Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
My professor wasn’t fazed, I guess. His wife caught us. I was hiding under his desk. Sucking on his cock. She stormed in and found me. Then she humiliated both of us. She told us that she’s known about the “affair”. And she can tell how he feels about me. But she told us that our sexual relationship could continue if it happens only happens when she’s present. We both agreed. Both of our reputations are on the line. Especially his. We have everything at stake.
A couple of days later, he asked me to stay after class. So I did. He told me I needed extra credit. I asked him when. I was assuming it would be at his house. With his wife present. But he said “Now, under the desk.” I couldn’t believe it. He literally was not fazed. But I was scared. She was a vindictive woman. I didn’t want to find out what kind of retaliation she was capable of. But he seemed to think it was worth the risk. He told me to get under the desk. So I did. Omg, his cock was harder than ever. I started sucking on it.
My Professor Wasn’t Fazed
It did not take him long at all to explode everywhere. Then all of a sudden there was a knock on the door. My heart stopped. It was her! He zipped his pants so fast. And jumped up before she even came through the door. It didn’t sound like she suspected anything. I really don’t know. It was all a blur. I was just trying to clean up the evidence. I was frantically wiping all of the cum off of my face and eating it. I was licking it off of my clothes. And sucking it out of my braids. Then she finally left.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457