Chapter 32: You Asked For It

When Serenity saw how nervous Frank was, she snickered and said, “Hey, Frank, don’t be so nervous, or people will think we’re bullying you, and then they’ll take your seat.”

Crystal glared at Serenity and said, “Don’t scare him. You’re a bandit compared to him. Do you know that?” She turned to Frank. “Don’t be afraid. I’ve got your back.” With that said, Crystal made herself comfortable behind the desk that she’d chosen.

After a moment, Frank said, “Thank you for taking the selfie with me.”

Crystal: “You’re welcome. You know that it doesn’t mean anything, right? I was just using you to make someone else jealous.”

Frank: “I know, and I don’t mind.”

Crystal: “That’s good. I would hate for there to be a misunderstanding between us.”

Serenity was twirling her pen between her fingers when suddenly it slipped, and it flew under Crystal’s desk. Crystal bent over to pick it up, and then she threw it back to Serenity. “Here you are,” she said.

Serenity took the pen and set it on her desk. She was bored, so she checked the school’s forum on her cell phone, and she saw a post that startled her so badly that she nearly dropped her phone. The post was titled: “A Beauty Performs An Indecent Act in Class.” And under the header, there was a series of pictures of Crystal and Frank. In one photo, Crystal and Frank were laughing and talking and gazing into each other’s eyes. In another, Crystal was lying on top of Frank’s lap, with her face in his crotch and his crotch in hers.

Serenity might have been skeptical if the post had been about someone else, but Crystal was sitting next to her, and she knew what was going on between her and the Professor. Serenity looked up, and she realized that some of the students were staring at Crystal, and she was so angry that she slammed the phone down on the table and stood up in a rage. “Who posted this?” Serenity shouted.

Crystal looked at Serenity as she shouted at her classmates.

Serenity yelled: “Whoever did this is a scumbag, and they will not get away with it!”

Crystal took Serenity’s phone and saw the photos, and she tried to figure out who could have taken them. After a minute, she turned to Serenity, smiled, and said, “Forget about it. This isn’t a big deal. You’ll see.”

Serenity rolled her eyes and said, “Why are you smiling? Professor Davis will...” Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly realized that people were standing beside her, and she choked back her angry words.

“I’m not worried about Professor Davis,” Crystal said. “In fact, I’ll forward the post to him myself.”

And it wasn’t long before everyone in the school had seen the photos. When they reached the President’s office, Owen retreated quietly in the direction of his desk. Once he was behind it, he picked up the phone, called his assistant, and he told her to delete the posts on the school forum and locate the poster’s mobile phone so that they could find out who had posted the pictures.

Nathan joined Owen shortly, and he made himself comfortable on the couch across from the President’s desk. Owen had known Nathan for years. He knew that Nathan was calm and decisive. It was almost impossible to get him to fly into a rage and expose any sign of weakness.

Nathan pulled his phone out of his pocket and leaned forward so that he could show Owen the message that Crystal had sent him. It contained the URL for the post with the pictures of them together. Below that, she’d written: “How does it feel to be a cuckold?”

“Geez!” Owen exclaimed. “This girl has quite the personality! How dare she challenge you like this?”

Nathan turned the phone back around and gazed at the offending line of text. Owen sneaked around behind the sofa and craned his neck to see what Nathan would do. Nathan was blatantly coerced into being a cuckold, which was a unique experience he did not want to share. That being said, Owen would never miss an opportunity to have a good laugh at Nathan’s expense - but Nathan only stared at the screen. He did not do anything.

Owen was about to remind him that it was almost time for his class and urged him to deal with it when Nathan jumped to his feet. He put his phone back in his pocket. Nathan walked out of the principal’s office, down the hallway, into his classroom, and immediately began to take attendance. Crystal wasn’t paying attention, though, and when he came to her name, Serenity had to give her a shake. “Professor Davis is calling your name,” she whispered.

Crystal raised her head and said, “Here.” After Crystal answered, there was an eerie silence as Professor Davis walked up the aisle to where she was sitting. He turned to look at Frank and said, “Frank.”

Frank looked up, “Here...” he said. His face was flushed.

Nathan: “Go to the lectern and repeat the last lecture.”

Frank was very obedient. He stood up fearfully. His whole body stiffened, and he walked to the podium. Then he opened his books and his notes and began to read mechanically. Nathan sat down in Frank’s place.

He looked perfectly natural as if he had come to audit Frank’s performance.

The moment Nathan sat down, his arm touched Crystal’s arm, and she winced. Nathan ignored her disgruntled expression, and he rested his hands on the desk. Once Frank had been talking for a few minutes, Nathan turned to Crystal and whispered, “He’s nice.”

“He is, isn’t he?” Crystal said. She leaned her elbows on the table, looked him in the eye, and added: “I have a good taste, don’t l?” She glanced at Nathan’s Adam’s apple, and when he didn’t reply, she smiled.

Nathan pointed to where Frank was standing and said, “Crystal, go to the front and take over for Frank.”

Crystal was a little overwhelmed, and she was about to refuse Nathan’s order when he whispered to her, “If you don’t want him to come down, you can refuse.”

Crystal: “Don’t go too far!”

Nathan: “You asked for it! You need to learn a lesson about what happens if you don’t behave like a qualified wife.”

Crystal wanted to say something more, but she could sense all of her classmates watching her, and she knew that they expected her to obey the Professor’s orders.