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Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

As Zora blushed her way through some more daring comments, Jordan couldn't help but feel she was an actor playing the part of a blushing teenage to a high level. She'd rubbed herself to climax in his class, and yet here she was blushing about offering to go on a hike with him. Whilst he didn't buy her act, a large part of him didn't care for whether it was an act or not, what she was offering was taking up far more of his attention. How far could a person go before it was too far? If his wife knew he'd met up with a teenage student, she'd have some serious questions and understandably so. Surely that meant he had already crossed a line from which there was little way back? Yeah I'm not one for hiking in large groups, I much prefer either a small group or something a little more intimate. Jordan mused, hinting at his preference for hiking with a sole partner, yet not explicitly taking Zora up on her offer. As Zora dared to go further, being so bold as to ask him to go to Boston with her, Jordan became increasingly aware of her fingers on his. He couldn't shake the notion that those very same fingers had rubbed her more intimate area to a intense climax at the back of his class just a day ago. They'd been coated in her juices, albeit briefly, until she cleaned them with her mouth. The thought alone had Jordan doing his best mentally to calm himself down, feeling his cock swelling slightly as he felt his heart pounding to supply the extra blood. I really don't know if we should. I mean meeting here was questionable, Boston wouldn't so much as step over the line, but jump clear of it. Jordan mused. Trying, however weakly, to regain some sort of control over how quickly he was hurtling towards what could be a mistake.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Mmm, more intimate activities are always nicer, Zora agreed. It was too cold for hiking now, but perhaps in the spring she could treat him to it. If he were good she would let him pin her to a tree, but if not...well, in the woods there was no one to hear him cry out in pleasured pain. She suggested they go to Boston and played coy. They both knew she was acting, obviously, but that was part of the fun. Now part of the game--for her, at least--was seeing how tightly she could bind him to her while playing the submissive seductress. Zora wanted to watch Jordan Taylor try to pin her, try to take her from behind, try to be in charge. She wanted to wind him up so tightly he was ready to burst, then make him bend to her every whim. She would even play the seductive virgin, if that's what he seemed to like, until it didn't matter anymore what he liked. He would like what she told him to like, do what she told him to do when she told him to do it, and otherwise be a good little pet and obey his mistress. The seduction was fun, but the breaking would be the truly enjoyable part. Jordan tried to struggle away from her grip. Zora wasn't having it. Well I mean, if we just so happen to be at the same exhibit at the same time... she suggested slowly. She curled her pinky loosely around his and slowly stroked the back of his hand with her thumb. Or if you just so happen to be on the way to Boston and see me trying to catch a ride the same direction... She pretended to look thoughtful as her thumb moved lightly over his hand. Because I mean, meeting here was purely academic. Seeing a historical field trip in Boston would also be purely academic. So if I happened to be at the Gas'n'Sip near 85 looking for a ride that Friday while you were filling up...well, you'd just be helping out a promising student with a promising future, wouldn't you? It's your job--your duty --as an educator to encourage your students in their academic pursuits. With her free hand Zora played with her hair as she watched Mr. Taylor's resolve slowly slipping away.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

There was hidden thoughts behind her words as she mused about the benefits of intimacy when out hiking. But Jordan knew now wasn't the time to press her on what she was thinking, at this early part of her game she surely wasn't going to be so brazen with her inner thoughts? The way she spoke of Boston sounded like the easiest plan in the world. Then again, she was always going to make it sound like that, it was his job as the responsible party to think about all the ways it could go wrong rather than right. What if someone he knew, or someone that knew either of them from the school saw her getting into his car. Driving a student down to Boston for the day looked bad, picking her up like some sleazy hooker at a out of the way gas station looked even worse. Yet for all of his thoughtfulness and his gesturing over the issue, he was always going to say yes and do what she purposed. I mean I guess that would work. This is purely academic right? Jordan asked, as if he wanted to know the answer. What if she answered him that there was more to this than just academia? What would he do then? Jordan very much doubted he'd have the fortitude to stop her. After all, he was currently sat in a quiet coffee shop with one of his students as she stroked his hand. He hadn't done anything to stop her. Instead choosing to simply ignore that any of this was happening. Yet by his actions he ensured it continued to happen unhindered. Where should I pick you up and what time. Jordan said as he lowered his head. He had the look of a man that was resigned to his fate.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Of course! Zora assured him that it would be purely academic. I mean, what else would it be? She allowed him time to think it over, slowly tracing her thumb over the back of his hand, keeping her little finger crooked around his. If he refused she had other ways, but of course he wasn't going to. His problem was that he wanted to. He wanted to touch her, to be touched by her, to spend time with her. Things didn't sound like they were going too well with his wife, after all he was lonely and she was beautiful and she knew both of these things. Poor guy didn't stand a chance, really. Finally he asked her where and what time. Well... Finally she let go of his hand and pulled a planner out of her backpack. She flipped to the following month--December--and pointed to the week before Christmas. The exhibit starts on the twentieth, but school isn't out until the twenty-second which is Friday. I think if I'm at the Gas'n'Sip on 85--the one across from the Hooters--by four, we should be in Boston in time for dinner. Zora looked over and frowned to see Mr. Taylor hanging his head. Hey... Reaching over, she gently tilted his chin up to look at her. What's with the hangdog expression? I'll take care of the reservations and the tickets and stuff. This is gonna be fun! The month passed by quickly enough. Zora backed off, only touching herself in class once a week while he was watching. Snow started to fall, forcing her to cover up more. Occasionally more Polaroids found its way into Jordan's desk, one or two at a time, of Zora in various states of undress but never enough to show him anything satisfactory. Finally the December 22nd arrived and Zora waited at the gas station with a suitcase on the curb. This was the moment of truth, whether he would go through with it or chicken out.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Jordan knew full well what else could happen and yet he left the cafe that day knowing that he was going to turn up nonetheless and that was that. As the month passed Zora's scandalous actions lessened slightly, she still saw fit to play with herself once a week in his lecture, but she didn't proceed to push herself over the edge and climax like she had done before their meeting at the cafe. Even so, the way she looked at him, and the way he averted his eyes a little less from her actions spoke volumes of how the dynamic between them had changed since that day. Polaroids landed on his desk a couple of times, making it obvious that she knew he had taken the first Polaroid he had seen of her. Once again it made the implications of their actions far clearer than their words to each other would make out. Needless to say he'd stashed them away somewhere his wife would never find them, inspiration for when he needed a climax of his own and his imagination just wouldn't suffice. When the 23rd of December came around Jordan placed his camping gear in the car and said his goodbyes to his wife. A camping trip with his friends from work was the reason she had been given, he'd be back late on the eve of Christmas. As he climbed in the car he took a deep breath before he turned the key in the ignition. This was really happening, he was about to push past the point of no return, and yet he still couldn't stop himself. Turning back wasn't an option anymore. He speed down the roads that led him to the 85, eager to be out of the sight of familiar people. It didn't take him too long to find the Gas'n'Sip she'd been referring to, the silhouette of her figure could be seen long before her actual features and clothing could be. Having seen her in such intimate ways, he'd know that body from any distance. He slowed the car down and pulled into the gas station, coming to a halt right before her. Get in quickly. I don't want anyone to see. Jordan almost whispered, his nerves clearly starting to get to him as he waited for the young girl to climb into his car.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

I said no peeking, naughty man, Zora chided gently when he caught her fastening her stockings. She'd of course seen him glancing in the mirror or out of the corner of his eye, and began thinking of punishments for disobedience. The real question was whether she wanted to keep it simple this early on, or did she want to dig into her suitcase for any number of the toys and accessories she had brought along? And of course she's okay with it, she said with a shrug, steering Jordan out the door. She's a junior partner at her corporate law firm not exactly name-on-the-door money, but what's a weekend's expense to have a good time with a few of my closest girlfriends? All things considered, though, I do expect you to be a gentleman about dinner. He was a grown man, after all she shouldn't have to pick up all the tabs. As they took the elevator to the lobby Zora grabbed Jordan's wrist and looked at his watch. Cursing softly, she looped her arm with his again once they'd stepped off the elevator and steered him at a brisk pace toward Government Center. The gently falling snow which caught in her hair and on her eyelashes made everything feel hushed despite the noise of the city, and in the dark the lights gave everything an air of magic. She made a mental note that they ought to take their time on the way back to better appreciate some of the lights , but for now they had reservations. The Capital Grille was in a tall stone building in Back Bay, the dark, rich decoration combined with dim lighting to give it an intimate air as they were seated and given menus. We'll have the Opus One and the calamari with cherry peppers to start, Zora said once they were seated, giving the waiter a charming smile. Places like this generally didn't insult their customers by carding them. When he returned she ordered the Gorgonzola and truffle-crusted strip, then once they were alone again she turned to her teacher. In the dim lighting it was difficult to see the slightly predatory look to her smile. So Jordan, she said languidly, what all do you want to do this weekend, apart from the exhibit? The light from the candle between them made her eyes glitter in the dimness and she slid her foot along his calf under the table.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Jordan had silently chided himself for getting caught looking when he shouldn't of. Clearly his gaze hadn't disturbed her too greatly, after all she still seemed eager to go to dinner with him, regardless of the fact that he paying that still seemed promising. As they arrived at the place where they were to eat that night, Jordan was in awe at the splendour on offer in the establishment. The menu was something the likes of which Jordan had never seen, nor did he think he would ever see again. Clearly Zora was far more use to these surroundings and this kind of menu than he was, she wasted no time in ordering her food. Surprised by her speed, Jordan had to take a punt on whichever dish grabbed his attention the most. I'll have the Lobster and Crab cakes to start. For my main I'll have the Double Cut Lamb Rib Chops. Jordan stated, folding the menu and handing it back to waiter as he did so. We'll take a bottle of your best red to wash it down, thank you. Jordan said, his manners impeccable as ever. Once the waiter had left them alone, Zora wasted no time in rubbing her leg up against his calf. Jordan shouldn't of expected any different, the girl had acted in a depraved manner all year in his class. In fact the first time she had come to his attention was when she had her lips wrapped around the cock of some lucky jock in the locker room. Jordan couldn't see the smile that had spread across her lips properly, but he didn't need to. He had seen it time and time again, and his memory could easily fill in for what his eyes couldn't see. Well apart from the exhibit, of course . Jordan said, trying to make it sound as if he was only here for the exhibit. I've not been somewhere like here before. How does one enjoy a city like this, and a hotel suite like that. Jordan said in reference to the luxury they would be staying in. He didn't want to say anything to specific, instead choosing to play the game she clearly so enjoyed.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Zora raised an eyebrow when Jordan ordered another bottle of wine. The sommelier poured their first glass for them and left the bottle at the table for them. She raised her glass in a little toast before taking a sip and nodding her approval. Something stronger than wine might be in order later, depending on her mood...but not before dessert. And then Jordan for a second dessert. When he said he had never been somewhere like here before she raised her eyebrow again. You've never been to Boston? Another sip of wine. Well...there's the Museum of Fine Arts and the Science Museum...the Liberty Trail of course, with all of the sites from the Revolution. Fanuel Hall and Quincey Market are always a treat, but touristy. We can always take a harbor tour on one of the historical ships. Their calamari arrived and she popped one into her mouth along with a cherry pepper. If she found it spicy she gave no indication. It all depends on what you want to do. On who he wanted to do. As for the room...well, we can enjoy that whenever and however we want, obviously. She shrugged and took another sip of wine. I mean I'm sure you're going to behave every bit the gentleman and sleep on the couch. But there's a huge living room and a balcony. We could order room service in the morning, have breakfast on the balcony. I hear they've got a pretty good dessert menu too, if you wanted to eat something tonight. She smiled again and considered him over the rim of her glass. So he was up for playing the game for a while longer, extending the pleasure. We could also always just...walk around the city, enjoy the lights and the snow. It's a beautiful evening in a beautiful city, with very good company.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Jordan took a sip of the expensive wine he had ordered whilst he considered Zora, she was adept at playing this game and it made it clear that it couldn't be her first time doing it. She had none of the nerves or the lack of confidence that other girls her age had. The sexual innuendos that dripped from her lips were a practised art, not one that came to a woman her age without some experience first. You must be the first girl to take their professor to dinner, and then ask him to behave. Jordan said with a rye smile in his face. Sipping another deep sip of wine before continuing. Yes the bed is your's and the couch will be mine. He said as his smile widened, his mind already wondering whether he would spend the night on the couch or whether he would spend no time there at all. What do I want to do? Now that would be telling! Although I must confess I have a particularly sweet tooth myself, and I'm always up for dessert, even seconds if the occasion calls for it. Jordan said, returning her innuendo back at her with interest. As he swirled the wine round in his glass his elbow knocked his fork from the table, hitting the floor with a soft sound as it clattered under the table. How clumsy of me! Jordan said in false shock, moving his chair out as he bent at the hip and pushed his head under the table cloth to help find his fork. He patted his hands on the floor, seeing her legs he made sure to accidentally brush her leg a couple of times. Sorry, I think it's just here somewhere. Jordan spoke from under the table, he had seen the fork a long time ago but no one in the restaurant had to know that, even if she might.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Professor ? Zora smirked and arched an eyebrow. My dear Jordan, you teach high school history. Don't you think 'professor' is getting a little head of yourself? She snickered and sipped her wine as he continued. It wouldn't do to let him get too big for his britches right out of the gate. When he mentioned desserts and second desserts she allowed a kittenish little smile but otherwise said nothing. It was an obvious ploy when he knocked his fork to the floor, but she already had him where she wanted him and so Zora kept her legs crossed even as she felt his hands on her smooth legs. Finally he emerged and she tilted her head to one side. Well, that was an adventure. She poured herself another glass. If you like dessert, Mike's in the North End has some incredible Italian pastries, though they might be closed by the time we're done with dinner. We may just have to content ourselves with taking the long way back to the hotel tonight and make our way there tomorrow after the exhibit. But like I said, everyone says the hotel has an excellent room service menu. Their food arrived and she thanked the waiter before cutting off a bite of her sumptuous steak. She made a noise of pleasure and closed her eyes, chewing slowly before swallowing and looking at Jordan. Now for the risky part, the part which could either ruin everything, or make it all that much hotter. You've never even been to Boston with your wife?
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Jordan cut into his lamb chops as she spoke about the place at which they could get desert, although it would have to wait till the following day. Luckily his mouth was still full when Zara mentioned his wife, that she had the audacity to do so spoke volumes of how she liked to play this game. Jordan chewed his food whilst he carefully thought about what to say next. No unfortunately not. You see me and my wife didn't meet over our shared love of history and culture. It was definitely more a case of opposites attract. Jordan let the comment hang in the air before continuing to eat his food, he was ravenous and it showed with the way he ate. He may not of looked like it, but he was a man that enjoyed his food and he definitely enjoyed the fine food this establishment was serving. It was a good choice to come here, you seem to have a good eye for these things. Jordan said, unintentionally shifting the topic away from his wife and back in to Zora.
Thread: Twisted And Tangled (HoldTheDoor/Mim)

Zora nodded at his answer. It was a very good answer. That's a shame, she said lightly in response. I've always enjoyed having similar interests in common, but opposites can make things exciting. Opposites such as a 16-year-old girl and her teacher--how old was he, anyway? Didn't matter. The more important question was whether he loved his wife, whether he would even bother trying to hold on if she ever found out. That would make it more fun...but it wasn't entirely necessary. I've developed a taste for the finer things, Zora replied casually when Jordan mentioned that her choice of restaurant was a good one. If they didn't want to talk about his wife then they wouldn't. After all, he was here for her , not that bitch. The flirting continued throughout dinner. Her foot slid every now and then up his calf to his knee, then back down before disappearing back to her side of the table. Once he'd paid the bill Zora made absolutely certain not to even make a courtesy reach for her purse she looped her arm in his again and began steering him back toward the hotel. They had taken the T here since they'd been in a hurry, but walking would take nearly twice as long. Zora insisted that she wanted to see the Christmas lights. In the softly falling, silent snow they were beautiful and really the entire thing was very romantic. After a brief snow fight it couldn't be properly called a snow ball fight, since the snow was too fluffy to get a good pack Zora took Jordan's arm again, laughing genuinely and practically glowing under the soft white lights surrounding them. She kissed him briefly, a light and playful thing, but then her expression grew serious. Zora leaned in and kissed Jordan again, this time slowly and sweetly. Her lips were soft and flavored with wine, and her body felt like it conformed to his perfectly. After what seemed like an eternity she pulled away, the lights reflecting in her eyes as they read his face. Come home with me, Jordan. It wasn't a plea or a question, nor was it a demand. Her voice was soft and serious, but not stern. Without another word Zora took Jordan's hand and laced her fingers with his before once again leading the way back to the hotel.
Thread: Video Boys w/xXRyuJunkieXx

Justin groans as he starts to wake up, realizing that something is wrong. The red ceiling isn't his, after trying to remember what on Earth happened to him. He was walking then someone grabbed him, and he doesn't remember anything more. He is clothed, on a bed inside of a windowless red room. Across the front of the bed a camera, on a stand. He picks it up, as it is on and seem to have something recorded on it. Before he could press play, he wonders if he is alone.
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Justin wasn't alone. Laying on the same bed next to him was his friend Riley. He too was walking with Justin when someone out of nowhere grabbed both of them. About a couple minuted after his friend woke up Riley began to wake up as well. Ugh.....w-what happened? He muttered to himself. He looked around to noticed that he was in some kind of room. Getting up from the bed he noticed Justin with camera in his hands. Justin? W-Where are me? I don't recognize this place. Riley said.
Thread: Video Boys w/xXRyuJunkieXx

Riley! Justin is happy that he is here, or he would be alone. I don't know...I found this camera though, about it would help us. He said, looking at the tint screen as he pressed play. He gasped when he saw a different bed and two people were on it. One is a naked man, making grunts as he is savagely thrusts into a moaning and screaming woman as though she is enjoying the roughness. However, upon close inspection, it was a woman, but a girly looking man crying out in pleasure. He kept saying 'yes master' and begging to do him harder. What is this? Justine is turning phone no at this.
Thread: Video Boys w/xXRyuJunkieXx

I-I don't know. It looks like.....someone's sex tape. Riley replied with. Looking at the video the femboy was both shocked and somewhat aroused seeing the girly looking man getting his ass pounded so ruthlessly. However Riley did notice one thing about the video. The bed the two were making love on. It was the same bed he and Justin had woken up on which meant one thing. Justin that room they're in. It's the same room we're in right now. Look at the bed.