Phedra made her way to Eric's house on Friday night, she was very cold now, walking to his house again because she didn't want people seeing them together or him driving her anywhere. She was wearing tight cute sweat pants, navy blue with a P embroidered on them and a sweatshirt it was beige and cute, yes, it looked cute with the pants. She pulled the hood up so she could be super sneaky. She was wearing her ugg boots too... shh she liked them.

She walked up to his door and buzzed his appartemement. She didn't know what to call him anymore so she just said. "Hey, it's me... it's really cold out, can you buzz me in?" She was shivvering a bit, bouncing around on the porch.

Eric mumbled darkly, something about her getting sick from walking everywhere all the time as he pressed the button and buzzed her in. The girl needed a car. His apartment was warm, with the heater cranked up and a small fire having been lit in the living room, as well as a heavy blanket being thrown over the couch for later, when they wanted to lay down and watch tv, or maybe other naughties underneath the covers...not that he was expecting that.

Eric hadn't bothered to change out of his 'teacher' clothes, so instead he shuffled around his small kitchen making some popcorn in neat grey slacks, a pair of socks, and a plan button up white shirt, the top buttons which were undone.

She scampered in and got inside his appartemement, putting her messenger bag down too. She carried it everywhere.. but you'll never know what was inside -evil laugh-. Actually, all that was inside was some manuscript paper, a copy of the harvard dictionary of music, a few pencils, and a metronome. She smiled at him. "Hey..." She said quietly.

She walked over to the counter and looked at him. "You don't look to happy, or comfortable..." She pouted slightly. "Something wrong?" They'd have to have that conversation about what she should call him later.

Eric paused in the motions of pouring kernals into his retro popcorn maker (he was old fashioned) to pull her to him with one arm and kiss her softly. "I just worry about you walking all the way here in the cold." he told her softly. Finishing his task at the counter, he turned back towards her and wrapped both arms around her, pulling her closer again and kissing her for a bit longer. "How was your day?"

She kissed him back, her hands resting against his chest. Oh how she loved kissing him, she just melted into his kisses. They were absolutely wonderful!

"I just worry about you walking all the way here in the cold."

"Aww! That is so sweet, don't worry, I'm fine..." She said with a sweet smile. She looked him in the eyes, "if it'll make you feel better I can start taking a cab, or taking the bus or something... and I can get my permit in a few weeks." She hoped he wouldn't freak out about that, it was a definate point out of her age.

Oh! And there was another kiss. Ooooh she liked this. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, she giggled slightly against the kiss as he started to pull away. Kissing him was fuuuun!

"How was your day?"

"Fine, how about yours?" She asked quietly as she pulled back, unwrapping her arms from his neck but still enjoying his arms around her. "Hey... what am I supposed to call you now? Calling you Mr. Matthews sounds kinda dirty..." She giggled innocently.

"Aww! That is so sweet, don't worry, I'm fine...if it'll make you feel better I can start taking a cab, or taking the bus or something... and I can get my permit in a few weeks." Eric nodded, opening the cabinet just above his head and getting out a bowl, setting it by the popcorn maker which was pop pop popping softly beside them. "You should start taking a cab," he murmured softly before they kissed, the matter seemingly decided.

"Long," he said shortly, in answer to her question. Teaching was alot more stressful than he had thought it would be. He rubbed his temple a little, absent mindedly, before pouring the popcorn into the bowl and handing it to her, smiling, one arm still wrapped around her waist as he led her into the living room. "But let's not think about school. I'd rather be distracted by you," he told her, brushing a kiss across her temple and sitting down on the couch, pulling her into his lap as he did so. "Eric is fine, Miss Phedra. Although you're welcome to call me Mr. Matthews if you ever have the urge to be dirty."

"You should start taking a cab,"

"Alright." She said quietly with a nod. She'd have to get a job, but she didn't tell him that. Right now she only had $10 a week to live on so she usually ate some dry cheerios for breakfast and a school lunch late. She skipped dinner. She smiled and rest her head against his shoulder when he put his arm around her waist and she clutched her bowl of popcorn.. it was warm. "I'm sorry your day was long... but maybe it can keep being long and we can have more time together."

"But let's not think about school. I'd rather be distracted by you,"

"Awww thats so sweet..." She smiled and shivvered a bit as she felt his lips on her temple. She squealed and giggled as he pulled her into his lap. It had surprised her a bit but it made her smile, he made her smile, all the time.

"Eric is fine, Miss Phedra. Although you're welcome to call me Mr. Matthews if you ever have the urge to be dirty."

"Mmm I doubt I'll have the urge, but I'll keep it in mind." She leaned in and kissed him softly nipping at his lips slightly before she pulled back and snuggled in against his chest. "So... what are we watching tonight?" She popped a piece of popcorn in her mouth, then playfully and casually threw a kernel at his face.

Eric laughed when she squealed, situating themselves at the end of the couch, he leaned against the arm, her in his lap and laying against his chest, and pulled the covers up over their bodies. "Hmmm, anything you want. I have quite a collection," he said, tapping the end of her nose lightly with his finger.

"Mmm I doubt I'll have the urge, but I'll keep it in mind." He sighed, mockingly disappointed. "Don't crush a guy's dreams, Phedra." He wrinkled his nose and scrunched his face playfully at the piece of popcorn she threw, tickling her sides just a bit in retaliation. "Behave yourself, Miss Phedra," he said in his best stern teacher voice, wrapping his arms tighter around her middle and pulling her against his chest.

"Behave yourself, Miss Phedra,"

She squealed and wiggled as she felt him tickle, she tried to fight off his hands playfully. When he tapped her nose her face scrunched up and her nose wiggled a bit, she looked like a bunny. She always did that when someone touched her nose. "Yes, Mr. Matthews." She said teasingly before popping another piece of popcorn in her mouth and leaning her head back on his shoulder slightly. She let out a little yawn then she decided she wasn't comfortable that way. She rolled over so her chest was against his and looked thoughtful. "Mind if we just watch the Olympics for a while?" She spied his remote on the table behind him and reached over and grabbed it.

She turned the TV on then gave him the remote. "Or anything else you want. I don't feel like getting up to pick a movie... I'm far too comfortable." She scootched herself down a bit and lay her head on his chest. She let her eyes close for a minute, she was just very comfortable. She opened then and turned her head to look up at him. A small smile on her face, then she pulled the blanket up over them more.

"Yes, Mr. Matthews." He tickled her a little again. "You can't use that endearment unless you mean it in a dirty way, so don't." He laughed and stuck his tongue out at her. "Mind if we just watch the Olympics for a while?" He shrugged, flipping it to one of the many channels that had them blaring 24/7 and handed it back to her. He laid his head on the arm of the couch, wiggling a little to get comfortable and then staring at the screen impassively, one hand rubbing her back softly.

She giggled again when he tickled her. "Alright, I won't say it again, Eric." She said this in a way that was equally as tempting as when she said Mr. Matthews.

When she felt his hand rubbed his back she involuntarily made a small purring sound. She started to close her eyes but she didn't want to fall asleep. She wiggled up on his chest a bit further and rest her head on his shoulder and she started to nip as his neck and then kiss it and suck on it. She ran her hand across his chest as she did.

Phedra began purring softly, a sound that made Eric close his eyes a little and take a deep breath, exhaling slowly. It was a relaxing yet still very...interesting. Sound.

He didn't move as she wiggled towards him and began playing her mouth on his neck, for a while at least. After a moment, he shifted a little, seemingly uncomfortable, but the uncomfortableness came more from the thoughts running through his mind then their physical situation. "Phedra, don't tempt me," he whispered softly.

"Phedra, don't tempt me,"

"Alright..." She said quietly. She stopped kissing him and stopped moving her hand on his chest. She just snuggled back down then after a minute she sighed. She didn't like the silence. "Whats wrong?" She asked quietly. Ok, true, she was a naive virgin and didn't really understand why kissing his neck was tempting him, and tempting him to what. She just knew she wanted to be close to him but she felt rejected at the moment, like he didn't want her. She just wanted him to touch her.

"Whats wrong?" Eric sighed, wiggling some more to get comfortable and stroking her back softly, still turned towards the tv. "I'm sorry babe, but when you do that, it makes me want to do things we really should not be doing right now. Not that I don't like it, because I do, a little too much. Okay?" He turned towards her and kissed the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her again and snuggling.

"Alright..." She said quietly, snuggling into his arms. She inhaled his scent and then rest her head against his chest again. Oh teacher clothes... She sighed lightly, in a comfortable way, but she wasn't completely comfortable.. the teacher clothes made her feel a bit awkard an his belt buckle was digging into her stomach. She reached up and played with the buttons on his shirt a bit, one comming undone she got a tiny peak at the very top of his chest.

She glanced up at him. "Are you sure you're comfortable? Do you want to change?" She smiled. "I promise if you want to I'm not going to run away while you're gone." She was actually getting a little warm herself. She sat up on top of him, now sitting on his hips, which was probably not the best thing. She took her sweatshirt off and tossed it aside, she was wearing a navy blue camisole under it, and yes, she had some cleavage... though she had small breasts.

With a sigh, he unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled them up to the elbows, as well as a few more buttons at the top, and quickly took off his belt, curling it up and laying it on the coffee table so that there were no tight clothes. Laying back down, considerably more comfortable now, he took a deep breath as he watched Phedra take her top off. "Phedra," he groaned, bringing up a hand to cover his eyes. "You're not helping."

"What?" She said quietly, not in mock naiveness, because she really was naive. She snuggled back into his chest, this time her head rest right next to the bare skin of his chest, her lips almost touching it. She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and glanced over at the TV. Her stomach let out a loud growl, she was hungry. She bit her lip and looked up at him blushing. "Sorry...heh..." She was bright red.

Eric smiled a little and took another deep calming breath, sinking into the couch comfortably. "Hungry? There's popcorn. Or you could go raid my kitchen, if you wanted something else." This was really a night to press his self control, because it had been quite a while since he had had any sort of sexual contact...since his divorce in fact, which had only been a few months ago. And here was a gorgeous, virginal blonde on top of him. He tried not to think about it.

"Hungry? There's popcorn. Or you could go raid my kitchen, if you wanted something else."

"Thanks." She said quietly, as she slid off of him, she made sure the blanket still covered him so he didn't get cold. When she was away from him she was cold though. She gave a little shivver then grabbed her sweatshirt pulling it back on. She walked into the kitchen, slipping on the floor a bit because she was only in her socks now. She opened the fridge and got out an apple. Yum.

She washed it off then dried it on a paper towel and got a knife out. She started to cut the apple then she looked back in the direction of the living room. "Eric, do you want anything to eat while I'm- OW!" She shouted suddenly, dropping the knife hand waving her finger around. She'd cut it a bit. Her ring finger, just along the top, nothing life threatening.

Eric was getting a little groggy laying on the couch, all comfy and warm and thoroughly bored by ice skating announcers on tv when he heard a very large 'OW' coming from the kitchen. Standing up, he threw the blanket off him and walked into the kitchen, seeing Phedra with an apple and a knife. "You okay, babe?"

"Ya..." She said, still shaking her finger. "Just cut my finger, sorry if I scared you." She walked over to the sink and rinsed it off but as soon as she stopped the water the blood covered most of her hand again. She grabbed a paper towel and wrapped it around it, applying some pressure.

"Stupid knife.." She muttered under her breath then shook her head, looking up at Eric. "Do you have a bandaid?" Asked quietly, she took the paper towel off her finger which now was all bloody and put it on again at a non bloody part. "Not squeemish are you?"

"Not squeemish are you?" Eric shook his head, grabbing a box of bandaids from a cupboard. "Nope, can't say I am. Hold still." He ran a little water over the cut again and applied some pressure to it via paper towel before slathering on a little neosporin and carefully wrapped the bandaid around the tip of her finger, kissing it. "There," he said, holding her hand up. "All beter."

She giggled as he held her hand up. "My hero." She said playfully. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in, kissing him softly at first, but soon she was addicted to his lips. The intensity of the kiss started to pick up and her fingers started to play with the hair on the back of his neck.

Eric kissed her back softly a few minutes, picking her up and setting her on the counter as things got hotter. A few more moments of intense kitchen makeout and he took both of her calves in his hands and wrapped them around his waist, his hand pushing up the hem of her shirt to rest on the small of her back lightly.

She let out a small moan against the kiss as she felt his hand on her skin, this was really the first time he'd ever touched her skin anywhere but her face, she liked it. She craved his touch. She ran her hands down to the small area of his exposed chest and then moaned again. She loved touching him. She kissed him back deeply, with her legs around him, drawing him closer. All of her moans were soft and innocent sounding, kind of hesitant.

Eric stopped abruptly and pulled away, his breath a little shaky, getting way too into this way too fast. Taking a few deep breaths, he rested his forehead against hers, eyes closed. At that moment he realized, he had never been with a girl who was as innocent as Phedra. It was damn hott. "Phedra, I think we need to stop, before this becomes something you don't want it to be."

She had her forehead against his. She was a little out of breath herself. She looked him in the eyes and she knew he was serious. She wasn't going to argue with him about this and this was about the third time tonight he'd stopped her on something. "Do you want me to call a cab?" She asked quietly, still stroking his hair slightly.

He shook his head slowly, pciking her up from the counter and kissing her neck softly, wrapping her legs around his waist and carrying her from the kitchen to the living room, back on to the couch. "No. Just stop teasing me, girl. You're really testing my self control," he teased softly, kissing her cheek again.

"Anything else I can do for you to make it easier for you to control yourself?" She asked quietly then giggled as he lay her back down on the couch. She looked up at him directly into his eyes... daaamn all she wanted to do was having him touch her. She trusted him and she just wanted to know what things felt like, things her sister, Naomi, was always talking about. Like an orgasm, she had no idea what it was but she heard it felt good.

He smirked at her, shaking his head at hre sauciness. "Well, I would say stop being so damn hott, but I'm not sure that's something you can control, so I guess I'll just have to behave." He laughed and snuggled into her warm soft body.

She smiled and snuggled back against him. She liked the feeling of their bodies pressed together. She took his hand and placed it on her side, she just wanted him to know that she wanted him to touch her.

As the cuddled on the couch, his tv mummering pointlessly, Eric pressed another soft kiss to the column of her neck, his hands running up and down her sides and her back softly, soothingly, as he nibbled softly at her skin.

She let out a soft moan that changed slowly into a content sigh as she snuggled up against him. She yawned again then started to look very sleepy. She bent her head back slightly, letting him access her neck better.

Eric pulled her closer to the warmth of his body, his mouth opening slightly as his kisses became slightly hotter and wett, sticky, but still soft and unhurried as his hands continued to move against her back soothingly. After a moment or two of this, they began to creep lower, until finally one came to rest on the top portion of her butt passively.

She let out a soft shuttering moan as she felt his kisses change form to something a bit more passionate, a nice slow passion. Then his hands, almost on her but, then on her butt. Her hips moved closer to his when she felt his hands, not pulling away from his hands, but just moving closer to his hips.

"Mmmm, Phedra," he whispered, his mouth trailing from beneath her ear to her jawbone, and then up to her lips, lazily. He pulled her closer still, tasting her and his hands explored leisurely, sighing a little into her mouth and relaxing, his body feeling like it was underwater.

She would have moaned his name back but her brain had turned to mush. She was enjoying this far too much, this was the first time anyone had ever done this to her. She ran her hands through his hair as her eyes were shut, swimming in the pleasure he was creating.

Lethargically, Eric rolled the two of them over so he was on top, his hands going up the back of her shirt just a bit and his mouth parted a little to allow his tongue to gently probe hers, unhurried.

Her tongue felt his and she felt his hands on her back, on her skin and she moaned a bit louder against the kiss. She wanted him to touch her more, she never wanted this to end, she didn't think of him as her teacher any more... just the man she was seeing... monday would be awkward.

Pulling back a little, Eric had the urge, not the usual pervy urge most men would get in this situation, but an urge to make her feel...well, something she had never felt before. "Phedra, what would you say if I asked you to let me take this a little further?"