More accurately,twopeople who made me happier than I’d ever been in my life.
I wanted Cav and Jamie.
As Jamie leaned over the desk, I smiled to myself.
Sure, I also wanted this.The role-playing that came with this lifestyle.A chance to enjoy ourselves, explore our sexualities, and one another.
“Lift your skirt,” I commanded.“You’ll get the swats on your bare ass.”
Jamie’s hands came down, and she flipped up the skirt, revealing her sexy ass.A soft growl escaped me as lust stirred in my veins.
“Is there a reason you’re not wearing panties in class, Miss Lautner?”
She didn’t respond, but I could hear her breaths, heavy and rapid, signaling the lust building.
I smacked the desk with the crop.“Answer me!”
“No, Professor.There’s no reason.”
I allowed one hand to brush over her smooth skin.“So you did this to taunt me?”
“I … uh … no, Professor.”
I smacked her ass with the crop.
Jamie moaned.
“Then why did you do it?”
“I don’t know, Professor.”There was a plea in her tone.
“Do you fantasize about me, Miss Lautner?”I asked, slipping deeper into the role of teacher.“Do you sit at your desk and think about all the dirty things I could be doing to you?”
She didn’t answer.
I swatted her again.
“Yes, Professor.Yes,” she squealed.“I think about you.You and Professor Cavanaugh.”
Cav’s deep rumble had me looking at him.He had enjoyed her acknowledging him.
“And what do you think about?”I probed.
More silence.
I smacked her again, this time on the other lovely butt cheek.
She whimpered, squirmed.“I think about the two of you … fucking me.”
“Naughty girl,” I rasped, leaning down close to her ear as I cupped her ass with my hand.
Letting my fingers dip between her thighs, I grazed her clit.
“Professor,” she moaned softly.“Please…”
I removed my hand, swatted her ass again.“Please what?”
“Please fuck me.”
