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The Daddy Box Set

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“Tessa,” I called out, stopping her in her tracks.

She turned and looked at me, before walking back and giving me a quick kiss. “I’ll see you later,” she promised and left the room.

I stood there, catching my breath, looking around the dark room. I can’t believe I had been so reckless. I had nearly fucked her right there on my desk in school. If anyone would have caught a glimpse or suspected I was involved with a student, I would have been fired.

I had to get out of the room. Her scent was still floating around. I grabbed my briefcase and headed for my office. I knew I was running away, but I didn’t care. I flopped down in the uncomfortable chair and stared at the stack of paperwork demanding my attention. I had no desire to look at it, let alone actually tackle it.

Instead, I give myself a little break and let my imagination float back to Tessa and the many things I wanted to do to her beautiful body. Last night had been fabulous, but not nearly long enough. I hadn’t been able to last longer than an 18-year-old boy. Between her beauty and my lack of sexual activity in four years, I couldn’t hold out. It was a small miracle I lasted as long as I did, I mused.

A knock on the door snapped me out of my fantasy.

“Yes?” I called out.

My self-proclaimed favorite student Jennie popped her head in the door. “Professor Dunlap?”

“Come in,” I said, gesturing to the chair. I didn’t stand for very obvious reasons that would have little miss Jennie running out the door screaming sexual harassment.

She sat down. “I have a question about the assignment due this Friday. Do you have a minute to go over it with me?” she asked, in a quiet voice.

I smiled, knowing it probably took a great deal of courage for her to ask for help. At this age, they tended to know everything.

“Sure, what do you need?” I said, happy to have a distraction from Tessa. I did love teaching, and when I got a chance to work one-on-one with a student to make sure they really understood an element of my class, it gave me a great deal of satisfaction. Considering that was likely to be the only satisfaction available, I would take what I could get.

I spent thirty minutes with Jennie. Once she was convinced that she fully understood what I expected, she stood, extended her hand for a handshake, and quickly left. I was surprised she was still hanging in there. I had pegged her for an early dropout, but she was proving me wrong.

With no other classes scheduled and no desire to do the paperwork, I called it a day. I wanted to be alone. Alone with my thoughts, that is. I needed uninterrupted time to fantasize about Tessa.

Once home, I kept myself busy. I cleaned out the refrigerator, changed the sheets on the bed, rearranged some of the furniture, and puttered with whatever else I could do to keep my mind off of her. It didn’t work. I grabbed my phone and decided to text her, under the guise of seeing what she was doing.

Hey.

I knew it wasn’t exactly eloquent, but I didn’t want to risk someone seeing the text.

Hey yourself. Where are you?

Home. Cleaned up the bedroom. Want to mess it up again?

I waited for her response, clenching my phone in my hand. What if it had been a one-night thing for her? Maybe she had no intention of sleeping with her professor more than once.

I’m still tingling all over.

I smiled and of course, couldn’t help but feel a great deal of pride. It had been a long time, but I knew how to pleasure a woman.

I want to make you scream.

Again?

I laughed. Thank God I lived in a house and not an apartment. The police would have been at the door if they heard a woman screaming.

Again and again and again.

Thanks. Now I’m wet. I still have class. Gotta go.

Before I got a chance to reply, she sent me one last text.

We’ll see who screams when my tongue licks you like a popsicle.

And just like that, I was rock hard and had a case of blue balls. I needed her.



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