Scarlett's eyes flung open after her alarm rang for a good two minutes. She turned it off and then sat up, releasing a long sigh. She entered the bathroom to wash her face and then came back out to check her schedule for the day. It was a Friday, and she only had Professor Williams' class for the day.
Scarlett had decided to heed her uncle's instructions to start attending meetings, so she went ahead and called Rachel, her mother's secretary, to ask when the company's meeting was held.
“Hello, Rachel?” She spoke into the phone, stretching her arms and legs.
“Good morning, ma'am.” The subtle voice of the young lady responded.
“Um, I wanted to find out when the company's meeting would be held today.” Scarlett went straight to the point; she didn't see any reason for further exchanges of pleasantries.
"Today, ma'am, by 10 a.m.,” Rachel answered. Scarlett looked at her clock, and it was almost half past six. She thought she could make it, so she told Rachel that she would be present at the meeting that day before hanging up.
After the phone call, she remembered that she had done Professor Williams’ assignment and then quickly rushed to send it to his email.
She needed an excuse to get out of her class that morning, so she went ahead to take her bath and got dressed in a simple office dress. By the time she was done preparing, it was already ten minutes to 8 a.m., so she grabbed her purse and her keys and hurriedly left the house.
Scarlett drove to campus and marched straight to the professor's office. She placed two soft knocks on his door before he asked whoever it was to come in. She entered the office, and a wicked grin tugged on the professor's face.
“Good morning, professor.” Being the seductress that she was, Scarlett locked the door and made her way very slowly over to where the professor was sitting. She made sure that every step she took teased the helpless man.
“Good morning, Scarlett. What are you doing here?” He asked, gulping down the lump in his throat.
“Oh...” Scarlett settled on his lap, crossing her legs to each side of his body. She slowly took hold of his necktie, rolling it around on her finger and stretching out again. Professor Williams got excited at her actions, but he tried to keep them together.
“I don't think I can attend your class today, Professor Williams; an emergency came up that I have to attend to. But I have turned in my assignment already.” Scarlett drawled, making sure her voice was as enticing as possible, and the professor fell for it.
“You don't have to worry; I won't be taking attendance today.” Professor Williams assured her, and out of excitement, Scarlett placed a kiss on his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck. She felt his cock poking her front through his pants. She quit kissing him and tried to get up, but Professor Williams was already turned on and gently pulled her back onto his lap.
“How can you leave me in this state?” He questioned her, bringing his hand to her folds and massaging her through her underwear. Scarlett couldn't help but throw her head back in ecstasy, moaning and enjoying the way he was rubbing her pussy.
“Your cunt is wet as fuck... I badly want a taste.” The professor sighed lustfully, still massaging her clitoral area. He was enjoying her moans; they got him rock hard, and she could feel them poking at her.
Scarlett suddenly stopped moaning and held his arm, preventing him from doing anything further. She realized that submitting to his touch would only make him feel like he was in charge, and he would end up using her as his side chick, and she didn't want that.
If she wanted to play this game, she would have to be in charge, not the other way around. She smirked at him and shook her head slowly, getting off his lap.
“What are you doing?” Professor Williams' eyes followed her every movement.
Scarlett stared at the bulge in his pants and then placed her hand over it, rubbing around it in circles, making sure she didn't break eye contact with him. The professor let out a sigh, adjusting his tie and impatiently waiting for her to suck the life out of him, but that wasn't Scarlett's plan.
She finally undid his belt and pulled out his sizable cock, which was already hard as a rock and had cum sipping out of it already. Scarlett smirked at him and started to work her hand up and down his whole length, using his cumin as a lubricant.
“Fuck,” the professor muttered, watching her with so much concentration.
His cock throbbed in Scarlett's hand, and she loved the effect she was having on him. She continued to rub his shaft, adding both hands for better pleasure. She increased her tempo, still maintaining eye contact and a grin on her face.
“Oh,” he moaned, already having spasms from what she was doing.
“You like that?” She questioned.
“Don't fucking stop.” He ordered, but that only made her decrease her pace; he didn't get to be in charge.
“What was that?” She asked, almost letting go of his cock.
“No, no, please, please don't stop.” He pleaded, and she smiled before increasing her pace again.
She drove him to a crazy climax, and he cummed all over her hand; he was literally shaking. She licked the cum off one of her fingers and smacked her lips.
“Common, I want to feel that pussy.” The professor demanded, still panting, but Scarlett went ahead to clean her hands with his towel and headed towards the door.
“I get to decide when that happens. Goodbye, professor.” She chuckled and left the office.
Scarlett bumped into someone as soon as she came out of the professor's office. It turned out to be Nelly, and she was staring suspiciously at her.
“Nelly? What are you doing here?” Scarlett queried, making sure she didn't give off the impression that something had just happened in the office.
"Well, I saw your car, and I was looking for you. What were you doing in the professor's office?” Nelly retorted.
“I just went to inform him that I won't be attending the class today; I have an emergency to attend to, so I will get going now. Bye!” She trotted off.
She got to the parking lot, entered her car, and drove off to the company. It was a two-hour drive, but she made it just in time.
When she got to the company, she made her way to the boardroom, where the meeting was being held. Many of the employees were whispering amongst themselves as she passed; some of them wondered who she was and why she was walking with so much confidence. The others who knew who she was were simply amazed by her beauty and boldness.
By the time Scarlett got to the boardroom, everyone was already seated, including Maxwell and his uncle, but her mother was nowhere to be found. She, however, took her rightful seat, the seat meant for the president. Maxwell tried so hard to hide his envy.
“Good morning, everyone. Shall we begin the meeting now?” She requested.
“But Mrs. Vivian is yet to arrive.” Rachel pointed this out.
“It's almost half past ten; how much longer are we going to wait? Let's begin the meeting immediately.” Scarlett said it sternly.
The meeting started regardless of Vivian's absence. Everyone was surprised by Scarlett's intelligence as she made numerous contributions and corrections, even suggesting new improvements that could be made in several areas of the company. The meeting ended after a few hours, and Scarlett left the boardroom with her uncle.
“Scarlett, I must say, I was so impressed with what you did there. Tell me, have you been training in secret all this while?” He asked, and she giggled.
“Well, I am studying business in college, after all.” She responded, and her uncle nodded. He went ahead to show her a few things in the company before she went back to her father's house.
Scarlett wanted to check on her mother and why she wasn't at the meeting, but as usual, Vivian wasn't at home. Just then, her phone started to ring, and it turned out to be her mother.
“Scarlett, how are you?” Vivian asked.
“I'm fine, mom; I'm at home now.” She answered.
“Oh, I'm not at the house,” Vivian said, but Scarlett rolled her eyes.
“I'm aware.”
“Scarlett, why were you at the meeting today?”
“And why weren't you at the meeting?”
“I had another meeting to attend.” Scarlett could tell from her mother's anxious voice that she was lying.
“Which meeting exactly? I was also informed that you have missed three meetings already. Is the company paying you to be irresponsible?” She questioned me sternly, fuming.
“You don't get to talk to me like that, Scarlett! I am your mother!” Vivian got offended, but Scarlett wasn't fazed.
“And I am President Davenport! Do you want me to replace you, mother?”