You wouldn't have seen it by chance, would you?" Gesturing for her tocome in, I said, "Yeah, I grabbed it and folded it. I was going to askaround to s...e which apartment was yours, but you beat me to it." Shewalked in and picked up the basket. "Thank you so much!" As she walkedout, she said, "Hey, follow me upstairs so you can get your basket back."I nodded and grabbed my keys, closing the door behind me.We made some small talk as we walked up the stairs and I noticed she hada smirk on her face. Together they had watched his hands in the mirror as he caressed her legs and ass intimately for several moments. She had shivered and had to bite her lip to keep quiet.That was early on in the day and he kept touching her often after that, always telling her how beautiful and sexy she was. And she was. She could see it herself in the mirrors that surrounded her as she tried on the beautiful clothes and lingerie. She was turned on, too, throbbing with unfulfilled needs.Mr. Smith had made all. After coming home, the first thing I did was masturbating – unleashing all my desires in the form of cum. Then, I got on to my laptop and opened the college website to enquire more about her.Searching among the faculty list, I found her by her picture!“Ms. Nila Saxena (MA, Ph.D.) – Associate Professor, Department of English”Ms? I was shocked. She wasn’t even married. My happiness knew no bounds. So, I can try my chance with her.I also came to know that she was the Head of English Literary. She moaned softly.“How’s my girl down here?”“The soreness is gone, Daddy. That feels soooo good.”She snuck me a text Sunday saying her pussy hurt. I imagine that’s a normal thing after getting deflowered. I was very glad she’d healed up. I needed her, badly. She had rekindled the fire between my wife and I, but she’d also created a roaring blaze of desire in me for her. I sensed I’d done the same for her.I kissed her as I slid a second finger up inside her vagina.“Oh yes, my fingers go in so.