We both dozed off, my arm under her head which eventually became numb. I quietly extracted it as she slept, not disturbing her in the least.We slept f...r about an hour gradually waking up still glowing from our lovemaking. It was late afternoon inching towards dinner when we got out of bed and took a shower.There we almost ran out of hot water kissing and touching as we cleaned each other up. We talked about dinner and decided to order take-out. When we finally exited our watery play place. “Yes, yes, holy shit yes, please…” I gasped, sensations overwhelming me.“Is this what you do? Is this why my colleagues tell me you’re such a good student? Do you fuck all the guys in the department?” Professor Donovan continued.“No, only you, I’m your slutty student, whatever you want, please just fuck me, fuck me hard, please…pleasssse, ” I groaned incoherently.He answered my pleas with swift, hard thrusts, pinning me to the desk, his hand covering my mouth to prevent my moans from being. She said she could prove it, then she gagged me with her pantyhose. She called Keith on her cell with it on hands free. I heard him answer Andrea told him that she wanted more of his hard cock. He asked her if I was at home. She said yes so she would have to meet him somewhere. He said his wife was at her mother's for several hours so she could come to his house. Andrea said I'll be right over then she hung up. She was standing butt naked at the foot of the bed when she asked if I believe her. ”“About you”, she said in a small voice. “I was imagining it was you touching me. I couldn’t believe it when I saw you watching, and now I wish… I wish you hadn’t left”. A powerful stirring in my groin brought me back to the present, and I looked down to see my excitement becoming quite visible beneath the thin t-shirt. She followed my gaze, and gave a soft sigh when she saw what was happening. “Am I the cause of that?”, she asked, a rhetorical question if ever I heard one.We both stared as if.