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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Work Sights (MF, exh, mast, mc, work) by Scott Benson (scott_subtoy@hotmail.com) *** The story of a very adventurous woman taking advantage of a faculty member at a conservative college. *** Dave was working studiously away in his office when he heard a knock on his door. Being accustomed to that occurrence he thought nothing of it as he issued his standard "Come in." When the door opened and Molly strolled into his office, he gasped and almost exclaimed aloud. He controlled himself when he saw her veiled expression and realized she was playing a role for his protection. "Hello. Are you Mr. Johnson?" she asked, looking questioningly back and forth from Dave to his office mate. Dave nodded his head and responded, "Yes, How can I help you?" "I'm Karen," she lied. "And I am supposed to bring this to you." She pulled a computer printout out of her purse and handed it to him. She continued, "It's about some problem that has come up that needs to be fixed. And you are the one that gets to resolve it." She smiled. He knew about what to expect as he scanned her message written toward the bottom of the report. It read: "I need to taste your warm hard cock. I want to stuff it into my velvety smooth mouth and suck on it. I want to swirl my tongue around and around and swallow your sticky sweet cum as it shoots down my throat. Then I will treat you to such a lewd display of me shamelessly playing with myself that you will get hard again in no time. Then I will grab your stiff pecker and ram it into my sopping, grasping pussy and fuck you silly. As only Molly can. That is the problem I need you to solve, Dave." After he finished reading the note, he gazed into her playful, lustful eyes and knew he was lost. He pulled a notebook and a file folder from his desk drawer and got to his feet. He turned to his office mate and said, "Something that demands my immediate attention came up. I'll get back when I can." He opened the door and followed Molly as she left his office. They walked down the hall and headed out of the building. "I'm sorry, Dave. But I worked up such an appetite in the library, I need to quench my hunger," she purred. "In the library? How?" he questioned. "Oh Dave, that's what I love about this conservative Christian college you work for. The boys are so naive and easy to shock. I just love their startled expressions when I do my thing. They act like they've never seen a pussy or a girl playing with herself before." Her eyes glazed in recollection. "Probably they haven't. At least not in public and the way you do it," he commented. She smirked. "I find a relatively secluded spot where a guy or two are seated and sit down facing them. If they start checking me out, which almost always happens, I start to read a book that wouldn't be found in this library. When I open my pants, pull them down a bit so they get a good view, and really go at it, they don't know what to do. So they freak. I really love their shocked expressions." "You really do," he said. "I remember my first time watching you." "Well, after five or six performances today, I got so worked up I needed something more. So I thought of you." She smiled at him. "I'm flattered," he responded slightly sullenly. "It's not like it's our first time, Dave. I can remember too," she shot back. Her scowl twisted into a leering smile. "Where are we going, by the way?" she asked. "I hope we can find a private place for your sake. I don't want to get you into trouble. I may be naughty, but I am considerate of my special friends." "I thought we might use one of the piano practice rooms," he responded. They entered the Music building and proceeded downstairs to find an empty practice room. When they found and entered one, she squealed with delight. "You didn't tell me they had full length mirrors. This is gonna be fun!" He locked the door and placed a piece of dark paper over the small window in the door. She arranged the bench perpendicular to the mirror and patted a spot near the edge. "Sit here, Dave, so we can both watch it all in the mirror." He sat at the front edge of the bench and Molly got to her knees in front of him. They both watched their reflections as she unhooked his belt and opened his pants. His cock was already hard from the sexual content of Molly's talk and was bulging his underwear lewdly. "My, my, you are excited, she cooed as she gently slid her hands inside his underpants. She pulled both them and his jeans down as he raised his hips accommodatingly. She ran her tongue along his hot shaft. "Lunch time!" she said when she planted a feathery kiss on the head of his cock. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed him. Her gentle sucking and the intense pleasure her tongue caused soon brought him to the brink of an orgasm. He met her eyes in the mirror as her searching and stroking tongue sent him over the edge. His body contorted in ecstasy as he shot load after load into her sucking mouth and swallowing throat. She squirmed her body in delight, relishing the taste of his sticky goo that overflowed her mouth. Finally, after his spurting subsided, he reclined back on the bench, listless and spent. He watched entranced as she licked the remaining cum from her lips. She gestured for him to leave the bench and he shakily relocated to the chair in the corner of the room. "Now it's time for my show," she stated eagerly. "And this time I get to watch!" She quickly stripped off her pants and opened her shirt. He noticed with some amusement that she wore no panties or bra. She looked at him, as though reading his mind, and said, "Yes. I come dressed for my little indulgences." She laid down on the bench with her legs toward the mirror. She lifted and spread her legs so an unobstructed view of her cunt was presented. She turned her head to the side so she could view the mirror. Her one hand trailed down between her legs and she worked two fingers into her glistening slit. Her other hand softly caressed her ample tits, circling them with ever increasing velocity. The pumping rhythm of her fingers became faster as she neared her orgasm. He watched in stunned silence as she flew through her climax. Her legs flailed in the air and her body arched up from the bench. When she could tear her eyes from her own reflection, she looked at Dave and asked, "Did that get you up for more?" She spied his cock swelling to another erection and said, "Good. Because now I'm ready for us to do it." She got off the bench and directed him to it. "I want you to lie down on your back, facing the opposite way I was. Because I'm going to want to watch this action too." He was so dazed that all he could do was follow her instruction. She straddled him, facing his head, and of course the mirror, and guided his hard shaft into her moist cunt, slowly sitting down on his flat lap. She rocked her body up and down while watching her slit sliding up and down the length of his rod in the mirror. Her riding became more determined when she added a sensuous twisting motion and some grasping muscular actions that soon taxed the limit of his control. She sensed that he was about to cum, so she placed his hands on her tits, encouraging him to play with them to help insure she would get off too. Shortly after he began to fondle her soft pliant flesh they both reached orgasms. She continued to pump her hips as they clasped each other and enjoyed the exquisite sensations that flowed through them. He pumped his squirting spunk into her body and she devoured the intense feelings each new eruption brought. They clung together through the last of the tremors and basked in the warm afterglow for a while. "I suppose," she pouted, "you should be getting back to work." They got up and began to arrange their clothes in preparation to leave. "Thanks for seeing to my problem, Dave. And for showing me these rooms! They give me some neat ideas for the future." "What?" he asked, not sure he wanted to know. "Imagine me roaming this hall, checking for a guy practicing his lessons. When I spot a promising one, I knock on the door and after he lets me in, I tell him I lost an earring in that room earlier. I start crawling on the floor on my hands and knees, pretending to look for my earring and I ask him to join me in searching. I'm dressed in such a manner and position myself so that he'll have to notice I have no bra or panties on. If things don't take off from there, I'll have lost my touch." She chuckled at his amazed look. "Except I'll keep the window uncovered. The thought of a possible audience really excites me." She smacked her lips in keen anticipation. He shook his head as he thought of the unsuspecting musicians that were about to discover a new form of music. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 25