Chapter 23 Hot Professor
The yellow ray of the setting sun filtered through the windows of Professor Emily Hartley's office.
Emily sat at her desk, grading papers, her brow furrowed in concentration.
The door creaked open, and in walked Professor Sophia Reed, her fellow colleague and close friend.
Sophia's eyes sparkled with mischief as she closed the door behind her, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
"Emily," Sophia began, "I've been thinking about you all day." Her voice was calm, almost seductive.
Emily looked up from her papers, her eyes meeting Sophia's, a mix of surprise and desire flashing across her face. "Sophia," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "what are you doing here?"
Sophia sauntered over to the desk, her body moving with the grace of a dancer.
She leaned against the desk, her hands reaching out to cup Emily's face, her thumbs brushing gently against her cheeks. "I couldn't stay away," she murmured, her lips capturing Emily's in a tender kiss.
Emily melted into the kiss, her hands reaching up to tangle in Sophia's hair, pulling her closer.
Their lips moved in perfect harmony, their tongues exploring each other's mouths, their breaths mingling, and hearts racing.
The room was filled with the soft sounds of their kisses and the rustling sound of papers as they shifted closer to each other.
Sophia's hands roamed over Emily's body, her fingers tracing the curves of her hips, her waist and her breasts.
Emily's body arched into her touch, her nipples hardening.
Sophia's lips left Emily's trailing kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her chest, her hands unbuttoning Emily's blouse to reveal her bra.
Emily's head fell back, her eyes closed, her body trembling with anticipation.
Sophia's lips wrapped around one of Emily's nipples, she started sucking it.
Emily moaned, she pulled Sophia's hair, urging her on, her hips moving forward, seeking more friction.
The door to Emily's office creaked open, and in walked Professor Clara Thompson, her eyes widening in surprise as she took in the scene before her.
Clara's cheeks flushed, but she didn't look away, her eyes roaming over the two women.
"Clara," Emily gasped, her voice breathless, "what are you doing here?"
Clara stepped into the room, closing the door behind her, a smirk playing on her lips. "I could ask you the same thing, Emily," she said, her voice low and husky, "but I think I already know the answer."
Sophia looked up, a wicked glint in her eye, and beckoned Clara over. "Join us, Clara," she purred, her voice inviting and seductive. "There's plenty of me to go around."
Clara's eyes darkened with lust, and she moved closer, her hands reaching out to cup Emily's breasts.
Sophia knelt before Emily, her hands sliding up Emily's thighs, her fingers hooking into the waistband of her pants, pulling them down.
Emily stepped out of her pants, her body shaking in anticipation.
Sophia's lips captured Emily's in a passionate kiss, her hands roaming over her body.
Emily's moans filled the room, her body trembling, her hips moving against Sophia's face.
Clara's lips captured one of Emily's nipples, sucking and nipping it so hard.
Emily's body arched into Clara's touch, her moans growing louder. Clara covered her mouth so as not to attract the attention of students outside.
Sophia's fingers found Emily's clit, her thumb moved round the sensitive bud, before her fingers slid into her pussy.
Emily's hips bucked, her body pushing back against Sophia's fingers, begging for more.
Sophia added a third finger, her other hand reaching around to stroke Emily's clit.
Emily's body tensed, as she was about to cum.
Sophia's fingers hit that spot inside her that made her body tingle.
" Sweet Emily," Clara moaned, "Babe...ohh fuvk."
Emily closed her eyes so she could release, she felt her lower belly tense as she let out a cry.
Sophia and Clara groaned, their fingers moving faster, so Emily could squirt.
Emily held their hands to make it easier as gulf of liquid rushed out of her pussy splashing all over Clara and Sophia.
"Ohhh...that was so good", Clara pulled her skirt up and cleaned her hands.
Emily laid like jelly on her table while Sophia pinched her nipples.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Who's there?" Emily was too lazy to check.
"It's Jason Thompson", Clara and Sophia quickly picked up their clothes and dressed up.
Emily lazily pulled her clothes down and walked to the door, she opened it gently and walked back.
Jason followed her inside, "I'll take my leave." Clara and Sophia said in unison.
They walked out leaving Emily and Jason. "Jason, you failed your test for the third time this semester", Emily took her seat.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't prepare for the tests and I'll do better". Jason was a shy young student.
He always found all courses that had calculations difficult.
"Well...I hope you can improve but you're coming back next session do the course", Emily snapped.
"I'm sorry"
"Be sorry for yourself not me, because you've failed the tests that means you can't meet up with your exams", she brought out a pen from her drawer.
"No way to rectify it?" Jason moved closer to her table.
"You want to bribe your professor?"
"No...I don't mean that. I mean I will do anything...maybe you know..." Jason cleared his throat.
Emily was shocked, Jason was her most gentle student and she has never seen this side of him.
But surprisingly, she liked it. She stood up and locked the door properly so nobody would walk in.
Emily turned to walk back to her desk, but as she did, Jason reached out, his hand smacking her firmly on her butt.
Emily gasped, her eyes widening in shock and surprise.
She turned back to face Jason, her cheeks flushing with a excitement but she hid it and pretended to be angry.
"Mr. Thompson," she began, her voice trembling slightly, "that was highly inappropriate."
Jason's eyes locked into hers, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm sorry, Professor," he said, his voice was low and husky. "I just couldn't resist."
Emily's breath hitched, and she felt a rush of heat between her legs.
She took a step closer to Jason, her eyes never leaving his. "You should be punished for that, Mr. Thompson," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jason's smirk turned into a full-blown grin, and he reached out, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her against him.
Emily could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach, and she moaned softly, her body responding to his touch.
"Punish me, then, Professor," Jason growled, his voice low and commanding. "Make me pay for my transgressions.”