She sighed and slid her top over her jeans, hastily applying a dash of make-up. If only there was a make-up to cover how she felt, how insecure she wa.... Every time Luke stood in the doorway to the lecture hall, he had a bevy of female students surrounding him and talking animatedly. Some of them had strategically displaced tops and others decided to do away with the concept of underwear in the hopes of enticing their lecturer. He smiled and talked amiably, not rebuffing them until they took it. She thrashed her head from side to side on the pillows and bucked her hips, our loins slapping together with a wet, smacking sound, then peeling apart. I could feel the sweat springing from my pores as I held back, resisting the urge to plunge and ravage her. Pauline bent her knees and wound her ankles around my calves, pulling me against her. “Harder, Colin, harder, fuck me.” I slid in and out smoothly, thrusting harder, ramming my cock deep into her hot pussy. I could feel the ripples. "It is his overly-optimistic zeal that landed you in this precarious position, to begin with. You, on the other hand, I can tell you know your way around a bargaining table. It will be fun to negotiate with you!" he said."Alone? Oh, I-I don't know, Mr. Sarantos... I mean, I'm a married woman. How would that look?" she said."Mrs. Davidson, do you want my help or not? You came to a strip club to talk to me today–how do you think that looks to other people?" he said."Okay... I will be there," she. Early in their marriage, he had talked her into trying some different things, but oral sex was not one of them, and anal sex of any kind was completely out of the question. He loved her and accepted that. He didn’t want to hurt her or make her feel uncomfortable, so he didn’t push anything. But lately he had been frustrated, and was finding himself envisioning Laura while he was with his wife in bed. He wasn’t trying to do it, it was just happening. If he closed his eyes, or looked at the.