While I wait for his inevitable reply, since he’s such a responsive student, I pull out my phone and, against my better judgment, open Instagram. I’m hardly ever on this app, but something drew me in. Bringing up the search bar, I type in “Cash DeMarco” and hit enter. A few profiles pop up, but his is at the very top.

His profile picture is of him in front of the frat house. As far as I know, he’s been a pledge of ATU for a few years now. I was slightly shocked when I learned he was a frat guy—he doesn’t fit the typical bill. Not that I’m trying to stereotype, but he reminds me more of someone who would be in a punk rock band than a fraternity.

He has several pictures, but his most recent one has my jaw dropping and my body warming. The frat did a Speedo car wash last weekend for charity. I’m not sure why they had to be in Speedos, but I’m not complaining.

Cash isn’t quite as tall as I am. Probably two or three inches shorter, but he’s still a tall guy compared to most. There’re pictures of him—and videos—in this black, barely there, Speedo. His body is golden, muscles taut, a beaming smile on his handsome face.

My dick seems to like what we see, as it twitches in my slacks, politely asking to be set free and played with. I dig the heel of my palm into my crotch, attempting to give myself some relief, but failing. Thankfully, my computer dings with another email before I can get any filthy ideas involving his pictures and my hand.

Hey,

For you? Always. ;)

Sounds good. Should we take my car or yours? I’m fine either way, just let me know. I hope you aren’t a boring roadtripper. I should probably let you know—or warn you—I’m quite a fun car companion. So, I hope you’re ready.

Have a great night!

Cash

Is he flirting with me?!

There have been several instances over the last couple of years—more so now that he’s my aide—when I’ve questioned if he was flirting with me or just being nice. I’ve come to the general conclusion that Cash is a naturally flirty guy. On more than one occasion, I’ve seen him flirt with classmates, but it seemed completely innocent. It’s more than likely the same with me. Right?

Even though I know I probably shouldn’t, I hit reply, because I’m nothing if not a glutton for punishment.

Cash,

I’ll have you know; I am an excellent road trip companion. I’m talking snacks, music, singing, the whole nine. So, I hope you’re ready. ;)

Anyway, I’m about to retire for the evening. See you in class tomorrow.

Goodnight,

Professor Philips