Very nice slut.” Your hands move from my ass and slowly slide up to my hips and grab at my waist. Then slide down my outer thighs and you then slide...them back to my hips dragging my dress with your hands. In about three second the entire airport is going to see my ass as well as be able to see the wetness that is now dripping out of my pussy. Just before I’m completely exposed your hands move again. They’re tracing the inside of my thighs. Caressing and poking. Rubbing and scratching. The hem. As her eyes welled up a bit she mentioned how alone she was feeling living in her home by herself. I told her she could always talk to me and that I was there for. She looked back and me and thanks me and lay her head on my shoulder.Looking down at her I could her blouse was now unbuttoned two or three buttons and I could see her full cleavage quite easily. That got my groin stirring a bit and since I always dress commando any stirring in my shorts is easily noticeable. Without saying a word. “And that’s what I’m hear to teach you how to do. To figure out how to not have more fun than you can get away with.”The lecture goes well and you head back to your office. When your office hours roll around you hear a knock on your door.“Come in!”A young man enters. He’s so incredibly normal looking that you’re immediately sure you’ll have trouble remembering him out of the 1100 students you’re teaching this semester.“Hi Professor. I’m John Mitchell. I was in your Intro to the Law class. Anyway, Billywas a nice guy and she figured he wouldn’t press her forsomething she didn’t want to do. She felt Billy’s armwrap around her shoulder and pull her closer to him. Cheryl again felt Billy reach to kiss her only thistime he pulled her closer to him. As she tried to relax,she felt his tongue press against her lips. “Relax,” he whispered softly, “Just relax and letyourself go some.” Cheryl let her lips part a bit and felt.