane and placed it with the ball gag, collar and leash.  He then picked up the bar and with a shameless smile said, “now this, this I find very interesting.”  Her gulp made him chuckle, “I see you find it intriguing as well.”  She nodded shamelessly, as her face went flush, only this was not out of embarrassment, but out of desire.  He put that on the bed, took out a blind fold, he looked at her hesitantly, “do you trust me, Amelia?”  She nodded yes in response, “I need to hear you say it,” “Yes, Daniel, implicitly.”  He smiled warmly at her, “thank you for that trust.  Put this on,” handing her the blindfold, “I would like to surprise you, and it will make the experience more exciting.”  She looked at him fighting every urge in her to ask him how he knew so much, but then she wisely thought better of it because she knew she probably wouldn’t like the answer.  True to their connection, Daniel instinctively knew what she was thinking, “No Amelia, I do not have first-hand experience, these are intuitive leaps, no need to fret.”  She looked away from him trying to hide her delight at his revelation, and she dutifully put on the eye mask and laid back on the bed. 

                  Daniel looked at down at Amelia, overcome by the trust she was placing in him.  He leaned down and placed a single tender kiss on her lips.  Amelia could hear him take things out of the case, she definitely heard the distinctive clink of the handcuffs that were in the case, and she couldn’t help but squirm.  She looked so lovely, wearing a beautiful negligee which based upon her taste in panties was probably expensive.  He used the bar to keep her legs apart and attached cuffs to each of her ankles.  He watched as her breathing accelerated, knowing that she was going crazy not being able to see what was happening.  He delicately ran his hand up the length on her leg and her body convulsed at his touch.  “You really have no idea just how unbelievably sexy, and spellbindingly beautiful you look at this moment.”  Her hands reaching out to touch him, but he dodged her grasp, “oh no you don’t, keep those above your head, until I say otherwise.”  Her bottom lip jutting out in disappointment, suddenly his warm breath was on her neck, as he whispered, “no pouting either,” a shiver running down her spine as the words left his mouth, and she lifted her hands over her head as instructed.  She felt a sting of leather against her shoulder, as she bit down hard on her bottom lip.  He was using the riding crop, and it was every bit as delectable as she thought it would be.  “If there is anything you don’t like tell me, and I’ll stop immediately.”  Her body writhed with pleasure, and she nodded her head, “I need to hear you say you understand me?”  “I promise I will tell you to stop if it becomes more than I can handle.”   She felt the sting of the crop against her right nipple, and then her left, she bit her lip to keep from letting out a moan.  He leaned down and kissed her passionately, and quickly retreated as her hands reflexively went to grab him, “what did I say about your hands?”  She quickly raised them above her head again.  The sting of the crop hitting her naval, and then she felt him run it up along her right leg, being sure to skim it across her sex as he ran it down her left leg.  Her whole body was vibrating with ecstasy, and while Daniel enjoyed watching her splayed out in front of him, he felt as though he might explode if he didn’t touch her.  He pinched both of her nipples though her nighty and her body bucked off the bed in response.  She felt him settle over her, his hot breath against her neck as his hands skimmed down her body, he lifted the edge of her gown up as his fingers skimmed her sex.  His mouth was moving down to her breasts, as he bit down on each of her nipples hard, just like she liked it.  His fingers still caressing her opening, feeling how wet she was he could no longer contain himself; he inserted two fingers and used his thumb to stroke her clitoris.  Her body heaved in response to his expert touch, and with her legs spread she was unable to control her climax, which Daniel knew.  Her breathing was erratic, her skin felt as though she was on fire, and she was unable to make any sort of intelligible sound.  He knew she was reaching the limits of what she could handle, and that she was completely at his mercy, and she was doing so willingly.  “I need to touch you Daniel,” she implored, and his mouth found hers, his kiss gentle and sweet in direct conflict with the rhythmic stroking of his adept fingers.  “Please Daniel,” she cried, and in a hushed tone he murmured, “cum for me.”  That was all it took, her body reacting to his words.  She moaned loudly and Daniel reminded her that they were not alone in the house, he removed his fingers from inside of her and placed them inside of her mouth as she sucked on them.  He then unshackled her ankles from the bar and plunged deep inside of her, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and their bodies moved in perfect unison. Her nails digging into his back hard, he was quite sure that she was going to draw blood, but he didn’t care.  He ripped her blindfold off, and she squinted as the soft light hit her pupils.  She rolled over and raked her fingers gently through his chest hair, while she slowly raised herself up and down on his perfect penis.  She delighted in watching his body shiver in response to her soft touch. His eyes were dark and hungry as she took in every single inch of him.  As her pace quickened, she could feel him pulsing inside of her, she knew he was close to his release.  She rocked back and forth while he was deep inside of her, her head tipped back knowing her release was imminent as well.  She pulled him up to her and kissed him feverishly, his hands in her hair, and holding her tightly in his arms.  She dipped her head back and he kissed her neck, her favorite, especially whenever he nipped at her pulse point, which always sent quivers through her entire body.  She quickened her pace and pushed him back down on the bed and she tightened her pelvic muscles around him, he hissed “I’m going to cum,” and as he did, she exploded around him, collapsing on top on him. 

                  She eventually eased herself off him and laid curled up next to him.  “We are definitely going to have to do that again,” she said, as he stroked her hair.  “Yes indeed, only next time at my place, since you can’t seem to keep your voice down.”  “You already know I get lost in the moment, would you prefer I lay there like a cold fish, or do you like my enthusiastic participation?”  He couldn’t help but laugh, “you got me there honey.”  She looked sweetly at him and asked, “do you call my honey because I’m so sweet?” in a sarcastic tone, “you are sweet, but your hair is the color of honey, so it just seems to fit.”  She thought that was adorable and could feel the tears starting to prick her eyes, so she buried her face in his chest attempting to hide them from him.  “When are you going to learn you can’t hide anything from me Amelia, why are you crying?” “They are happy tears Daniel,” she replied, then she turned to look at him and said, “I love you Daniel, thank you for loving me.”  It was his turn to get teary eyed, “I love you too Amelia.” 

                  Amelia was tossing and turning in her bed on Sunday night, it had only been three nights, but she had already gotten used to sleeping next to Daniel.  And well, all the other activities that go along with sleeping next to the person you love.  Amelia chewed on that last word, ‘love,’ it still made her feel uneasy to say, but she could not deny that she loved him.  Well that her soul loved his, she figured that each of them would eventually catch up with their souls.  She felt such peace in his presence, it is as though she could finally breath, as if she had been holding her breath for the last forty-nine years, technically forty-eight, she wouldn’t be forty-nine for several months.  Amelia laughed as she thought back to Kyle’s first wife, Debbie, Amelia never liked her.  She had gone out there to spend the summer before her junior year of high school with them in North Carolina.  She had developed a crush on their downstairs neighbor Mike who was thirty-six, and she was fifteen.  Was it wrong, most definitely, but she was fifteen, and it was a harmless crush.  Amelia had been talking to Mike, and she mentioned that she was sixteen, and Debbie had to chime in and say that she “was only fifteen, and that she wouldn’t be sixteen for several months” in front of him and other people in the congregation.  Debbie was all of twenty-one, and it annoyed Amelia to no end that she was acting as some sort of authority figure over her.  Of course, true to form Debbie was cheating on Kyle, isn’t it always the self-righteous “Christians” that are the ones actually doing all the things that they condemn others for?  Much like the congressman who is staunchly against abortion, yet his mistress has had ten, or the one who is vehemently anti LGBTQ+ who is secretly involved with a gay escort.  It would be funny if it wasn’t so damn cliché.  Amelia literally questioned every single thing in her life, and yet with Daniel she just knew.  She knew that Daniel was the person she was meant to meet, a feeling she had felt so adamantly even as a little girl.  She didn’t know who he was, or when she would meet him, but it was the one thing in her life that she was sure of.  And now lying in her bed alone she was missing him.  He had work in the morning, and he already cancelled class on Friday, so he had to go to class tomorrow.  If he had stayed the night, he would have had to get up really early to make it to school on time, and Daniel is not a morning person.  She had hoped that she didn’t make him feel bad for having to leave, but she knew her eyes always gave her away. 

                  Daniel was lying in his bed missing Amelia.  He hated leaving, but he had to go to work in the morning.  She kept up a brave face, but her eyes betrayed her.  He knew it wasn’t on purpose, and during their phone call that night, he could tell how hard she was trying to stay positive.  It had been an eventful couple of days, from ambushing her at the television studio, to their first well…everything.  A satisfied grin forming on his face thinking about all their firsts, including the previous evening’s shenanigans and her bag of tricks.  Admittedly it was ridiculously tame, but fun nonetheless.  Everything was so new between them that even though he was normally able to control himself easily, around her it was virtually impossible.  Her lips were just too kissable, her breasts too touchable, and well her other parts were just so incredibly enticing he couldn’t find the strength to resist.  He assumed that with time the ability to forestall their gratification would increase.  She had tried so hard when he was leaving her house to avoid looking at him, she knew that her eyes never lied. He wasn’t going off to war, he would be back the following night, since he only had class Monday, Wednesday and Friday’s, most Tuesday’s and Thursday’s he could work from home, and offer zoom office hours.  He was in his forties, he felt like a love struck teenager, not being able to handle a single night away from her felt like torture.  He heard his phone ping, a text message from Amelia, “is it absolutely ridiculous to miss you this much?”  Daniel shook his head in disbelief that she was thinking the same exact thing as him, “I was just thinking how I was acting like a lovesick teenager, even though I know I will see you tomorrow.  Stop reading my mind :p”  He watched as those three little dots appear and disappear, “maybe you’re reading MY mind, awfully presumptuous of you Mr. Hillard ;p”  How she always made him laugh, “my bad, how right you are.  I’ll be sure to make it up to you tomorrow.  Good night honey, I’ll meet you in your dreams.”  “WOW, that was even corny for me, but sweet none the less.  It’s a deal, I’ll meet you in your dreams.  Luv you.”  He smiled and put his phone back down and tried to go to sleep.

                  Daniel was in class writing on the white board when a female student named Nadine stopped him dead in his tracks, “Daniel, do you know who Harper Jones is?”  He didn’t know what to do, he wasn’t expecting anyone to have already figured it out, “why do you ask?”  “I love her book, and I was watching her on this show and someone who looked an awful lot like you was there, was it you?”  FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKK he screamed internally, his mind was racing, what is he supposed to do, he was enjoying their bubble, and it’s already getting popped.  Trying to sound nonchalant he replied, “uh yes, I was there.”  “So, are you the professor in the book then?”  “You would have to ask Ms. Jones who the book is about.”  He then changed the subject and went about the rest of the lesson.  Throughout the remainder of the class, he would catch Nadine staring at him with a sly expression.  As the class was coming to an end, he asked Nadine to stay behind after everyone had left.  His mind was going a million miles a minute, he wasn’t sure what he was going to say to her, and he suddenly felt very uncomfortable knowing that she had read the book, especially now that she would be picturing him during those scenes.  This is the nightmare scenario that he had dreaded the moment he read the book.  “Nadine, thank you for staying behind.  I try to promote an open classroom where people feel safe asking questions, however, questions about my personal life shouldn’t really be brought up during class.  It’s fine, I’m not mad or anything, but not all professors would be so forgiving.”  Nadine smiled, “I apologize if I embarrassed you, but I have read the book, and it sounds an awful lot like you.”  Daniel was watching her carefully; he wasn’t sure what she was trying to pull, but he was wary of her.  “It’s a pretty vague description, 5’6” guy with brown eyes.  Roughly six percent of men in the US are 5’6” and forty-five percent of the population has brown eyes.”  “But teaches math at a community college in the San Francisco Bay Area with a view of the Pacific ocean.  I wouldn’t call that much of an intuitive leap.”  He stayed silent, knowing that silence makes most people uncomfortable.  “I wonder if the dean of the department knows that you dated a student.”  Daniel was angry, he wanted to blame Amelia, but he was the one that went to the show to confront her, he didn’t even consider that one of his students would see him.  He looked over and thankfully the door was open, he texted the Dean of his department that he needed to come to the classroom immediately, there was an urgent matter that he needed his help with.  Daniel had never sent a text like that in almost twenty years that he had been at Oceanside, so he knew that Roy would take it seriously and come.  Nadine was standing there with a rather smug look on her face when Roy came bounding up to the door.  “Hello Roy, this is my student Nadine Anderson, Nadine, this is the Dean of the Math department, Roy Keller.  Nadine has just accused me of dating a student based upon a book of fiction written by a former student.  As these are serious allegations I wanted you present with me.”  The smug look on her face immediately disappeared.  “I never accused you of dating a student, I asked if you knew the writer.”  Daniel responded in an icy tone, “what you don’t know about me Nadine, is that I have a photographic memory, and your exact words were, ‘I wonder if the dean of the department knows that you dated a student.’  I’m not sure that that could be considered anything other than an accusation, and an unfounded one at that.”  Nadine’s face went pale, and she tried stuttering out a response, but only gibberish came out.  Roy looked between both Nadine and Daniel, he had known Daniel for almost twenty years, and there was no way that the accusation was true.  Turning his attention to Nadine he said, “That is a serious allegation to make Miss Anderson, and you based your allegation on a book?”  Daniel chimed in, “a romance novel, and the book itself states how there was no relationship between the student and the professor till years later.”  Nadine had no response; she looked like a scared deer in the headlights.  “Roy, I no longer feel it is appropriate for Nadine to be in my class, I would like to see if she could be transferred into Doug or Susan’s class instead.  “This class is the only one that fits my schedule, you can’t do that!”  “I’m afraid he can Nadine, and in the almost twenty years I have known Daniel, he has never, not once, asked me to reassign a student a different teacher.  I’m going to have to discuss this situation with the President of the college, please go ahead to your next class Nadine.  I will send you out an email later today with the next steps.”  Nadine nodded her head and left the classroom.  “What the fuck Daniel?  Is this the emergency that came up on Friday?”  “Not directly no, but let’s go to my office to discuss this, the next class is getting ready to come in.”

                  Daniel spoke with Roy for about an hour and told him an abridged version of the events from the past weekend.  How he was given the book by James, and when he read the book, he was understandably upset that Amelia had used his likeness without telling him, and that he went to the show to confront her about it.  It didn’t even occur to him that someone who knew him would see him on the show.  He said that Amelia had been a student five years ago, that she did ask him out the following semester, and he told her that it would be inappropriate.  Other than running into her a couple of times that semester he hadn’t had any contact with her until last Thursday.  They met to discuss the book, and one thing led to another, and well they are dating now.  Roy was quiet for a minute, “Why was Nadine in the classroom with you alone?”  “I asked her to stay behind to tell her that while I’m not upset, it really isn’t a good idea to ask personal questions of Professors during class, that most of them would take it as an insult, and she basically threatened me by asking if you knew I dated students.  I don’t know if she was hoping to blackmail me into a better grade, or if she was flirting with me, either way I didn’t want any part of it.”  “I agree she shouldn’t be in your class anymore, I’m sure the President is going to want to speak with you, and your writer girlfriend, by the way Daniel I’m happy for you.”  Daniel gave a sheepish smile, slightly embarrassed by his sentiment.  “I understand, I will let Amelia know.”  “What’s the name of the book, I’m sure the President is going to want to read it.”  Daniel hesitated, he suddenly understood what Amelia meant when she said she didn’t want people she knew reading the book and imagining her in sexual scenarios.  “Twin Flames, Two Souls Journey Through Time - The Professor, by Harper Jones.”  “Harper, I thought you said her name was Amelia,” “Harper Jones is her nom de plume, her legal name is Amelia Jenkins.”  “Do you happen to have a copy of the book on you, if not it’s fine I can pick one up.”  He did have the copy in his bookbag, but it had his notes written in the margins, and he really didn’t feel like sharing his copy, “sorry, no I don’t have it on me.”  “Not a problem, can I get Amelia’s number in case I or the President has any questions.”  “Let me talk to her first, but I’m sure she won’t have a problem with my giving you, her number.”  Roy nodded and left Daniel’s office.  Now he had to call Amelia and let her know what had happened.  He decided to go for a walk around the campus to cool down, he was feeling anxious, and even though it was irrational, he was irritated at Amelia, he knew it wasn’t her fault, so he wanted to get his anger in check before he called her.  It was going to be her turn to talk him off the ledge.