Authors: Emma Valentines
“That's great! Congrats, girl,” she hugged her friend.
“Dana, let's change the topic real quick, You know I could have lent you the money for your ticket, and I would have loved to help you. You're my BFF, I don't want to see you miss your dream,”
“Thank you, Ginger. I really can't do that. I've taken too much from you,” she gratefully thanked her friend.
“OK, I'm always here in case you need me. You're probably the only true friend I ever had,” Ginger meant every word she said.
Dana often thought of how strange the two became best friends. They were so different. Ginger was a light-hearted bubbly girl from a very wealthy family in the upper east side who donated so much money to the university they had a library with their family name engraved at the front door. Ginger often went out for a dance or drink after class, she never succeeded taking Dana with her. She traveled around the world and often told Dana's story, lighting the fire in her heart to start travelling herself. Dana was an ambitious girl from a middle class in Minnesota. She was conservative, disciplined and rather quiet compared to Ginger. They first met at the student center where Dana helped Ginger copy important document for university admission. From then on, the outgoing Ginger introduced herself and shared the luxurious apartment with her while Dana sometimes helped with homework and shores.
They arrived the cafe. Dana was still in her thought of how grateful she was to have Ginger as her best friend. She would need to walk here if it wasn't Ginger driving her.
“Have fun, girl. I'll have fun myself too,” Ginger gave her cheek a kiss before she shushed Dana out her car. “Don't be shy,” she knew her friend needed that kick.
She got out of the beautiful car and stood outside adjusting her white blouse and the wrinkly jeans. She thoughtfully picked this blouse to compliment her figure, it showed off her womanly hills and the edge ended just slightly too short that it showed off her flat lower tummy and her toned back. She forgot that what she wanted to show Joshua also gave the expected feedback from another person as well.
She walked in, the cafe was empty. He must have been working late today. She just recalled him mentioning a quick session with a few second-year students after she left his class.
“Hello, Miss Danish,” the voice came from behind. It was Joshua Blaine.
“Oh hello professor Blaine, sorry I didn't see you,” she was relieved that he didn't forget.
“I forgot my briefcase in my car. Sorry, I wasn't waiting for you here,” he politely apologized.
Dana loved the fact that he apologized for such little thing, he was a real gentleman. She also noticed that he changed his cloth. The tie was gone, he only wore a light blue shirt and a pair of jeans. He looked so good even with a casual cloth. She wondered who he was, where he came from, what he liked and whether he liked her as much as she had been secretly admired him. She thought she noticed his attention on her, but she wasn't 100% sure. He must have liked her. Otherwise, he wouldn't suggest coming to this cafe for the research review.
After ordering his cappuccino and getting iced Latte for Dana, Joshua started with the review. He couldn't see the paper very clearly so he removed the bag and sat next to her instead.
Dana felt his breath and smelt his light cologne. It was very relaxing and almost too difficult to stay focus. It was hard for him to focus as well when he realized that he just positioned himself at the right spot to view her inviting perky cleavage. His breathe was so warm and it started to get heavier. It was inappropriate to sit so close to her professor and to seduce him with her inappropriately revealing blouse. She couldn't resist trying to get closer to him. His warm, strong chest was brushing her shoulder every time he leaned in to read the article. Dana felt the rush of heat going up and down her face. It was extremely difficult to compose.
“You look beautiful today,” the words came out of nowhere while they were discussing the topic. He looked straight in her eyes as he tried to reach for her hand.
“Thank you, professor. I'm afraid…” she couldn't find the word to finish the sentence. Her heart was bouncing with joy to hear that, but she was too scared to show her feeling for him even though it was also certain he did like her a lot.
“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said so. I think it's getting late, we're almost done anyway. How are you going home, Dana? I could give you a ride,” he suggested.
“That will be very kind of you,”
The ride was so enjoyable, Dana was laughing the whole way while he kept telling her jokes. Joshua parked gently in front of her apartment. She didn't want the ride to finish so soon. She walked slowly so they could have a bit more time together. Joshua carried her bag to the door step. He pulled her hand close and gave her soft kiss on her lips before he said good bye and disappeared in the dark.
Dana couldn't think of anything more blissful than that perfect little moment she just had. It was so sweet and alluring. Her whole face turned cherry red and everything else seemed like a blur even Ginger's exciting speech on how Peter gave her a ring and they were officially boyfriend and girlfriend.
***
Her schedule was easy today, Dana finished her class early so she headed straight to Professor Smith office. Her body was light, everything seemed so bright and hopeful. She let herself in Professor Smith place to find him working on paper work at his table. He promised to give her more challenging job after all the files were organized. She looked forward to the new assignment. This arranging files had been quite dreadful for her.
He couldn't help staring at her long black skirt. Even though the skirt was down to her knee, it was easy to look up her thighs when she climbed up the stair to stock the books on his shelf. He enjoyed the sight greatly. He approached Dana to hand her books he wanted to put on the shelf. He was so close that he smell her soft girly perfume she often wore.
Her long nicely shaped thighs were silky smooth. He enthusiastically ran his hands along her soft skin up to her tiny waist. Dana rested herself against the stair. He got so thirsty for her juicy lips. Professors Smith buried his face between her legs and took a strong inhale to feel her youthful, juicy slit through her white panties. He was away from a woman touch for so long since his wife divorced him. His shaking fingers grabbed her panties pulling it down to her ankles. His long tongue explored every corner of her young slippery pussy. She grunted and contracted her legs, her hands fiercely grabbed his silver hair and pressed his head against her aching pussy. His tongue searched deeper inside her warm vagina. Dana opened her legs widely and forced her wet slit into his mouth. Her tight toned belly contracted in rhythm as she reaching her orgasm. Smith got the sweet mouthful of cumming pussy juice in his thirsty mouth as he wanted. Her cum was heavenly delicious.
“Professor, this shelf is full. I think we should clear the other one up and make space for European History,” Dana suggested.
Professor woke up from his day dream with an obvious embarrassment in his pants. He went back to his desk and started working on his students' assignment. It was hard to concentrate, but it was better than standing up showing his erected pipe to his new assistant. He didn't want to scare her off because he needed her. He needed her body so much the big tent in his pants are aching with lust.
She noticed his empty cup and thoughtfully prepared him a new cup. She brought him fresh coffee, but he didn't see her approaching. The warm coffee spilled on his pants.
“I'm so sorry, sir. I'll clean that up” Dana ran away and rushed back with a white cloth. She knelt down in front of him trying to dry his pants, but it didn't seem to work. She only excited him. The middle-aged professor greatly enjoys the sight of his beautiful assistant helplessly struggling to clean up her mess. Her tiny hands briskly stroked his stiffing cock.
She noticed a stiffing bulge in his pants and couldn't help blushing. Dana stood up and tried to pull away, she had done too much. This was an awfully awkward situation. On the other hand, she was surprised and please with how easy she, herself, could turn a guy on. Dana was not very experienced with men. Her first and only boyfriend reached a third base with her. His erection was enormous and pulsating in his pants. It was the closest she ever experienced a fully erected cock. It was beautiful and strangely intriguing. She was fascinated.
“I think we've done a lot today, you should go rest,” his voice was shaking.
Dana said good bye and left the room wondering what was underneath. How it would feel like in her hands, or even in her mouth. She couldn't shake the sight off her head. Dana even imagines what Joshua would look like or feel like.
The next afternoon session came not fast enough. Dana couldn't concentrate on her class as well as she usually did. She imagined his bulge and wonder if he would try to feel her. She noticed the old man staring at her when she turned her back toward him. She was excited. She had the power to seduce him. He was hopelessly thirsty for her touch.
She eventually finished her book rearranging. The new assignment was helping him grade the mock exam. She understood the job very well as she worked as a teacher assistance in her high school year. And the subject was familiar to her, she never missed a single A in her history class, Civil war was a piece of cake.
“Could you explain this part to me?” Dana tried to guide him closer to her. She intentionally chose black low cut T-shirt to show off her flawless shoulders and cleavage in order to get his attention. His reaction was just as she predicted. He mumbled words and lost focus. Her body felt so warm and she started to feel the warm damp between her legs. She felt guilty for the whole accident and how she acted out. On the other hand, her aching vagina wants to be touched and licked so badly. She wanted his wrinkly big hands to massage her swelling heated pussy. She wanted him to put his fingers inside her yearning slits. Dana wondered how experienced Professor Smith was and how experienced Joshua was.
Gregory Smith could barely concentrate on the paper, his effort was in vain when a soft, bouncy breast was pressing against his arm. His assistant innocently leaned toward him for advice but all he could think of was how firm her breast would feel in his hands.
“This essay was very well written. He managed to illustrated the war. I would give him a good rack…I meant ranking, “ he awkwardly correct himself.
“What about this one? He mentioned the taboo…” cleverly teased the old professor.
“The taboo indeed are perceived as immoral at a certain point of time. It could change when the world change.” he was lost with his word.
“This one missed the main ideas. I don't want to fail him,” she flicked her long dark hair back and continued on with her marking.
Gregory didn't leave her even though he knew she was doing well without his help. He put both hands on her shoulders. She startled but kept working on the next test. Gregory squeezed her shoulders softly and started to massage her.
“Thank you, sir, but I don't think that was necessary,” Dana only wanted to tease the man but didn't want any more than just a show.
“Relax, you will feel better. You helped me so much today,” he replied and didn't release his hands of her shoulders. Instead, he continued with firmer massage. His hands got lower upper chest trying to relax his young assistant.
Dana was breathing heavily too at this point. The room went silent, there was no more discussion over how much she should grade his students. His hands circled closer and closer to her breast. She knew she went too far with the play and now she was stuck.
“I could help you, Dana. I can give you the extra credit, I can promise you a letter of recommendation. Whatever you want, you just say a word,” He whispered in her ear.
Gregory was a renowned history professor in the east coast. He could actually help her with the credits and recommendation even though she was guaranteed the scholarship to England.
“I only need a flight ticket to England,” she replied with embarrassment. Dana wasn't sure how to react in this dilemma so she pulled the negotiator tactics trick. The old man answered with no hesitation. He was financially well off himself, a ticket would be of no problem for him.
He cupped her beautiful breast from behind circling the firm twins with joy. He showered her long neck with kisses. She giggled. His gray beard was coarse and tickled her soft skin. Gregory pulled her bra away and started sucking hard on her breast. Her white silky skin turned red from his beard scrubbing her. Gregory hungrily alternated his equal attention to both pink erected nipples. His hands were busy squeezing both breast hard. The man sank his teeth on her right bosoms too hard that she shrieked. He didn't seem to care much. His hand briskly moved down her hips as he wiped his hairy face down her smooth abs and stopped between her legs. He pulled aside her underwear and began licking her wet pussy. He was a very experienced lover, he knew that her tight gap was because nothing bigger than a finger ever penetrated it.
“You are a very bad girl, Miss Danish. You are very very wet,” he grinned and talked softly to her slippery little pussy. He was determine to take her virginity.
His long experienced tongue dipped so deep inside her vagina. He skilfully trusted himself inside her gap in and out until she started to tremble. He knew by instinct that she was reaching her orgasm. He suddenly stopped and started circling her clit with his thumb. He sunk his face between the two perky breasts while his thumb brought her so close to the very edge again.