A Study in Susan

[Ldy_Sea]

I try to concentrate on the papers in front of me, but that delectable as is just way too tempting. I sigh and sit back taking a sip of my Martini, and focus my attention on the lovely ass cheeks.

I smile I see droplets of water running down her taut body. I imagine that it's my cum dripping off her and my cock springs to life. I lick my lips in anticipation of the evenings festivities as her cheeks start to gyrate as she carefully dries my dinner dishes.

 

[southern_slut]

The vigorous rubbing of the dry, clean towel. The squeak of clean dishes being dried. It's an oddly humorous sight as my ass wiggles and I step over to place the dishes in a drying rack. As the pile slowly dies down I let the water out of the sink and begin placing the dishes away.

"Uh, Professor, where do these go?"

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"In the cabinet right over the sink. Everything goes upside down, just like in a restaurant." He replies his eyes dancing at the prospect of what was to cum later...

 

[southern_slut]

"I never worked in a resturaunt. I eat in some though. Chilli's isn't very nice..."

The cold look over my shoulder was enough to give pause and I slowly returned to the clink of clean crockery into a cabinet. Slowly but surely the pile of dishes was properly placed after much confused twisting and turning going back and forth to different cabinets. Oddly comfortable being naked, the awkward moments was just not knowing how to ask questions.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"I ate in CHilis once, and was served a raw chicken sandwhich. Not under cooked, the god damn idiot fry cool let the fucking thing melt and put it on a bun. I will never eat there again." He licked his lips at the thought of eating her raw.

"Now my dear Miss McConnell I delieve I will have a brandy and cigar in the drawing room. The Brandy is in the wet bar and the walk in humidor is in the hallway 3rd door on the left. The drawing room is upstairs and to the left. I'll leave the door open. I think I want a Cohiba Esplendido."

He stands up and slowly walks upstairs waitng for her to bring him his drink and smoke. Leaving he door ajar he quickly strips off all his clothes and puts on his smoking jacket. Sitting in the only chair in the room, he waits to see how ling it will take her to find everything.

 

[southern_slut]

"Wait, wet bar? Like a bar bar?"

Yet he had already left. With a scratch at the head I walk back and forth through the house looking for the humidor and the bar. After doubling back twice and finding myself lost in the basement I finally find them. The bar was covered in clear decanters with various liquors but no titles. I could spot the scotch and the schnapps thanks to my dad but the brandy was impossible to find. Ultimately i end up trying three different liquors and one tasted kind of like toasted marshmallows.

"He asked for the one I don't know and this is the odd one out."

Next I dig through the walk in humidor and find boxes upon boxes of cigars. One has a title like what I remembered him saying and grabbed it. Finally trying to make my way to the drawing room was a whole other headache but it all only took 30 or so minutes.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

As she walks into the drawing room, he looks up from the thick large hardcover book he was reading. There was strong disapproval in his eyes. "Tsk Tsk, Tsk, Way too long for a simple task Miss McConnell. Always remember if you need help, ask. Better to ask questions, and get the information you need than to lose an opportuinty because you were unsure of something."

 

[southern_slut]

"Okay. Well did I get them right?"

The patronizing tone was not helping. I know I'm not the brightest but how the hell was I to know where brandy and cigars were? The faintest idea I had been set up for a learning moment tickled at the back of my mind. However I stood by silently, noting the clothes casually folded in the corner and realizing the professor must've changed into a smoking robe of some kind.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"Yes My dear you did." Sitting down, he took a cigar cutter out of his pocket and cut the tip off. Lighting the cigar appeared to be almost a ritual as he slowly and methodically made sure it was light properly.

Sighing as he ehaled the blue-gray smoke he picked up the glass he began to swirl the amber liquid in the glass. "Now Miss McConnell we will find out if other parts of your education are lacking or if there are some things you have throughly immersed yourself in. Come stand in front of me."

 

[southern_slut]

Slowly I shuffled my way over and stood about two feet away from the Professors crossed knees. The look in his eyes, obscured as each puff of smoke seemed to linger just before his face, was like a predator stalking his prey. The sense I was being looked over like a steak to be cooked came forward in my mind once more.

"Yes, Professor?"

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"His eyes throughly scanned her entire body, his face never changing expression. He took a sip of his drink and then put it down. Taking a few puffs of his cigar, he let out a long exhale filling her nostrils with smoke.

"You will begin by dusting the books and book shelves in the north west corner and work around the room until I tell you to stop. The duster is in the cabinet by the door."

 

[southern_slut]

"O-okay..."

The sensation of looking foolish was somehow not helping. It was almost working in tandem with the staring. Driving me to want to please him. Not just for my grades but because I wanted to do well. As I stumbled around and ultimately found the feather duster images of sexy maid outfits came to mind. Tapping the handle against my bottom lip I looked around the room. Ultimately I decided on the corner just to the right of the professors field of vision. I had no clue where northwest was but this kept me in his view which must be what he wants. Then I'll just move along in front of him.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

Smiling when she headed to the NE corner, he mumbles under his breath, "So lovely, and so much to teach this one." As he watches her naked ass movve as she bends to dust the bottom shelves and stretches to reach the bottom shelves.

He watches her work quickly and efficiently. Intellectually, he is pleased by her industriousness, and other parts of him are alos pleased by what he was obseving.

Soon the visual became too much and he put down his volume of Essays, he calls out "Miss McConnell, you are finished with that task. Put the duster away and come here."

 

[southern_slut]

I place the duster back where I found it. Throwing a soft wiggle in my hips. His eyes on me are electric, I never thought I'd enjoy being watched like this. He's obviously enjoying what he sees and that speaks to me. I suddenly feel so desired and attractive.

"Why yes Professor?"

Okay, take it back, that's some D-list porn shit.

 

[Ldy_Sea]

As she approaches me I untie the belt of my smoking jacket and open it, revealing that underneath I am completely naked. I firmly grasp the base of my 9-inch fully erect shaft and say Miss McConnell you know what to do with this don't you?

 

[southern_slut]

I hesitate, wide eyed at the mass of amorous flesh seeking for my own. A blush crawls across my cheeks as I realize of the few cocks I've seen this was a whole new league. My hands idly fumble in front of my body and I can't help but continue to stare. What is going to happen? Could I even survive that?

"Uh, y-yes... I've seen a few and done some things before... w-what would you like me to do with it? You? Your cock?"

 

[Ldy_Sea]

"Well generally these things start with teh female dropping to her knees and kissing and licking the males penis" he tells her in that condescending tone he uses for his especially slow students.

 

[southern_slut]

God if he only knew how wet that evil tone makes me feel. Fuck!

"Okay... I've done that like twice. Never... you know... tasted the spermy stuff."

Still I ease myself down to my knees between his and inch my face closer to his cock. The sharp change in his breath tells me this is the right way to go so I tease a little before placing a soft kiss on the head of his cock. Jesus this thing is going to pop my jaw!

"Like that?"