Come on Eileen

I wasn't expecting to see the Professor on Monday.  I thought he'd still be in Brittany with his wife and kids.  He never tells me anything.

I wore my blue striped dress, the obscenely short, transparent one I can't wear without underwear.  And tights.  And even so, Magic commented on the hostile stares directed at me from the women I passed on the way to work.  I love it that they hate me.

So I get to work and there he is.  Well, a couple of hours later, and online, complaining about tiredness.  But I'd spent two hours the night before making myself come thinking of him and I didn't care, I begged him to come over after work and let me blow him in the bathroom of my office building.  Still, I didn't know if he would come.

He rarely does.

He texted me at seven, to say he was outside.  I ran down in my transparent dress, stripped of tights and underwear, and when I saw him across the street I couldn't, I couldn't hold back... I was all over him as soon as he got to the door.  He had to unentangle himself from me to suggest we take it inside.

We went into the bathroom and I couldn't even wait to close the door, let alone get into a stall.  Luckily he had the presence of mind to get us into one - the same one we'd used the last time.  He took off his rucksack and placed it on the toilet lid - there wasn't a lot of room in there.  As soon as he'd unzipped his pants I had taken the length of his cock into my mouth and was sucking like my life depended on it.  I couldn't get enough of him.  He grabbed my head and moved it back and forth over his cock, fucking my mouth deep and hard.  I didn't even care if anyone came in and heard me gagging on his thick hard cock.

"I want pussy," he said, pulling out and swinging me around.  I steadied myself with a hand against the wall and bent over to let him lift up my dress and plunge himself into my wet and swollen pussy, fucking me hard as I gasped in excitement, pushing my ass back against him to get as much of him into me as I could.  And just when I thought it was too much to bear, he swung me around again, pushing me onto my knees and shoving himself into my mouth again for me to lick and suck my tart wetness off his cock.  At the same time he slipped his hand inside the top of my dress to grab my right breast.  Now I don't know why but my breasts have been feeling extra sensitive lately and the feeling of my new C-cup fitting so snugly in his hand and his fingers rubbing against the nipple with my mouth full of cock was so incredible that I could have gone on like that forever, but he turned me around again and fucked me some more, and this time I was even wetter, his cock was sliding in and out of me and I began to come, my legs trembling and my cheek brushing against the top of his rucksack as he continued to fuck me, ruthlessly, holding my ass open and rubbing my wetness over my asshole with his thumb.

"I should just fuck you in the ass," he threatened, inserting his thumb ever so slightly into my sphincter, driving me crazy with excitement as I moved back and forth on his cock, still supporting myself with my hands on the wall as I pushed myself against his cock and thumb!

I felt like I was almost on the verge of passing out when he stopped, pulled my head towards my cock and told me to get ready to receive his come.  I closed my eyes and felt the first hot spurts hit my face as I opened my mouth to suck the rest of it from his pulsing member.  And honestly I think I've never been happier than I was at that moment, with his thick hot come all over my face and tongue, and it was so sweet, so warm and sweet, I didn't want to waste a drop of it, eagerly lapping it off his fingers as he caught the drops spilling from my chin and cheeks and held them to my lips.

Love?  Or just a lovely blow-job...