As Professor Clark fastens up his pants, he hands you a tissue a tissue to wipe your chin. You are horny as fuck after that experience and really want to get off, but he seems unconcerned about your plight.
"Here's the situation, Bryan," he begins. If you weren't kneeling in front of his chair with a huge boner, still tasting his cum in your mouth, you would swear you were in class listening to him begin a lecture.
"I wasn't completely honest about needing someone to watch the place while I travel. The fact is that my wife is the one who travels a lot, and I need someone here to amuse me while she is gone. I typically have a student for that purpose, but the most recent one graduated at the end of last semester, and I have been narrowing down his successor. You just passed the last test, and I'd like to offer the job to you."
Amazed, you say, "You mean you are going to pay me just to live here and blow you once in a while? Where do I sign my name?"
He smiles. "Well, it won't be just once in a while. I have a rather large appetite. And you won't just be blowing me, either," he added, with a gleam in his eye. "in exchange for your room, board, and a modest salary, you will be on continual call to satisfy me whenever I ask. Oh... And I trust you won't mind if that service occasionally extends to any guests I might be entertaining?"
You are so excited, you fear you are going to blow a nut without anyone touching you. "That sounds awesome! But what about Mrs. Clark?"
"She is not to know anything about this or about my taste for men. Are we clear about that? In fact, were it not for the fact that I expect her home any second, you would be bent over that table right now, with my cock buried in your ass."
He sounds so professorial that it is hard to reconcile his filthy talk with the tone of his voice.
"Now, I suggest you try to get your erection under control in the next couple of minutes before my wife gets here." |