The Neighbor #3 (The Neighbor #3) (8 page)

Together, we climaxed.

Ryder’s office was a mess. We didn’t bother to
push any of the papers off of his desk. I smiled to think that he would think
of me when he saw the bleeding ink. He would place the papers to his face,
inhale and think of me.

We fell asleep in the dark office and remained
lying motionless until sunrise.

When we slowly awoke he said, “You are
amazing. I hate to end this date, but soon other faculty members will be
arriving. I don’t know how I would explain having a hot, disheveled student in
my office at night.”

“Hot student?
I like it. I am a little ticked off about my
new thong though. Once again, you destroyed it.”

“It was worth it. I will buy you another one.
If we keep this up, I will be the number one customer in the lingerie
department.” He smirked.

“Oh, we will keep this up. I know all of you
now, Ryder. It will be even harder to keep this relationship a secret, but
it’s
well worth it.”

“The semester is half over. If we have more
dates like this one to look forward to, we can tolerate the inconvenience.”

I got up and stood completely naked in Ryder’s
office.

“What?” I asked as he stared silently at me.

“Stand still. I want to burn the image of you
into my mind.”

Ryder kissed my ankles and slowly made his way
up my body. He slowed at the nape of my neck moving his lips to mine and kissed
me lightly. We remained lip locked and I wanted him inside of me again.

“Let’s get out of here while I’m still able,”
I said, breathlessly.

****

Ryder opened the car door for me.

“Your chariot, my darling,” Ryder said. He
kissed me before closing the door.

When he hopped in the driver’s seat, I said,
“Careful, Ryder. We are back in the real world.”

“I know, babe. My real world is with you and
the other stuff is the fake, shitty world. On that note, why don’t you take a
step further into my world?”

“What do you mean?”

“I want you to spend some time with Sammy and
I. Sally has something going on Saturday and she asked to drop Sam off. It will
only be for a few hours and I think it would allow you to get to know my son. I
am sick of compartmentalizing my life, so what do you say?”

“Wow. The age thing will be evident. He will
feel like a little brother not a—” my voice trailed off.

“I am not asking you to be Sam’s mother. It
may be awkward at first, but I want him to know the woman whom I care for
deeply.”

I smiled nervously. “You got it. I will come
by on Saturday morning.”

We arrived at Leach Hall. It was too early for
anyone to be awake and see us, so I kissed him goodbye.

Chapter
Nine

Saturday finally arrived. I had not seen Ryder
since our amazing date and I barely remembered miniature golf. We started
mental foreplay from the moment I entered the Mustang. I was having a tough
time deciding what to wear to my date with Ryder and Sam.
Poor
choice of words because it wasn’t a
date
—it
was a getting to know Sam session.
I hated the word
session
as it made it sound like I was visiting a shrink. I decided
on the word
hangout
, but I didn’t
know what to put on for a
hangout
.
Kelly caught me staring at my over-stuffed closet.

“Are you going to choose an outfit or is it
going to hop out and grab you?” Kelly joked.

“I am just looking for something to
hang out
in. I am meeting a new friend
today. He’s nine-years-old, so I am looking for something casual, fun, and
mature.”

“That is a tough one. I am confused by the age
of your new friend. Are you interviewing for a nanny gig?”

“As with most things in my life, it’s
complicated,” I said to Kelly.

“I’ve said it before, Jenna. I’m here if you
need me. You have a good head on your shoulders and if there are choices to
make, I’m sure you will make the right one. A pair of jeans and a sweater will
make you look like you just walked out of The Gap. It’s always a safe look.”

“Thanks,
Kel
.”

I pulled on some size four petite jeans and a
marled blue sweater. I looked boring, neat, and unintimidating—just what I was
looking for.

I drove directly to Ryder’s house. I skipped
stopping at my mother’s because I didn’t know what to expect and I didn’t have
the energy to fill her in. What Ryder and I had was precious and I wanted to
keep it private as long as possible. I was taking a big step in my relationship
with Ryder, and I didn’t want my mom to fluster me.

As I pulled up to Ryder’s house, I spotted my
mother sitting on the porch swing. She was with Claude Simmons. Good for her.

I quickly got out of my car and knocked on his
door.

****

“Hey sexy.”
His voice sent chills down my spine.

Ryder scooped me up and tossed me on the
couch. He slipped his hands under my blue sweater and began to fondle my
breasts.

“I missed you. And you skipped class
yesterday. Naughty girl—you deserve a spanking,” he whispered and then kissed
my lips.

“Ryder, stop.” I jumped off the couch and
straightened my sweater and adjusted my bra. “Where is Sammy? Is he in the next
room? Kids hear everything. Are you crazy?”

“Calm down, Jenna. Sally is running late. I
thought we could sneak in a little something before he arrives.”

“Sex before your son gets here…Under this
roof?”

“Yes. How do you think people have more than
one child? I think you should know that your parent’s actually had sex.” Ryder
laughed and I joined him.

“Sorry. I will take a rain check on that
spanking. I am just in the virginal Jenna mode. I am kid ready. I will not cuss
and I am not showing any cleavage.”

“Nice try at the virginal thing, but I know
better.” Ryder winked.

“Shut up.”

The doorbell rang.

“They’re here. Ready?” he asked.

“Do I have a choice?”

“No.” Ryder kissed my cheek before throwing
open the door.

Sam jumped into his father’s arms. I was
stunned for a second, and maybe the slightest bit jealous. Ryder and Sam looked
alike and it was obvious how much they loved each other. Sally stood behind her
son. I had seen her from a distance, but she was prettier up-close.

“Ryder? Are you going to introduce us to your
lady friend?” Sally stood silent next to Sam.

Before Ryder could get to it, I introduced
myself. “Hi, I’m Jenna Walsh. I met Ryder through golf. He is teaching me the
basics of the game.” I shook Sally’s hand.

“I had heard Ryder was going to pick up some
students from the high school. I’m glad he finally got around to it. He is very
good. He taught me everything I know about golf, although tennis is still my
game.” Sally smiled.

“Jenna is not a high school student. She is a
freshman at South Carolina,” Ryder added.

“Oh, right. Are you teaching freshman human
sexuality this year?”

“You know I am, Sally. What time will you be
by to pick up Sam?” Ryder asked.

“I will be here by 4 PM. It will give you time
to hit the driving range together. That is why you are here Jenna. Correct?”

“Uh—yes,” I muttered.

Ryder closed the door and Sally took off.

“Sorry,” Ryder whispered.

It couldn’t have been more awkward. Ryder
followed Sammy into the kitchen.

“What’s to eat, Dad?” Sammy had Ryder’s green
eyes and they shared many of the same mannerisms.

“I have been so busy, Sam. Your visit today is
a surprise so I didn’t have the time to stock up on your favorites,” Ryder
said.

A surprise?
Not really.

I felt like I was drowning and out of place. I
should have known better and allowed Ryder and Sam time alone. My parents never
divorced, but I knew the situation was uncomfortable for Sam.

“Why don’t we grab some take-out and watch a
movie. The two of you will have to excuse me for a bit while I finish some
work. It will give you some time to discuss what we will eat.”

I shot Ryder a look of panic. He was being a
jackass for leaving Sam and me alone. Ryder walked out of the kitchen and I was
alone with a kid whose father just had his hands on my tits.

“My mom calls my dad the absent minded
professor because he forgets things a lot. What do you feel like eating?” Sam
asked.

“There is a new vegan restaurant down the
street. They have a kids menu,” I said with no enthusiasm whatsoever.

“Vegan?”

“Yeah, like no meat or dairy.” His face took
on a look of horror. “Well, I thought that since both of your parent’s are
athletic.
No Vegan huh?”

“Jenna. If you’re trying to impress me, vegan
stuff is not the way to do it,” Sam said.

“Well, Sam, if I were trying to impress you,
what should I suggest?”

“I like ice cream—a lot.”

“Me too!
I know your father has some of that. I wonder if he has any
frosting?
” I said.

“You mean the Betty Crocker stuff? It’s the
only kind my dad uses. I sometimes eat it with a spoon. Ever mix it into the
ice cream?” Sam asked.

“No, but I’m
gonna
find out. I think we will get along just fine, Sam.”

Ryder joined us in front of the television.
Sam and I were sitting with our feet up devouring pints of ice cream topped
with frosting.

“What are you pigs watching?” Ryder smiled. I
passed a very important test.

“We’re watching
Sharknado
2,” Sam said.

I turned around, shrugged my shoulders and
smiled.

****

We were lounging on the couch when Sally
returned. The afternoon flew by. It was nearly impossible for Ryder and me to
keep our hands off each other, but we managed. Sam shook my hand goodbye, which
melted into a hug.

“Thanks, Ryder. I hope I did not intrude on
your lesson time. Thank you, Jenna, for being so patient. I know your time is valuable
also with school,” Sally said.

“Okay then, Sally. I will plan on seeing you
next weekend,” Ryder said.

“I will bring Sam over after 5 PM as long as
it doesn’t mess with your schedule.”

“I don’t think Jenna and I have anything
planned. We will be here.”

I couldn’t believe Ryder just let the cat out
of the bag with his ex-wife. I was speechless.

“I see. I will be going.
Nice
to meet you, Jenna.”

Ryder looked to me for some sort of reaction
after he closed the door.

“I couldn’t help it. She was being a bitch by
talking down to you. You may not have picked up on it, but I know her tactics
well. All that I really care about is you and Sammy. He liked you a lot. Like
father like son.”

“I can’t be mad at you but I hope she doesn’t
run her mouth,” I said and punched Ryder in the arm.

“Ouch—hey I owe you a spanking. Get over here
naughty girl.”

Ryder chased me throughout his house. He
caught up to me in his bedroom where he threw me down on his bed. He kissed me.

“You smell like ice cream,” Ryder said as he smothered
me with kisses. “Conservative Jenna is cute and all, but let’s see what you
have beneath these jeans. Oh, look here. No panties.”

“I have to do laundry. I’m all out.”

“I like it this way. Why cover up such a
beautiful pussy. May I?” Ryder asked as he stroked me.

“You don’t have to ask permission, Ryder.”

It was Saturday night and I had nowhere to be.
It was a fun night, as it usually was when we were alone. We had sex, rested,
and played some more. Ryder had a drawer filled with oils, lotions, and emollients.
We tried them all and I made a mental note of a few I could tell Eric, my
bathroom buddy, about.
 
The next morning,
we slept in late and I finally presented Ryder with breakfast in bed. He was
serious about the no jammies rule. My jeans and sweater sat in a crumpled ball
in the corner of the room. I confidently marched around in the nude until it
was time to leave.

I knew I had a nice figure, but, as any woman,
I would make small enhancements. I was no Kim Kardashian. In Ryder’s presence,
I felt perfect and proud of my body.

“Next week, like every time I am without you,
will be tough. Are you planning to come to class?”

“I will be there. You don’t think anyone in
class knows about our relationship do you?”

“I don’t think so. We will just continue to be
careful, which is getting harder each time I see you.”