Not for very long though. He pulled out and told me to clean all my cream off his cock. I did as I was told but got my face slapped because I missed a...spot. We climbed into the shower, I lathered and rinsed him off, head to toe as instructed. He pulled me in close and I don't know how he knew, but he did the hottest thing I think a guy can do. He kissed me, slowly and sensually while putting his hard cock in my hands for me to stroke. I don't know why but making out with a guy while touching. She looked down at me as if studying me, weighing my worth, before comingto a decision."Okay, follow me; you have one chance to learn from me. Fail, and therewill not be a second."I quickly got up from my art desk, and followed her to the back room.When we got there she ushered me inside the closed the door behind us.The room was another well lit studio, though this looked to be used formodeling. Moving racks of various clothes lined the walls, mirrors hungeverywhere, and there was an area set. Her legs flew apart like an automatic door as she pulled the panties she still wore to one side, obviously anxious to have him inside her. My own cock, limp and shriveling after my orgasm, immediately started hardening again as I watched Junior stick his huge fuckpole in my wife's pussy and ram it all the way in. Tina moaned out loud and raised her legs, curling them around his thrusting buttocks as Junior started fucking her deep and hard. Her taut labias were stretched around his thick cock. I really loved cleaning his home and doing so in the beautiful, frilly French Maids costume was a highlight of my work. I left his entire home spotless. My energy and enthusiasm for perfecting my professional work was equal to my want to please as his pretty little girl and submissive.The next Monday in class my mind drifted off again. My college education was going well enough. Ivy League life was definitely overrated as I hardly hung around my dorm to even get to know my roommate. Classes.