It's Wellness Wednesdays! As educators & as people it's essential that we take the time out to take care of ourselves & our bodies. Here are some FULL BODY moves that you can do inside of the classroom or in the comfort of your own home. Enjoy & give me some feedback!! #abs #workout #afrogirlfitness #blackgirlmagic #blackwomenfitness #fitness #fitnessmotivation #workoutfromhome #blackfitness #healthylifestyle #mealprep #teachersfollowteachers #herbalife #teachersofinstagram #teacher #teacherlife #thestudentteacher #fitgirl #fitteacher (at Dallas, Texas)
Went thrifting for the first time today in Dallas & got all this for $76. I came up on a YSL shirt for less than $3 & all of my holiday clothes for work were 50% off. The scarves were .95 cents & they had a deal of the day for certain color price tags that were also 50% off. I think I have a new obsession...Now to wash all these clothes lol #dallas #thrift #thriftstore #thriftshopping #thriftstorefinds #thriftfinds #thestudentteacher #teacher #educator (at Thrift Giant)
So thanks to @novelcarrington for bringing this meme back! Here is 3 lines from Chap.6! "Hello?" “Hey hun, I just wanted to let you know that I’m just now getting home. It shouldn’t take me to long, I’m pretty sure my make-up salvageable hahaha.” Chris paused realizing that he loved her laugh. Thinking of how beautiful she was with her make-up on; and how he was hoping he would be able to tell her tomorrow morning how beautiful she is with it off. It'll be posted tonight yay!
I will be posting Chapter 6 this week! I'm searching for a picture of Shays perfect apartment. But Chapter 6 will be out towards the end of this week I’m thinking Thursday Yay! Hope y’all are ready!!!
p.s. If you yes you! Have any ideas of Shays place please send them! I’m drawing a blank here!
Thanks for your patience! To my gorgeous beta @avenger-nerd-mom you rock! Enjoy!
Warnings: Adult content, adult language, and this one gets pretty intense into the whole ethnically biased opinion situation. If you aren’t cool with that I wouldn’t proceed.
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Looking at her with lust in his eyes, he started, “First off I would like to know...” He scratched his beard in thought. “Who told you that you can dis-mount?”
Shay looked up at him and thought This Mother Fucker is going to get me pregnant with that face! “Apologies sir; would you like me to remount?” She said with a smirk.
Sighing, Chris wrapped his strong big arms around her shoulders and spoke. “Better not, my love. I stopped once; I won’t be able to do it again.”
Shay shrugged and snuggled up closer into the natural nook that his body had made for her. “Fine then, my king, ask me what you are dying to know.”
“You’re from Texas right? What brought you to the beautiful state of Massachusetts?” He said sarcastically and through the window, while the storm raged on, lightning lit up the room.
“My ex fiancé. I was in London and he had mentioned that he wanted to move back home.” Shay said while gesturing around herself. “I told him that was great and I supported him and he mentioned that he wanted me to come with him. So my contract with my firm was up, and I figured ‘what the hell? I like cold weather, I can do Boston.’ Turns out he couldn’t.”
Turning so he can see her better, Chris looked puzzled “What do you mean?”
“Whatever arrangements he had made to transfer from one firm to the other had fallen through. He ended up losing his job about 5 months after we had settled down. Thankfully it didn’t take me long to find one. Anyway things finally settled down, he had found a job at a new firm, and we were back on track. We started planning the wedding like normal. It came to our wedding day and, everything was good as far as I could tell. I went to go do the bride reveal and had seaked up a few minutes early, and I found him in the study where we were supposed to meet, but he was balls deep in my maid of honor.”
“Oh, shit,” he utters, in disbelief. Chris had no words, only pain that he felt for Shay, and the desire to hunt this dick down and kick his ass for her. How dare he hurt my woman like that! She is so good to everyone! His eyebrow cocks, and she wonders what he’s really thinking. Whatever; his loss is my future gain. Fuck him and thank you! “I’m sorry, honey, that’s fucked up on so many levels.”
She smiles when he caresses her dark curls, careful not to tangle his fingers. “It’s okay…” Her thoughts linger briefly. “I was devastated in the moment but now-” Snuggling up to Chris more. “I’m happy it happened. I wouldn’t know you.”
Chris grabbed Shay’s chin with his free hand, and lifted it up to his lips so he could steal a kiss or two... or three. “Do you want me to go kick his ass baby?”
Shay giggled and rubbed her nose against his and stole another long passionate kiss. “No it's fine. If anyone is going to do it I want to be the one. Thank you though, baby.” Stealing another kiss and nibbling on his full rose-colored bottom lip; she pulled away, with a huge smile on her face.
Chris was holding on to his composure very well despite the bulge in his pants giving him away.
“Apologies” he chuckled as he adjusted his pants. “She has a thing for chocolate.” He said while nipping on her sweet exposed neck.
Shay busted out laughing. “First off you call it a she??? Should I be concerned?”
“Only if you tease her and don’t finish. Then once she gets inside you she loses it.” Gesturing down to his bulge, now moving underneath his pants. Shay’s eyes went wide and her giggle fits returned.
“OMG. I can’t breathe this is too funny and super cute.” After Shays giggle fits subsided the pair sat in silence enjoying the comfort of one another.
The pair shared stories well into the night, the chat diminishing to short bursts of sound. Shay eventually fell asleep on him and started to lightly snore. Chris, overwhelmed with emotion for this woman he just met, kissed the top of her forehead, and reached to grab the blanket from the easy chair next to them to cover her up.
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Morning broke and Shay found herself in bed laying next to a very handsome man .Who couldn’t even fathom the hold he had on her; and didn’t know it. She had so much love for him. It was more love than she thought two people could have in a lifetime; let alone a couple of days. She kissed his bearded cheek, and made her way to the shower, tip toeing to not disturb him. After her shower she dressed, leaving Chris still asleep in the bed to go downstairs to find breakfast. The hotel had these cute little ‘breakfast on the go’ bags. She filled up her little bags with a few dry items. Toast, cereal, a banana, a couple of cartons of milk for the coffee she also picked up for Chris.
On her way back to her room she bumped into a familiar face.
“Well, well, well look what the wind blew in.” Shay immediately recognized that voice.
“What the hell do you want?” She groaned.
“Hahaha Shay you haven’t changed a bit. How are you doing these days? Still single I see.” The intruder gestured to the absent space on Shay’s ring finger. “You know I am truly sorry about the wedding situation for you; walking in on what you did must have been rough on you.”
“Yes, yes it was. Now if you’ll excuse me. My boyfriend is probably wondering where I am so; good day to you sir.”
The ass rag moved in front of her blocking her path so she couldn’t move. She had the overwhelming desire to act on the “ass kicking” Chris had joked about the night before.
“What boyfriend?”
“That’s none of your business.” She said calmly and attempted to move around him again. And again he blocked her path.
“Uh huh, right? What’s his name?” Her ex asked belligerently.
“My name is Chris Evans, and you are?” Chris had snuck around both Shay and the guy who was obviously giving her hard time for a while now. Only when the jerk started to move closer to Shay did he realize it was time for him to step in. He walked up behind Shay and introduced himself for her.
“Chris this is my ex-fiance Derick, Derick this is Chris.” Derick had a horrified look on his sculpted mahogany face. Like something was wrong. It brought Shay so much joy to see him like this.
“Is there something the matter Derick?” Shay asked coyly, her voice dripping with sugar sweet.
“Well unlike your boyfriend, Captain America here, some of us have enough manners to not come down to the lobby with just jeans on.”
Chris and Shay looked down at his naked chest. Chris started to say something but she shrugged and spoke first.
“I think he looks pretty damn good.” To prove her point, she dragged her manicured nails up Chris’s chest, trailing them across the Tolle tat. “But that’s just my personal opinion, especially when he wears his glasses.” Where the FUCK did those come from?? He looks like he could be my professor. Ooo Professor Evans Role- play Idea, duly noted. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
Being the fine actor he is, Chris hid his laughter at the show she is putting on for this ass hat. Pulling her close, he reached his arm around her, staking his claim. “Aww, thanks babe.” Chris leaned down and stole a good kiss from Shay.
So good it made Shay’s toes curl; despite the fact that their glasses bumped into each other. They both shared a hearty laugh and Chris tried to steal another kiss.
She bumped him with her shoulder lightly. “Easy big boy, we are in the lobby, and you know the rule.”
“Yes” Chris grumbled. “No free shows.”
Derick was in disbelief. When he last saw Shay she was crying, running out the hotel room. That was only 8 months ago! But now she’s with him- Captain Fucking America!??
“SO Cap where did you and Shay meet?” Derick crossed his toned arms defensively trying to puff up next to Chris. They matched each other in height; but Chris was more bulkier than Derick was. Not to mention sexier.
“I haven’t been Cap for a while now..-”
Shay interrupted “Not, true you where Cap last night.” She giggled, batting her long eyelashes at Chris.
Damn her. I’m gonna get another hard on right here in the lobby.
“..Hush you.”
Shay giggled “Yes Sir.” and looked away with a big smirk on her face.
“I’m going to get you for that.” He warned her, and the look in his eyes showed he meant it.
“What? I didn’t do anything.” Sarcasm dripped from her full lips.
Chris could feel the other man’s blood start to boil in the small space between them. Time to make an exit. Chris reached over and pulled the now lukewarm coffee from her hands. He whispered “You’re mine.” He spoke softly enough so that Derick couldn’t hear, but the closeness was sensual enough to piss him off.
After sending a noticeable chill through Shay’s body, he straightened himself up. He popped the lid off of his coffee cup to take a sip and ended up chugging it.
Derick stood and watched their interaction with one another. He was disgusted. He watched Captain America and loved the Marvel movies. But seeing Shay with Chris was just unnatural. How could she be with a with this guy? He’s white for crying out loud! Doesn't she know she’s betraying her race? All the shit that his ancestors put ours through; and now she’s shacking up with one of them?? Unacceptable.
“Apologies, Derick. What was your question again?” Chris asked while stealing a bite of Shays banana.
“Hey! Get your own!” She stuck her tongue out at him. Then they shared another giggle between them.
“I asked,” he repeated, his tone turning surly. “Where did you say you and Shay say you met?”
“I didn’t.” Chris is done with this shit and replied with a smile slowly spreading across his lips.
“Shay, do you mind if we speak in private?” Eyeing Chris, he reached to rub down Shays beautiful cocoa arm. But Shay pulled back and Chris stepped up.
“Yes, yes I do! I have nothing nice to say to you, Derick. Now if you are done antagonizing us, we will be leaving now.” Shay grabbed Chris’s hand to move, but Derick was relentless he stepped in front of Shay, and Chris guided her behind him. So now he was face to face with Chris.
“Do we have a problem Cap?” Derick poked Chris hard in the chest with his digit. Not wanting to draw anymore attention to them then they already were, Shay placed her hand on the top of Chris’s shoulders signaling that she was going to take care of it.
She didn't have to say anything to Derick for him to step back. Her stance said it all. She stood up tall with her shoulders back, and even put her glasses on the top of her head so that there was no miscommunication. She spoke real softly but sternly to him.
“Move out of the way, or be moved. Please do NOT make me go crazy bitch on your ass in public! Move now!”
“What? You won't tell me where y’all met seems kind of strange, don't you think?” He asked knowing he was pushing his limits.
“Nope I think it's strange for my ex-fiance trying to be all up in my current business. Goodbye, Derick.”
“It’s important, please, Shay.”
Chris took the hint, and decided he was going to break the tension. All though he kind of didn’t want to- seeing Shay stand her ground was a big turn on. Not to mention the ‘Oh Shit’ face Derick was sporting was quite entertaining to him as well. Note to self don’t piss Shay off. “I’ll be back...” He said back faced to Derick shaking his empty cup at Shay, indicating he was going to get a refill. “...Let me know.” Shay nodded.
Chris kissed her forehead as he strolled past her. He eyed Derick over his shoulder, who seemed a little more upset then Chris would like him to be, but he left anyway. He refilled from the coffeepot closest to her just in case Derick needed to be guided out.
“What the fuck do you want Derick?”
“How dare you?” Derrick said through his gritted perfect teeth.
“How dare I? How dare you?! I’m tired of theses fucking games; what is it?”
Derick leaned in and said in a hushed voice. “He’s White!”
“Very good Derick; now what color is that bell hop over there?” Shay pointed to the man, and then waved. Her voice dripping in sarcasm and frustration.
“How dare you betray your own race!”
“First off, Chris is a human being. It’s not like I’m with an alien or anything. Secondly ‘ethnicity’ is the correct word, not ‘race’ there is only one race! The human race fuck tard! Third, what the fuck does it matter to you? You fucked my best friend right before our wedding, you dick. I don’t have to answer to you. I like him a lot, so you can take your hateful ass somewhere else.” Shay turned and signaled to Chris that she was leaving.
Chris saw the signal, and moved to meet her at the elevator bay. As the silver doors opened Chris grabbed Shay’s hand, raised it to his full lips and kissed it. “Let’s get the fuck outta here?”
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“Oh, shit,” he utters, in disbelief. Chris had no words, only pain that he felt for Shay, and the desire to hunt this dick down and kick his ass for her. How dare he hurt my woman like that! She is so good to everyone! His eyebrow cocks, and she wonders what he’s really thinking. Whatever; his loss is my future gain. Fuck him and thank you ass hole! “I’m sorry, honey, that’s fucked up on so many levels.”
She smiles when he caresses her dark curls, careful not to tangle his fingers. “It’s okay…” Her thoughts linger briefly. “I was devastated in the moment but now-” Snuggling up to Chris more. “I’m happy it happened. I wouldn’t know you.”
Chris grabbed Shay’s chin with his free hand, and lifted it up to his lips so he could steal a kiss or two... or three. “Do you want me to go kick his ass?”
First Off THANK YOU TO MY AMAZING BETA @avenger-nerd-mom I can’t even take full credit for chapter 3, because she kicked ass with edits. Like I’ve been working on this for at least 3 days! She has it for maybe two hours re writes a paragraph for me and trust and believe you will all be doing like stitch in the gif when you’re done reading! Is that to cocky?
Thanks for the support and feedback is always appreciated Enjoy!
“So let me get this straight- you eat your burger plain??” Chris asked in disbelief.
“Hahaha yes! If you fuck- ,” Shay began then realized even though she was off the clock she still had to be a professional around her students. “… I mean mess up, excuse my French, a regular burger with cheese I can’t try anything else.”
Chris thought it was absolutely adorable that she corrected herself. Like he gave a fuck if she cursed or not. As matter of fact he thought it was sexy that the southern bell professor, who seemed so refined, would have such a colorful vocabulary. Smiling again at his luck, he was happy he had convinced her to sit next to him in the booth so she wouldn’t be cold under the air vent.
“I guess that makes some sort of sense, but…”
Shay sat her finger up on his luscious lips to stop him for making his counter argument. Chris smirked and kissed it tenderly. She smiled at his light touch, butterflies floating in her stomach. “I don’t want to hear about specialty burgers. If you fuck up the basic, I don’t want the complicated.”
Chris nodded and kissed the tip of her finger again, her chocolate skin warm against his lips, a faint taste of salt from her fries still lingering on her hand. Wonder if she feels the same way about sex? Shay giggled slightly embarrassed and removed her digit. As the two were getting lost in each other’s eyes a crack of thunder brought them both back to reality. Shay jumped and Chris lowered his arm that was extended behind her on the booth and rubbed her back to sooth her.
Shay wiggled under his touch to deflect the obvious shiver that ran through her body. “Alright Mr. Evans don’t start a back rub you aren’t willing to finish.” Chris chuckled at the way Shay wagged her finger at him as she spoke.
“I am more than willing to finish it.” He growled lowly with a smirk. “But that wouldn’t be the end of our night. Or it could be. But I would want a lot of action in between now and then, beautiful.”
Another burst of thunder rumbled through the diner and this time it made Chris jump. Shay returned the warm gesture by placing her warm manicured hand on his well-toned mid-thigh and began rubbing in small circular motions. Chris put his hand over hers to stop her. He raised it to his lips and kissed it. “Alright Miss Kringle don’t you start anything you can’t finish.”
“Oh I assure you Mr. Evans it’s not a matter of if I can finish it.” She said in a dignified tone. “It’s a matter of how long it takes,” she teased.
She gently pulled her hand from Chris’s, and her eyes never left his as she watched his beautiful baby blues turn black. She broke contact, and moved out the other side of the booth to break the tension also to throw their trash away.
“I think we are done.” She said with a wink.
On the way to the trash can she tried to convince herself that this was a very bad idea. She just needed to politely excuse herself and go home. Chris must have known to save his evening he needed to break her thoughts. Walking up behind her, he wrapped his strong, muscular arms around her, and kissed her on the cheek. A long meaningful kiss that Shay let herself enjoy a little more than she probably should have.
“Chris, I-“
He interrupts. “Shhhhh. Let me drive you home. I’ll be a good boy, I promise.” He said in a whisper, placing a kiss on her other cheek tenderly.
“I don’t mind walking in the rain, honestly; you don’t have too.” She argued against being in closed car with him, but her brain had other thoughts. Oh God Christopher! Please take me right here!
He chuckled and released her. “Please. If my mom found out I let you walk in the rain, even if it was just around the corner, I would never hear the end of it.”
“Come on; I seriously don’t mind,” she countered again. I should not be alone with this man. He is trouble! The best kind… but a student. Dammit, he’s a student.
“Besides I would like to finish the conversation we were having.” Chris offers, not wanting his night to end.
“Okay, as long as you promise to be a good boy.” She wagged her finger in his face to show him she meant business.
“Yes my Queen,” he teases, and offered his hand to her.
“Evans, I promise you that you aren’t ready for all of this,” gesturing to her body while doing a body roll, “so chill.” Shay walked passed him to the front door to grab her coat, and umbrella. “You coming Evans?”
Chris decided he was going to mess with her a little more. He straightened up, walking to the door and holding it open for her. As she walked past him, he whispered, “Yes, Mistress.”
Shay stopped in her tracks, and had to compose herself. Her eyes light with fire at his taunt. She dropped her tone. Still looking forward she spoke “If you want to act like a Sub, I can treat you like one. Is that what you want Christopher? You want me to be your Mistress?”
I want you to be my wife.“Not tonight, my Queen.”
A since of relief washes over her, and she’s back in the game. “Alright hubby,” she teases. “Let’s get to the car before it starts to pour again.”
“This way, wifey.” He smiles, enjoying their easy conversation.
Clutching his muscular arm as he held the umbrella to cover both of them, they sprinted to the car. He opened the door for her and she climbed in quickly, reaching across to open his door. While he settled in to his seat and they buckle up, lightning flashed across the sky.
“Hey, Evans?” she paused to get his attention. “That whole Sub thing in there? That, uh, that was just a joke. You get that, right?”
He chuckled, running his hand up her thigh, her jeans slightly damp from the rain. He shrugged. “Whatever you say, dear. Could be fun; you never know till you try it.”
She giggled and shook her head, staring out the other window as he signaled and pulled the car into the line of traffic.
“Aw fracker packers , I figured this would happen,” she grumbled.
He chuckled at her silly words. “Fracker packers? Shay, you might be my teacher, but I’m not in first grade- What the hell? Why is your building so dark?”
“Because the storm must have knocked out the electricity and all the doors to the main building are electric- no keys, all card access. Damn!” She dug around in her purse, looking for the keys to her car. “Will you pull into the parking garage so I can get my overnight bag out the car please?”
“Sure,” he replied with ease, following her directive. “Where are you going to stay?”
She pointed out her car and Chris pulled his vehicle behind hers. Shay got out of the car, popped the trunk to her car and grabbed her Vera Bradley weekender in her favorite print, tutti fruity. She stopped and talked to one of her neighbors who was standing in the rain waiting for her dog to take care of its’ needs. She gave the older woman a hug and got back in the Chris’s car.
“Thanks; there’s a Marriott around the corner. I’ll just stay there for the night.”
Chris looked carefully before entering back into traffic. Don’t do it, man; it’s too soon. “Shay, listen, I’m only two blocks away and have a second bedroom you’re more than welcome to use.” Shit, I said it.
Shay looked at him with a cocked eyebrow, her pulse racing at what he could be implying. Chris reassured her that he promised he would be a good boy and even offered to make her breakfast in the morning. Shay thought long and hard and wanted to take him up on his offer. I can’t do this; I can’t go home with him. It’s too soon; way too soon. We just met; I just had a failed engagement. I have to say no. All that flirting… All that flirting. She smiled at the thought. She found herself replying, almost on autopilot, “If the Marriott is full I’ll gladly take you up on your offer.”
Chris continued to the Marriott, taking extra care on the slick roads from the rain, praying the place would be booked. Of course it wasn’t full, he thought wryly to himself. Chris, being the gentleman that his mother raised him to be, carried her bag inside. He was thankful that it was late enough that none of his adoring fans would be awake to recognize him.
As they made their way up in the elevator to her hotel room he stood in front of her to keep his face hidden from the other guests. When the door opened Chris and Shay moved through the packed elevator and down the hall to her room. She opened the door and stepped inside; he followed right on her heels, shutting the door behind them. He placed her bag on the luggage rack and she thanked him and they intended to say their good nights.
Instead Chris leaned in and kissed her. He completely caught Shay off guard but was ecstatic when she moved to deepen their kiss. She pushed Chris back on the sofa and straddled him. He slid his large, groping hands down her backside, cupping her full, round ass and gave her cheeks a good squeeze right before he popped her left one. He instantly regretted how hard he hit her as soon as he heard her breathing hitch. He pulled off her ripe lips and apologized. Instead of being angry with him she kissed him again, admitting, “I like that you didn’t hold back.”
“Oh sweetheart I’m holding back right now,” his voice deepening with lust and need.
“You are? How?”
Chris pulled on her shirt. “You see how you’re still fully clothed? That’s how. As much as I want to - God knows you have been the only thing on my mind the last few days-” Shay chuckled, and he smiled “- but I think we should slow it down. Is that okay?”
“You started it,” she responded with a giggle, and poking her finger into his chest.
“I know, but I want to get to know you better. I have so many questions I wanna ask you. Things I feel like I need to know before we take this next step.”
Shay let out a huff “Okay I guess.” She said with a smile and went to move off of him. But he grabbed her and kissed her again, his actions betraying his words, a quiet moan of regret escaping his lips.
“I know you must think I’m a complete ass right now and I’m sorry but I…”
Shay captured his lips to shut him up with the intentions of giving him a kiss that would make him want to keep going. But she understood why he stopped and she was actually happy that he did. It would give them the chance to get to know each other. And she wanted that no matter how much her body was fighting against her.
She pulled her lips from his slowly, tugging on his sweet plump bright pink bottom lip before pulling off with a tug. Bringing her forehead to rest against his, they both wait for their breathing rates to return to normal, she whispered, “I don’t think you’re an ass, I think you’re a gentleman. And I am very impressed with your amount of will power.”
“…Thank You.”
“You’re welcome. So Cap what do you want to know?” she asked playfully as she settled next to him on the couch, while lightning flashes danced on the wall of the room.
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