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And then I'm going to pull out and put it back in repeatedly, stimulating all her nerve clusters and making her body twitch with pleasure.
I'm going to make her cum and then I'm going to pull my long, fat cock out and cum all over her. I'm going to spray my semen all over her body and claim her as my property.
"But it's only fitting that as the Political Science head here at NYU, we recognize those of our fellow scholars who have been nominated by their peers for the prestigious United Nations Consultancy Program," the Dean says. He doesn't know it, but he's trying to kill my night.
"Any tenured professor is able to nominate as many or as few students as he or she chooses and the only criteria for this award is that the candidate demonstrates the sufficient moral fiber and character required for the next generation of leaders to change the world for a better place."
Maybe if I'm lucky I can get Christine out the door.
"There are ten names that have been submitted," the Dean says and I grab Christine and start to walk.
I need to get her the hell out.
But the Dean's already reading names. He's gotten three down. People are applauding each one.
"Christine Jalili," the Dean says and the two of us both stop.
I let go of her arm and Christine turns towards the Dean who sees her and smiles. She smiles and does a cute little curtsy.
Why would she curtsy?
"Congratulations," people whisper around her and pat her on the back or shake her hand.
That's when I see it.
Despite the fake smile, she's trying to hold back a frown.
Most people don't see it.
But I see that single tear run down her cheek. That look of profound sadness. At being given an opportunity she didn't earn.
The sadness of unearned success.
If only I could do something to make her feel better.
If only I could tell her.
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Two.
That's how many months Anders and I have been secretly having sex. I mean, that's a really crude way of putting what we've been doing, I know, but until we can be more public about it, it really is secretly having sex. Despite everything else that we may be feeling for each other, it's not like I can randomly kiss him in the hallway like I could if I were anyone else that wasn't his student.
I mean, I can tell that how we got closer and closer. I can tell that when he looks into my eyes he's not just seeing some piece of ass that's going to be moving on at the end of the semester freeing him up to go chase someone else.
The way he looks at me - it's in a way that I really haven't been looked at before, you know? It's kind of scary at first.
But then this happened.
"I don't know if we should go on vacation together after the semester ends," I told him one morning after waking up. We had had some real marathon freaky sex the night before and my clit was sore to say the least. But you know even after sex the next morning when you wake up feeling just as horny? Like all that cumming you did just a few hours ago did absolutely nothing in calming your horniness. Your hormones are just making you go wild.
Yeah, it was that kinda morning. I remember pushing my ass back against that thick, fat cock of his. Anders groaning and putting his arms on my hips, pulling me even closer.
Then he said those words that made me realize this wasn't just a fling between student and teacher.
"Just imagine after this term is ended and we can do this all the time," he said. "We should go on vacation together after the semester. Are you free?".
