educating professor nash

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Title: Educating John Nash

Author: KarenRating: R

Character: John Nash A Beautiful MindDisclaimer: The following story has been written with no intention of claiming

ownership or solicitation, nor does the author claim the movie character(s) as his/herown. The movie character(s) have been borrowed solely out of a love of the particular

movie and is not intended for any other purpose but amusement and entertainment.

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Karen looked through the library window. There he was, huddled over his desk, his mindconcentrating solely on the task in front of him. Whatever obscure mathematical theory

he was working on, his whole body and soul was occupied in the confines of itShe sighed heavily. Her own task now seemed monumental. However, she was neverone to back down from a challenge.She opened the door and crept in, surreptitiously looking around for other inhabitants.

Other than Nash, the library appeared empty.She studied him through his open office door. Head down, his pencil moving a mile a


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second making his minute calculations, his mouth a firm straight line, he was in fullProfessor mode.Sometimes she wished she were one of his formulas; then she would always have his

undivided attention. Don't get her wrong, Karen was proud as punch of the good doctor

and all he had been able to accomplish since his arrival at the Point. But dammit,sometimes she just didn't want to compete with his genius and his ambition!She tapped her foot impatiently, trying to rustle up her courage. John never got madwhen she interrupted his work, but she knew he didn't like to be distracted, and most of

the time she respected this. She stayed away, even though the clock ticked on and theremains of the weekend that were left to her were desperately squeezed in.Today though, she didn't feel like playing second fiddle to his career. She coughed into

her hand, just loud enough for him to raise his head and turn toward its source.Seeing her, John smiled, and as always, it caused a small earthquake in her heart.

"Well good afternoon, Miss Summers. What a pleasurable surprise having you pay a callon me."She looked at him closely but detected no tone of sarcasm in his words. He truly seemed

delighted to see her here."I brought you something. I know how you forget to eat when you're knocking yourselfout."John was taken aback by Karen's demeanor. She almost seemed shy. That was

practically unheard of when she was with him or with most of the Point residents as amatter of fact.He opened the brown paper bag."I only burned a quarter of them this time", she said with a nervous giggle.She had baked him peanut butter cookies, his favorite. It always amazed him that she

was so confident and self-assured in some things and so charmingly hopeless in others,like her cooking skills.He smiled again and picking out the blackest one bit into it with relish. She laughed as

he choked it down and patted his stomach like it was caviar he was swallowing. She didso love him for sweet gestures like that."Is that the only reason you came by?", he asked looking into her eyes that would tell him

the truth.


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She looked away uneasily. This was not like Karen at all. If he didn't know her better,he would say that she was acting coy."Can't a lady just come to see her fella without an ulterior motive?""It's a woman's prerogative, so they tell me", Nash acknowledged.

He waited but when she just stood there and said nothing, his attention was drawn back to

his books and figures.Karen saw his eyes revert to his paper, and her nerve rapidly decreased. Lately, she'dbeen feeling decidely taken for granted. She came most weekends, and she put on a

happy face even when she didn't feel like it. John was always loving and happy to seeher, but she felt that he didn't fully appreciate her needs and desires as a woman.After a hard week of working with old men and women at the seniors' centre, she really

wanted to cut loose, let her hair hang down and let 'er rip. In their private life, thingswere getting a little too predictable. Karen wanted to spice things up.She walked out the door feeling defeated but stopped herself before going down the

stairwell. She had come here with a definite purpose in mind. Fuck it! She wasn't goingto let him scare her off so easily.She stormed back to his office. She glared at her boyfriend, lover...whatever. Her look

to kill was wasted on John as his head was once again buried in his equations.She stepped into the room and closed the door with a firm slam.He swiveled around and searched Karen's face for clues as to what was going on in thatpretty red head of hers. "Something I said?", he finally ventured.Karen stalked towards him. "Actually, it was something you didn't do", she retorted.John let that sit for about half a second. "And by that ambiguous comment, I'm supposed

to know what exactly?"He gave her that look, the one that always irked her. The look that said, 'Honey I'm reallybusy but I'm trying to humor you, so let's get on with it and tell me what you need to and

then run along.'She was now pacing.Not a good sign, John thought. Had he missed an important occasion? It wasn't herbirthday. Valentine's Day was over. No, he really didn't know what he had done or not

done, but obviously, he was in the dog house for something.


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"John, don't you ever think that you're just going to explode one day? You know, let it allbuild up and then erupt like Mount Vesuvias?"She was doing it again, starting a conversation with no sensible preamble. It was so hard

to follow her whenever she did this."I mean life goes on day after day with nothing unusual or extraordinary happening.Doesn't it get to you? The sameness all the time?"Maybe it was that time of month for her. Yeah, maybe that was it. In which case, he

would do wisely to agree with whatever she had to say, and maybe he might just escapewith his life and all bodily parts intact."You don't know what I'm talking about, do you?"He was about to answer in the affirmative but she cut him off, waving her hands in the

air. "Never mind, John. It was a rhetorical question."

While he was thinking that his day's work was woefully at an abrupt end, Karen rapidlyundid the buttons of her trench coat. She threw it off and lobbed it into the corner.John's eyes nearly fell out of his head as he saw how she was attired.His eyes worked their way up from the bottom. She was wearing black fishnet stockings

with garters, a tiny purple g-string and a sheer matching purple baby doll top with twobig holes strategically cut out where her...where her...where...John swallowed. His thought processes stopped there.Karen was still pacing. "Sometimes I just want to scream you know? I just want to yell

at the whole world and let everybody know I want to get off!"And then she turned around, and John saw the backside view which primarily consistedof her...well...her backside. Just a tiny little string dividing...dividing...what he had

always personally thought was her second best feature after her face.She pivoted again suddenly and was leaning over his desk, heaving her...um...assets infront of his face."Ever want to do something wild Nash? Do you ever want to say 'the hell with it' and

just get down and dirty?"He couldn't speak as one of her...third best features was within a mouth's distance.He finally got it. "Are you trying to seduce me, Miss Summers?"


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Karen was exasperated. "Is it working? 'Cause let me tell you, I'm starting to feel a littleexposed, you know?"John stood up and his eyes never left hers as with a sweep of his hands he bared the

surface of his desk.Karen grinned ravenously and climbed up on it on all fours.He started to undress, but like the impatient vixen she was, she couldn't wait."Just take it out, and let's exchange some fluid", she whispered savagely.Who was he to refuse a lady's request?He pushed her down on her back. It was time to take charge and shake her up a bit.Her lips bared slightly from her teeth in a snarl as he captured her hands and forced themover her head. Her whole body began to shiver as he began to play the game.John felt a glow of excitement and a quickening of his pulse as he took the little bit of

fabric in his one free hand and ripped it down the middle.Her breasts free now were mashed up against him.As he positioned himself over her, he glimpsed a feral sensuality in her eyes as she gazedup at him.He kissed her gently knowing it would enrage her. He reached out to shush her,

laughing. Seeing her frustration, he then fiercely devoured her lips.Her mouth clung to his. Her demanding tongue was everywhere inside and out as she ranit along the edge of his lips where his nerves were ultra sensitive.John moved down her figure, his head cradled between her mounds.She arched and let out a loud primal growl. She did not want slow and soft. A not so

subtle parting of her knees was her signal for fast and furious. This girl did not wantforeplay!His fingers moved lightly over the scant triangular piece of cloth, stroking. He moved it

to the side and pushed his finger in and out. He then held it up and torturously licked it.He teased her as his body lingered over the entry. He touched and put himself in justenough for her to try and clamp on to him. Then he would withdraw.Karen hurled herself up on the desk, and her fingernails lashed out to scratch at his face.


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She was like an untamed wildcat.John was wholly aroused by the fact that she clearly wanted it rough. It was not theirusual style.But he didn't want to hurt her, so he fended off her attack easily by pinning her hands thistime behind her back.She had nothing now but her mouth left to fight him. Karen pressed close to his chest,letting her tongue and teeth graze in the light amount of hair. She licked and sucked her

way to his throat."Pull my hair", she commanded him.He grasped a chunk and yanked on it just enough to bring a twinge of pain to her face.He brought them both back to the desktop.

Her hands clutched his back and pulled him close. Her knees dug into his sides.She gave him a kiss with such depth of passion that it left him shaken.He parted her lower lips with insistent fingers and drove himself in.They both strained and thrusted together. They moved in unison, rocking, and theirconvulsive action almost launched them onto the floor.He nearly didn't make it. The flood of her fulfillment came just a microsecond before he

did.As they both recovered from their release, Karen drew his head down to her and kissedhim with all the love in her being.As John gazed down at her, she was once more the contained and sane Karen that he

knew."Professor Nash, I trust I made my ambiguous message perfectly clear", Karen's voicepurred out in a husky voiceJohn grinned widely. "That you did my darling. I think the Professor himself learned a

thing or two today that greatly increased his education."

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