"M s. Burgess," I called out casually, "a moment please." I watched her lean over to hug her friend Tim goodbye and the anger welled up inside of me again. It had been a month since she moved into my house and the only thing I would change would be her male friends .

She shot me a wry smile in an attempt to placate my anger. When we got home later, I would show her how she could placate me. It had been the same every week after study group with her making me jealous and me taking her home and wiping the idea of any other man from her mind - and her body .

Tim attempted to pull her into his lap and my eyes narrowed in on him like a falcon going in for the kill .

"Olivia," I barked, "now ."

Olivia side-swiped his advances and gave a backward goodbye wave to the rest of the group before sauntering over to me .

Damn, I loved her saunter .

"Professor Dalton," she called out, "did you find that book recommendation for me ?"

"Sly," I whispered as she got close enough, "I wonder if Tim wants that recommendation too ."

She rolled her eyes and waved her hand at the thought. "For your information," she told me snidely, "I told him to keep his lap to himself ."

I chuckled at that one and glanced over at Tim, sitting in the chair, looking dejected. Good. Serves the little fucker right .

"So, meet you outside in a few ?"

I nodded as she made her way past her throng of admirers and tried to tamp down the jealousy. I wasn't having much luck when my phone alerted me to a text message .

Shit, in all the excitement with Olivia, I completely forgot about Saturday night. I grabbed my laptop and shoved it into my bag before heading out the door. By the time I got to my car, my thumbs were tired from texting .

I pulled to the front of the building in time to see Olivia bouncing up and down to keep warm. I unlocked the car and she jumped in .

"What the hell," she yelled out, "what took you so long? It's freezing out here ."

"Well, Tim looked so lonely," I joked, "I thought I would take his lap for a spin ."

"Oh, fuck you," she laughed and rubbed her hands in front of the heater. "but really, what happened ?"

"Well," I hesitated, not sure how this was going to go. Since she moved in we had been in an intimate bubble of school and sex - partly because I couldn't get enough of her, but also because we couldn't go public with our relationship. "There is this party on Saturday ."

"A kegger at Alpha Phi?" She raised her voice to a squeak and added, "oh my god, it's going to be so fresh !"

"No," I laughed, "it's my grandparent's diamond anniversary." Before she could ask, I added, "that's 75 and it's the other grandparents ."

"Oh," she looked a bit dejected but did her best to hide it. "Well, have fun ."

"Actually, I was hoping you would go with me ."

"Oh-well-umm… Yeah, I would love to." Olivia's fingers twisted the scarf around her fingers while I drove. It was a couple of blocks before she finally spoke again, "I'm thinking a diamond anniversary party is going to be on the fancy side ."

"Yes," I answered distractedly as I maneuvered my way through traffic, "they're having it at the castle ."

"They own a castle ?"

"No," I chuckled at her shriek, "they're having it at a venue called the castle. They're inviting everyone they know and I'm pretty sure a couple hundred that they don't know." I was negotiating a dog-eat-dog intersection and wasn't fully paying attention to what she was saying - or rather what she was not saying .

"Nate, I would love to go with you, but I really don't think my mini-dress would be appropriate ."

"I love that dress," I growled, "it slides off so easily ."

Olivia blushed and hid her face in her hands. "That's not helpful," she lamented, "I don't want to embarrass you in front of your family .

I pulled the car into an empty parking spot and turned to give her my full attention. "Babe, you could never embarrass me ."

"Even if I showed up at your grandparents 75th wedding anniversary looking like a stripper ?"

"Oh," I sighed, "my grandfather would love that I got him a stripper… my grandmother, not so much ."

"Nate-"

"How about we just get you something appropriate to wear," I interrupted and pointed to the storefront of an upscale dress shop. After a few minutes of negotiations about how she thought I shouldn't and my correction that I should, we made our way to the store where a rather snooty sales lady pulled out all the stops .

"Well, the lady must have the correct foundation to go with such couture," Miss Madeline was haranguing Olivia after she balked at the price of a bra and panty set. Personally, I thought she should have gotten it in multiple colors and gave a nod to Miss Madeline to indicate such .

Olivia looked like she was fast approaching the end of her rope with the whole affair and motioned for me to follow her into the changing room. As soon as we got in there, she turned on me .

"What are you doing?" She was pacing inside the private room, and I could see angry Olivia reflected in multiple mirrors .

"Nate, you can't just buy me stuff," she huffed and I wondered what it would be like to strip her bare in a room filled with mirrors. I couldn't keep my eyes off the multiple views the mirrors presented to me. It was intoxicating. She was intoxicating .

"Are you even listening to me?" With a huff, she started pulling off the dress she had been trying on. That got my attention .

She had been able to pull the zipper down part way and turned to me for assistance. I reached out to slide the zipper down the length of her and reveled in the way it exposed her silky skin underneath. As she stepped out of the dress and put in back on the hanger, I made myself at home on a nearby sofa to watch the show .

Olivia was still pacing back and forth, but with her high heels and the new bra and panty set it was more like a Victoria Secret show. But private. Just for me. Every once in a while her pacing would turn into the sexy saunter that I loved so much and I couldn't wait for her to angrily rip off the rest of her clothes .

At one point she reached up to spin her hair into a bun, and the way her breasts bounced when she threw her head back had my dick hammering against my pants. I leaned back to give myself some room and clasped my hands behind my head. This show was worth every penny I was going to spend at the register .

"What will people think?" She asked as she reached back to unclasp the bra. I was torn between the one mirror that highlighted her breasts and the one that focused on her ass. I was ping-ponging back and forth between the two when she sat down on my lap for assistance with the clasp. "What the hell is this thing made of ?"

I slid my fingers up her back and flicked the clasp open without much effort. I saw her breasts bounce as I did so, and I reached around to cup them. The sight of my hands molded to her breasts like her personal bra fulfilled every teenage fantasy I had ever had. I leaned forward to kiss her back while she removed the lingerie and folded it into a delicate pile .

"I mean," she continued her rant, "I don't even know how they get the nerve." I'm not even sure she realized what I was doing .

She moved to get up, and I took the opportunity to slide my fingers down her body and hitch them into the wisp of fabric the store considered panties. As she stood from my lap, I slid the panties over her ass, down her legs, and then held them while she stepped out of them. Clad only in her high heeled pumps, she took the panties and tossed them onto the counter .

I almost shouted bravo when they landed on top of the folded bra. Instead, I went back to watching the show, in every angle that my hungry eyes could catch .

After a few minutes, she caught sight of my wicked grin and came over to investigate. As she got close enough to reach for her, I pulled her down on top of me. She landed with her legs on either side of mine. It was like she was all saddled up and ready to go and I reached back to cup her ass and pull her closer .

"Have you been listening to me ?"

"No," I said right before I leaned forward to suckle on her breast .

"Oh my god, Nate," she hissed as she realized what was happening, "we can't. Not here. Someone is going to come in !"

I chuckled as my tongue circled her nipple. "Nobody is coming in," I assured her before moving on to her other breast. I caught a glimpse of her reflection and saw her both arch her back to thrust her breasts towards me and drop her head back in pure bliss. I redoubled my effort and slid one hand around to work her clit .

In no time at all, she was bucking against me looking for her release. Even with my clothes on, I wasn't that far behind her. When she reached down to unzip my pants, I thought I was going to explode .

With a bit of maneuvering, my cock was freed only to be swallowed up by her wet pussy a moment later. She took me in hard with one swift stroke, and I had to control myself so I wouldn't come before her .

The live version of wild Olivia was amazing, but watching her ride me from so many different angles had my eyes glued to the mirrors. I could see her pussy swallow me whole in one mirror and watch her tits bounce rhythmically in another. I wanted it all. All of it. All of her .

I closed my eyes to stay off my release and grasped her hands when she pressed them to my chest for support. A moment later she cried out her release and I immediately followed her through the gates of pure bliss .

She pumped up and down on me a few times before collapsing against my chest, breathing heavy and spent .

"Well, I'll tell you one thing," I whispered when I was able to regain my voice, "were definitely getting that bra and panty set ."