"Are you okay, Mrs. Corra?" Miss Brentwood asked, concern painting her face."I'm fine," I answered, wiping at the sweat bursting out on my brow.My jui...es soaked through my panties and my tart arousal perfumed the air. A few of the boys were staring avidly at my chest. I had DD breasts, and today I wore no bra. My nipples prominently pressed against the thin, cotton of my blouse. As I moved, my breasts swayed and my nipples rubbed across the fabric, adding to the stew brewing in my pussy."So if. I feel just fine. Those bastards are going to pay for what they did to me!"Jane left her room, intent on reporting the events of the night before to the dean. She walked across campus and stormed into the dean's office."Can I help you young lady?," said the middle-aged secretary."Where is the dean?," said Jane, "I was drugged and attacked by the library staff last night." Oh dear," said the secretary," That's terrible, I can't imagine any of the library employees doing anything like that. I'll. I was ready to take her at her word and withdraw, but Susan stopped me. "For Heaven's sake, Larry, don't just walk off. The poor woman needs to talk." Well," I said hesitantly. "I can listen if you like. I mean, if you want to, uh..." I floundered to a halt.She turned now to look at me. "You're the nice young man from dinner. Harry, wasn't it?" Larry," I corrected her, "but close enough." Yes. I'm sorry. I wasn't myself last night, you know. I haven't been myself in several days." For a moment. Having spent all day in a tumescent state, I could feel myself moving towards ejaculation.Still with my eyes closed, I squeezed my dick as hard as I could in an attempt to keep myself from coming. If that had not been sufficient, the scream did it.Mom had come into the room unnoticed by me. Seeing her teenaged son sprawled on the couch masturbating had caused her reaction.I started to blush remembering my thoughts about her earlier in the day. My mom was a sexy attractive MILF standing about.