I’m sure I looked like a complete idiot as I forced a grin and stiffly waved back to her. I shut off the light and moved out of view almost immedia...ely with my face burning. Then I dropped my head into my hand, groaned, and got ready for bed. The whole time, I could see the light shining through my window, dimming and brightening to let me know she was still in front of hers. I buried my head in my pillow, and thankfully I was tired enough to drop off before too long.**I went in early the. His strong hands continued to explore my ass cheeks, back and nipples. He ignored my cock which only made me feel more like a slut. The cum already in my ass made it well lubed for him to slide in and out of me. I could feel the veins in his cock as he slowly fucked me. I had no idea who or if anyone was watching I was in complete bliss. From time to time I would reach back and grab his hip and pull him to me or reach back and play with his nipples which always got a reaction from him. We. Similarly, several thousand years later, it was felt that the intellectual soil needed to rest from time to time, and so the sabbatical year for professors came about. A time for rest, for recuperation; a time to (re)assemble one's thoughts.But most universities no longer recognize this. Among others, the University of Toronto no longer awards "sabbaticals." One earns "research leave." The field no longer lies fallow; the institution just changes the professor's status (and, perhaps, location). I called the number she had given to me, half hoping that she wouldn't answer because I was still nervous, but on the second ring she picked up. "Hey, I was just thinking about you." She said in her sweet voice. Instantly my heart melted just hearing her voice, "I hope all good thoughts." Depends what you consider 'good'." She relied with a giggle, and then her voice turned more serious. "So did you want to see me tonight?"I knew she was questioning if I still wanted to continue our little.