Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Before I leave, I grab her panties and slip them into my pocket. I might need them during my next break to hold me over.
I grin as I walk to my class. It’s an upper level course, so it’s small. I need to fix my clothes and my face as best I can before I get there. These people are not afraid to call me out on my shit.
They’ve done it before.
I’m presentable when I make it to the room, but my mind is still on Mark and Mari.
How did I get so lucky?
I just hope my luck continues. I’ll find out next week when we reveal the full extent of our relationship to Mari.
My fingers are crossed that she’ll take it well.
I don’t know what I’ll do if she doesn’t.
4
Mari
The email I got from John on Monday was cryptic. All it said was to meet him and Mark at a coffee shop off-campus on Wednesday morning.
So I’m sitting here, waiting for them to show up. I got here twenty minutes early because I’m so freaking nervous. What are they going to say? When I left John’s office, things were kind of rushed. We didn’t get a chance to talk about what happened.
Are they going to tell me it was a one-time thing? I sure hope not. I loved every second of having my pussy and ass played with by the two men. I don’t want it to be the only chance I get to experience them.
The only problem I foresee is the school. I’ve been too afraid to look up NYU’s policies regarding professor/student relationships. If I had to guess, they probably say professors should not eat their students out in their office during office hours.
Oh God. What if another student had needed to come to office hours while we were hooking up? I could hear noises coming from the office when I had stood outside the door, so I know that anyone walking by would’ve heard my moans.
It had just felt so damn good having John eating my pussy. I’ve never cum so hard in my life! Then Mark had gotten in on the action. No one has ever licked my asshole before. I didn’t know if I’d like it, so I’ve been afraid to try. Now, I wish I’d tried it earlier. It was incredible! Mark had made me cum just by licking and fingering my ass; I didn’t know that was possible.
Now, I need it to happen again. We were together for less than half an hour – imagine how good it would be if we had more time!
I take a sip of my coffee. The caffeine is probably a bad idea. I should be trying to calm down, and this is already my third cup today. My hands are going to start shaking soon.
A muffin sits ignored on the table in front of me. I’m too nervous to eat. I want Mark and John to tell me they want more, but I’m afraid they’re only coming to the coffee shop to tell me to keep my mouth shut. But I would never tell anyone what happened. I didn’t even tell Jessica, and she’s my best friend! It was tempting to confide in her, but she can’t keep secrets. Jessica would tell the entire school before I could finish telling her the story.
The bell over the coffee shop door rings, and I look up. Oh, thank goodness. Mark and John walk into the coffee shop looking incredibly hot.
My stomach stirs. Did I really get my pussy and ass eaten out by these guys? Heads turn as they walk to my table. Every girl in this coffee shop has her eyes on Mark and John. They’re that attractive.
I wonder what that kind of attention feels like. I’m not ugly, but I’m not a bombshell like Jessica. People don’t usually notice when I walk into the room.
“Hi, Mari,” John says. He takes the seat closest to me, and Mark sits next to him. “How has your week been?”
“It’s been alright. I had a few quizzes this week and a paper due, but not much else. How about you?”
“I’ve been working on my dissertation,” Mark replies. “It’s a lot of hard work. I basically live in the library when I’m not in class.”
Or in John’s office, I think. My cheeks flush. I do not need to think about that right now. I’m wearing jeans today, and I don’t think they’ll hide a wet spot very well. That would be so embarrassing!
“That sounds tough. I don’t think I could do it. Undergrad is hard enough…”
Mark laughs. “I thought the same thing when I was in your position. Then I got addicted to learning.”
“Do you ever regret it?”
“No. I want to teach at the college level. That’s been my goal since I finished my master’s degree and my parents weren’t satisfied. I needed to do something to please them and something that won’t kill me, and becoming a professor will satisfy both requirements. But I need my PhD to teach college. So it’s hard work, but it’ll be worth it in the end.”