WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 74: THE BAD BOY OF MY COLLEGE (2)

Suddenly everything around me begins to transform, and I hear a familiar voice from the fog. The voice calls me again, and a hand starts to pull me by my shoulder while the voice says to me sweetly, “Babe, wake up.”

I hear Jer’s quiet laughter when I try to rub my eyes and understand what’s going on. I scan the room and see that everyone is writing and doing their tests.

Fuck! Did I fall asleep in the classroom?

Super. This is as good as it gets.

“Did I sleep through the test?” My voice is like the sound of a creaking wagon. I restore all the events which happened to me in my head.

Everything that happened... it was just a dream.

What a pity! I liked that unusual sex...

Calm down, crazy! So much time has passed. How am I going to complete the test?

“Only five minutes left.” Jer continues to smile at me brazenly, still watching my reaction. “You don’t have time.”

“And you are happy, right?” I ask him, wrinkling my little nose. “Enjoy your victory. Today an A-student will become a D-student.”

Suddenly, with his left hand, he gives me a sheet of paper with all the correct answers. He strokes my light brown hair, and this intimate gesture calms my nerves immediately.

I quickly realize that the handwriting is very similar to mine. In some places, it is slightly different but overall not bad.

What does it mean?

“Take it. You won’t fail your test today, Brie.” Jer smirks brightly. “This whole year, I tried to forge your handwriting to help you at least once. Just in case you needed it. And today an opportunity presented itself; you paid attention to me at last.”

The bell finally rings, and our professor requests for us to put our pens on the tables and hand in all the test papers. I gawk at Jer in surprise, and he stands imposingly from his chair, adjusting the collar of his favorite jacket. He puts his test on the teacher’s table and then passes by me, lightly touching my shoulder with his thigh.

Once again, I feel the current which I experienced in my dream and big waves of pleasure pass over me. I feel like I’m melting again. This guy is a bad influence on me.

Before leaving the class, I see how Jer tries to hide his right hand from our classmates. Then I notice red marks on his palm.

Is that...?

Catching my eye, the bad boy slyly winks at me, blowing me a flying kiss and walking out into the hallway.

My mouth forms an O.

Was it a dream or not?