Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35836714-20180803160201/@comment-35674737-20180805065708

I experimented with my hair, slicking back or having a parting—maybe I should get a haircut and have a fade? I had my dress shirt on as a tie dangled and I stood in my underwear. Yeah, yeah it looked ridiculous, but it was just to see what looked nicest.

I decided the parting would do, It was similar to how my hair usually was, but it was more... Nice. To keep my hair from falling thanks to the thin hairs I have, I slapped some gel on this bad boy and whamo! Instantly looking sexy. The shirt I chose was pretty classy too. Place was kind of formal—but not too formal—and I wanted to look the part.

This wasn't some kind of picnic either, so I had to pick a good jacket to go with it. Thankfully—a lot of my jackets are passed down... Okay, that sounds mangy as fuck, but I have a perfect excuse. The clothes I had handed down to me were practically timeless pieces, all because a certain family member of mine—my grandfather—met a lot of famous people and he had to dress the part. So why not? Not only that, it was nice to know I had the advice implanted in my head on how to dress. Wear a sport coat. The question remains though... Should I wear a boutonnière?

I looked down, I did have several flowers: A carnation, a rose, and a tulip. While the rose would have more symbolic impact, the sheer size of it seems a bit goofy looking. The tulip looked a bit unfitting either... Carnation it is. It'd serve as a possible conversation starter, and at the end of the date, why not give her a flower to remember me by?

Sweet I had it all planned. I had my dark tan (basically a creme color) sport coat, with dark denim jeans and leather lace top shoes. The white carnation settled neatly through the buttonhole. It looked absolutely perfect.

Strutting out my front door, the Inari caught sight of me, she was talking with an Anubis when she called out to me. "You look sexy! I wonder what kind of meeting you're going to~" I cracked a small grin from that. I felt confident and ready, but as I turned to get into my car, I saw her eyes droop as her gaze left me. I didn't have time to talk about it now, I got a date to go to—specifically a date with a Hakutaku. /-/ The night provided a nice contrast to my clothes, and it set the perfect mood. Walking into the restaurant I was told to come to, it was quaint, while stereotypical for it to be an Italian restaurant. It had an easy going attitude that didn't take itself too seriously. Looking up at the sign though it read 'Salerno's'

I guess that's as Italian as it could get. Walking inside, I saw it wasn't hard to spot a Hakuta—

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! Fuck! Abort, abort, abort! No fucking way! No way god would fuck me over this badly! The Hakutaku was beautiful, a beautiful black and white dress that was more than willing to show off her legs, yet conservative top. All that was well and good, but It's my fucking professor!

Contrasted to the casual look she had in class, comparing her to now... She's drop dead beautiful! Right.. She is beautiful, and she's my date. I'll have to respect her as such—why did everything have to go so wrong right when I get there!

I was so glad I didn't forget deodorant, or else I would've sweated enough to fill an aquarium. I pulled a confident stride as I made my way over, and as soon as she saw me, I could see her eyes widen for what was practically a femptosecond before she regained composure. Taking my seat I was going to take the initiative and start the conversation. "Hey, Miss Jenn- actually, may I call you by your first name ma'am?"

I could see a the line of her lips curve upwards. "Please do. Actually, how do you know my first name?"

I gave a small chuckle, "I don't suppose you remember when I had to submit my project to you online while I was sick?"

"Oh really? I'm surprised you would remember that Jon, considering you 'forgot' one of your homework assignments not too long ago." I saw the teasing grin she had plastered on her Her eyes were more than locked onto me, I was already feeling some pressure, but thankfully the waiter pulled a fast one saved me.

For me, I ordered a Baked Ziti, I really didn't even look at the menu, I just straight up asked. When it comes to Italian restaurants, you could usually tell what they had in store. My date—Jessica—decided to roll with the ravioli, I could see the special glint in her eye too as the wine passed buy; I wouldn't blame her either considering her position as a professor. Seeing the genunine smile she had though left a soft feeling in my chest, something that made me want to have more.

"Ohoh now? You're going to bring that up? I thought I told you I was busy that day with work, working overtime is not a fun thing you know." I gave her back a playful glare.

"Hmm... Maybe if this goes well, maybe I can possibly, just possibly change that grade to be a wee bit higher."

Stupid me actually took that as her being straight up serious. "Wait. Seriously?" I probably sounded too eager, but the response I got was her trying to stifle her giggle.

"Th-the look on your face was priceless!" After taking a second to recupe, she added and a lot more seriously. "I can't actually. The school would go into a fit if I change a grade from so far back. But hey, you tried~" Her voice was a lot more teasing now as she leaned in ever so slightly.

"Gah, you're the teacher. I have no power over you right?" I chuckle out, with a defeated expression. Our food arrived, and seeing the large plates placed in front of us I saw that even she saw the amount of food to be much. Time passed by in silence as we ate, the food was great—problem was there's no conversation, I understand that she wants to eat, and it's coming from my bank account so I don't mind and all but I had to think of something....

"Hey Jessica." I ask, seeing her head prop up and a bit of pasta sauce on her lip, I used my cloth and wiped it off her cheek. I got a satisfactory blush from that. "Why'd you start teaching Aeronautical engineering for all things?"

She swallowed and I could see she was trying to prod out an explanation. "Think of it like this Jon; Hakutakus learn about everything they touch. Cosmotology for example, there's only so much you can do to a person's appearance. Not only that it seems superficial and unimportant, I wanted to participate in something that can create geniuses. Those who would be celebrated for the ability..." I can see she tried to explain it in a way I could understand. She wasn't wrong though, their ability of being able to learn everything was something I couldn't comprehend. "What about you Jon? Why'd you want that to be your career choice?"

Ah... It's not a hard question. "I guess you could say my uncle? I mean, he's my great-uncle I think? He's about ninety now, but he was a contractor who designed newer versions of ejection seats for fighters, so over the years I always loved studying about aircraft and what not. From the Piston-engined fighters all the way to the jets we have today."

The waiter walked over and handed me the bill. O''ne-hundred dollarydoos. Fuck...That's expensive''. Never again. It was worth it though.'''

I can see that 'protective teacher' look on her face "Jon, don't worry, I'll co—"

I only shook my head, "Nah, it's fine Jessica. I'll cover it." I shot her a smile and she responded kindly to it.

She harrumphed cutely before her eyes gave me a sultry grin. We were both done with our food, well sort of, there was still some left on the plate, but I knew she couldn't finish all of it. Paying for the food too was an ass as well. But to spend time with my teacher like this feels... Good.

We were sitting outside the restaurant on a bench, the moonlight reflected beautfiully from her hair. and the ivory white horns she had. She looked somewhat glum though. "It's sad that our date is ending. I'd love to spend more time with you..." She rested her head on my shoulder and I was more than willing to accept it.

Her skin was so soft. Her skin warm and welcoming to the touch I wrapped my hands around hers. I couldn't believe it would go this well, just being in her presence made my insides stir a bit... I didn't want the date to come to an end so soon though... An idea popped in my head.

"Hey, I know an ice-cream parlor not far from here actually. It's a five minute walk away." I threw the suggestion on the table. Thankfully she was more than happy to take it.

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Sitting on a bench nearby, I watched as she twisted the cone, her tongue tracing along collecting every drop of ice cream that melted even slightly. Though to be entirely honest, she's a bit of a messy eater. About every second she got some kind of ice cream covering all over her lips or some catching on her nose. It was fun to see her fluster up every time it happened.

"Jessica I know you like the ice cream, but don't wear it."

"I know... But it's so good though!" Seeing her lap away at the vanilla ice cream, she had this  sweetness that I loved about her. "But you know..." She pulled away from her cone eying me lustfully. "I think I wanna share this with you..."

Licking away, she pulled me into a kiss, shoving her tongue into my mouth. I was taken aback, who wouldn't be. I'm literally fucking making out with my professor! This felt wrong, but also right... Yet I didn't pull away, I wanted to taste her.

Retaliating, our tongues mixed and swirled together as we savored our flavors. Everytime her tongue retreated back into her mouth, my tongue soon followed. Seeing the look in her eyes showed she genuinely enjoyed what was going on, and I did too.

Pulling away for a single breath, I heard her whisper, "I want you." She dropped her cone and gripped my hand, and led me away. "I know a place."

Oh fuck... I'm... I'm going to fuck my teacher aren't I? She led me to a small alleyway, there's next to no light except a dim bulb a few yards away. Even still, I can clearly see her from the moonlight, and as she lifted her dress I saw she was wearing nothing but a thin white thong. It barely covered her lips and even the small amount of cloth was see through now thanks to how wet she was. Feeling her hands tear at my zipper, I she begs, her voice exasperated. "Make me yours!"

Lust only filled my thoughts as I had my first ever encounter with a Mamano.

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Ugh... I know she's my teacher and all—I don't feel a single regret pounding her ass either, she's got tits like a goddess too—but seeing her now cling to my arm as I took her to apartment felt kinda... Cheesy? I guess it's the word? She's acting almost like a kid with how much she's rubbing up against me.

Walking us up to the last set of stairs, my heart dropped as I saw who it was came to view... Ayano—the neighbor's daughter. The same Inari who tried to have her way with me the first day I moved in. Dried tears were strewn across her face, and she was haphazardly dressed. She was only wearing a bra and shorts.

"J-Jon..." I didn't know how to react to her. She looked limp, her body was hunched and she was breathing unsteadily. Jessica was confused too, I knew a perfect night was too good to be true...

"Ayano, what's wrong? Something happened." I tried to ask, I felt as if I was tip-toeing around a minefield and any second now I was going to set her off.

"Why... Why... Why didn't you pick me? I-I've sent all the signals, I showed I had interest in you. After that first time meeting you, I thought I could get you easy!" She was rambling towards her self. I saw how exasperated she was, she was begging me for an answer to why I didn't accept her invitations after all those times she flirted with me... "I know how we met wasn't the best, but I'm not that bad of a woman right...? Right!?"

I could see Jessica retreating slightly behind me, I wouldn't blame her. If I ran across some random person spouting about how my date belonged to whoever it was—I'd be freaked out too. "Ayano, you knew I never had an interest in you. Please go back inside before I get your parents to come after you again. It's late."

She took wobbily steps, tears were beginning to pour down again as she wept. "I was your first friend in this town! I tried everything to be with you! I'm in love with you! Yet you go out with this fucking Hakutaku! You're friends with my papa too. We would be perfect..." She trailed off.

I have to get Jessica safely away from her. I couldn't bear bringing Jessica into this. "Look Ayano, calm down. We were just frie—"

"Shut up!" Ayano screamed. "I was with you every step of the way! My family approved of you... I dressed in any way possible that could catch your eye! I started wearing the traditional clothes my mother had for me, but then I realized that wasn't enough. I began to show more and more skin just for you just so I can have you notice the fact that I was into you!"

"Aya—"

"I just want your love... I want you to give it to me..."

I turned ever so slightly so she couldn't see me pull my phone out. I could easily call the cops and have her arrested... Yet I felt that was me throwing her under a bus and hurting her more. I could only give quick peeks down at my phone as she crazily rambled on before I found it—her father's number.

Dialing it, she already knew what's up, fear filled her face. "Who're you calling!?"

I answered her question when I spoke to him. "Please come outside, you're daughter's here and I need help calming her down." I heard a few swears before the door opened.

"Ayano! What the hell is going on?" Garret, Ayano's father. He was a husky guy, but he had a heart of gold. He only took one look at me, my company and Ayano to piece together what happened. With a stern, but soft voice commanded. "Ayano, come here now."

I could see the look on her face. Her face shriveled into a sobbing mess. She hesitated, looking at me and back to her father before dragging herself to her father. As soon as she reached the doorframe, his arm wrapped gently around her as he whispered unintellible words. I assume he was trying to calm her. The sound faded away completely as I heard the door snap shut.

I knew Jessica was going to ask questions about this, but for the time being, I feel as if we both need rest. That was a rollercoaster I didn't want to go through. "Let's get inside"

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I'd thought I'd be the one to hold her through the night, but it seems as if that was switched around as I was the one clasping to her. I was appreciative of it though, and she was aware of it. I let her almost cradle me in her arms as we slept together in my bed... Well... Maybe it should be called our bed now.

"Wakey-wakey." Jessica cooed into my ear. "You know, you're a wonderful guy... We'll need to keep our relationship a secret though." she giggled as she held her finger up to her lips.

"But I wanna make them jealous though, you obviously don't realize what the guys think of you." I prod my finger into one of her breasts. "Especially these—they really like these."

We sat in the bed for several minutes enjoying the warmth of eachother under the sheets. The only one to break the silence was Jessica. "Hey.." She rolled over, her naked breasts pressing against my chest as she laid on top of me, her black and white hair covered my face and I had perfect view of her cherry red eyes and the mysterious eye-like mark as our hands interlocked. "Let's play '20 Questions'."

"Okay?"

"What kind of fetishes are you into?"

Wait, what? "Wait, what?"

"You know, what gets you going?" She asked the question way more innocently than she should.

"Uhm..." When I think about it, I really haven't delved deep into what I'm into. "I don't know?"

"Oh come on! I know you're into something other than just vanilla." Her lips pursed and she cutely added. "I might just have to experiment on you then..."

Oho, the idea of that sounds nice... "Experiment away then." I had a cocky grin.

"I'll get the strap-on then."

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Nope.

A look of pure horror wrapped itself on my face, the idea of her shoving a dildo down my fucking ass already made me squee interally from disgust. "Hahaha. No."

I could see her break down in laughter, she rolled off me, taking the sheets with her too as she almost threw herself on the floor. Her laughing subsided when said the words. "I love you."