𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Tom Holland

45

I obviously wasn't going to say anything to my instructor, or even bother complain. If I even opened a word to her, I knew I would get kicked out. As I made it to my class, it looked kinda empty. There weren't as many people as it was last class.

"So some of you might feel like the class has lessened, and it has." My instructor walked in the class. "I got a bunch of complaints from some of my students, which got them kicked out. I warned you all about the consequences, and if you made here today without opening your mouth, congratulations you passed my test." She sat on her chair.

"If you're confused about what I mean by test, I make my students work like hell on the first day, to see who is committed and who isn't going to cry to me, and if you're here today you haven't done that, so congrats you can feel good about yourself." Damn she was smart, but also too strict. She eventually saw what's in us and made us work with breaks, finally doing what I came here for.

My feet would hurt time to time, but I got used to it. I was so relived after class, finally doing everything I've always dreamed of. I was in ecstasy, and I just had to visit Tom in his work place, to surprise him. I couldn't help but smile as I made it to his building.

"Tom?" I smiled as I knocked on his office door and entered to see him working on his computer and writing down some shit on paper.

"Not now, I'm busy Louisa." He said not even looking at me.

"But I thought I'd come to have a little fun, maybe you could fuck me on your desk right there-" I said playing with him, but he quickly looked at me and almost cussed the hell out of Louisa, but he noticed it was me.

"What the hell?!" He laughed, putting his arms in the air. "Wha are you doing here? Oh my god if you didn't say that I would have made a huge ass problem." He chuckled.

"I wasn't kidding about fucking me on your desk." I bit my lips as I walked towards him and sat on his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist as I kissed his lips, I couldn't help myself, I even ruined his hair a little as I devoured his lips.

"Baby." He broke the kiss as he looked at my eyes. "Did you fix the issue with your instructor?"

"Yes, if I didn't do you think I would even be here? I would be dead on the floor." I giggled as I pecked his lips a few times.

"That's my girl." He looked at my lips and kissed me again, except this time he stuck his tongue, French kissing me, making me even more turned on. He put my shirt above my bra, so he could touch my breasts, kiss them a little too. As we were doing our thing, we heard someone clear their throat, which caused us to quickly stop what we were doing. I got off his lap and covered my exposed breasts to see some guy who almost looked similar to Tom.

"Dad." Tom said sighing. "What the hell did I say about knocking on my door?" He fixed his hair and slightly banged his fist on his desk.

"I came here to see if you were working, but looks like you're doing another kind of work." His father looked at me up and down, disgusting. It was crazy because this was my first time seeing his father, he is never in his sons life and he always looks down on Tom, which is why Tom always has a problem working here.

He sometimes disliked his father, especially since he never saw me or our son and refuses to, always giving us excuses that he's busy.

"Knock on the damn door man! Jesus!" He fixed his tie and made himself look presentable from the mess I made. I couldn't help but giggle a little.

"You must be Y/N." His father smiled at me and walked towards me, putting his hand out. As I put my hand out for him to shake, he quickly took it and kissed my hand. Now I knew where Tom got his smoothness from.

"Tom told me so much about you." He smiled.
"You are indeed very beautiful, good choice son." He kept flirting, causing me want to vomit.

"Alright-great you met my girlfriend, now can you please stop flirting and get out?" Tom got up from his seat and stood in front of me.

"I just wanted to meet the girl who drives you insane Thomas?" His father didn't take his eyes off me.

"Are you sure? You wanted to meet her or wanted to put your dirty hands all over her? You're disgusting man."

"Calm down Tom. Anyways I came here to tell you that I have a few papers for you to see, and please fix the issue." He took out his handkerchief and wiped his nose as he walked towards the door. "Oh and I'm coming to dinner tonight, at your house. I think it's time I finally see my grandson." He smiled at me and Tom.

"No way, I'm pretty sure you have better things to do-"

"We will see you tonight at 7." I interrupted Tom.

"Great, see you at 7." His father smiled then left. Tom then turned around to face me and he didn't look happy.

"What was that?!" His voice cracked. "Why would you invite my narcissistic father for dinner tonight?!"

"Tom, I think it's best to invite your father, we never saw him, and I think it's best for Parker, since he doesn't have a grandfather-"

"Doesn't your mother have a boyfriend? That's enough-"

"No, just please let him come. I think it's better for you to even get closer to your father. I mean sure he is kinda weird but I'm just thinking of how it wold be nice for Parker to meet his grandad." I smiled as I placed my hands on his shoulders.

"But I hate him." He sighed.

"I know you are just saying that Tom, he's your father."

"The worst fucking father."

"Please?" I pouted my lips and kissed his lips.

"Okay." He sighed as he rolled his eyes. I smiled and kissed his lips again.

"Don't worry, after he's gone we will have such a great time tonight, just you and me alone." I seductively said as I bit my lip.

"I can't wait, but please don't say anything else because getting boners at work isn't the best thing ever." He said making me giggle.

I really hoped tonight will be start of something good.