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Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a sharp rap on her office door. Jarred, she quickly realized that she was idly playing with her pussy. She brought her hands up from her dampening pussy and back to her keyboard and said, "Come in!" It was the Dean of the School of Accounting.

"Hey Vanessa, I'm headed out now. You're the last one here, so could you please remember to hit the lights and set the alarm before you go?"

"Sure thing Dean Roberts. Have a good Thanksgiving."

"You too Vanessa. Don't work too hard, OK?"

"Don't worry, I won't," she said with a small laugh. "Tell Mrs. Roberts hello and you don't eat too much turkey!" It was a lame joke, and she knew it, but she was hoping that the courtesy laughter would distract the dean from her skirt which was still hiked up from her finger play moments before.

He replied with a hearty laugh, "I'll tell Mrs. Roberts you said Hi and I will eat as much turkey as I want!" At sixty years old, he loved any attention or hint of flirting from any females, and was ready to quit while he was ahead. And with that, he turned around and left. Vanessa sat perfectly still for what seemed an eternity, until she heard the door click behind the dean. Letting out a sigh of relief, she thought to herself, "Wow, that was close." She collected herself and put her skirt back in place and realized that she needed to get back to work if she wanted to get out of the office before seven. She realized that she was still a bit flush and warm from her little trip to fantasy land and decided that she needed to get some water from the water cooler in the copy room. But before she got up, she lifted her finger to her nose and took a quick sniff. The smell of her pussy filled her nostrils and gave her a quick chill. She smiled and thought to herself that she needed to work hard to get out of there so she could get home and fuck her horny self silly with one of her vibrators.

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Alex approached the accounting office doors. "Finally," he thought. The accounting department was the biggest academic unit at the university and consequently always had the most mail. For this reason, this was the last stop on his mail run as he had to go back to the mailroom to get the two mail carts full of mail to deliver. After he finished this, he was home free and could finally get home for some food. He remembered his plan and mapped out in his head the route from the subway stop, to the DVD store to pick up the pornos, then to the burrito stand to get dinner, and then finally back to the dorm. Alex stopped the carts in front of the doors and walked towards them to hold them open while he would shuffle the carts in. However, the door opened and Dean Roberts walked out and held the door for him.

"Last mail run I hope, Alex." Dean Roberts said to the young man.

"Uh huh," Alex replied. "Then the four day weekend!" He pushed the carts through the door, and added, "Thank you sir."

"No problem. Have a good Thanksgiving Alex, and I'll see you in class on Monday."

"OK. You have a good Thanksgiving too." Alex cheerily said, as the dean left and raised his hand waving to him while walking away.

Alex walked to the copy room where the mailboxes were located, mail carts in tow. He pushed them in and began the tedious task of putting the mail in the appropriate mailboxes. Brochures from textbook companies, journals, interoffice memos, just the typical run of the mill mail you would expect at a university. He then reached a shiny magazine that stood out among the reused brown interoffice envelopes with names crossed out and reinscribed with new ones. He picked up the magazine and saw that it was the latest issue of Playboy and on the address label read "Dean John Roberts". He smiled and laughed. He remembered some other mail room employees who had been there for a while telling him how it was a tradition for the president of the accounting club to buy a subscription to Playboy for the dean as a joke. Every month, they would deliver the magazine, and every time, the next day, the magazine would be back in the outgoing mail with "Return to Sender" scrawled all over some blond's 34 Double Ds. At first, the dean had asked the mailroom several times not to deliver the magazine as it was embarrassing when other faculty saw it sitting in his mailbox, but over time, the Dean got the joke and almost enjoyed sending the magazine back.

Alex looked at the cover of a voluptuous brunette staring back at him. He looked around to see if anyone was there and decided, "What the hell...like I'm not going to look!" He thumbed through the magazine looking at each pictorial intently, admiring the lovely women laying naked on the pages. He found himself getting mildly aroused, and began thinking about his plan for the weekend. This really got him excited as he got to the playmate pictorial and saw a lithe Asian woman with perky tits playing with a water hose. "That's such a stupid picture," he thought to himself. "As if that's what hot chicks do when they're naked. They go out to the lawn and play with the water hose." But as he flipped to the next page, he found himself enjoying the pictorial even more and he realized that his breathing had become shallow. He cock has stiffened and he realized that he was really turned on. He briefly thought about just taking the magazine home and masturbating to it that night. But he couldn't take the risk of getting caught with it on Monday. But he flipped another page and this time, the woman was draped across a lawn chair with her legs slightly apart so that you could see the tip of her pussy lips. Alex really wanted to get off to this woman. So he looked around one last time, and thought, "Well, there's no one here, so really, what the hell?"

He placed the magazine on the counter in front of the mailboxes and unfolded the centerfold. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock which was surprisingly hard. He looked at the tiny wisp of hair right above her pussy lips and began pumping his fist around his cock. "God that feels good...God I would fuck this chick!...Oh yeah, I'd bend her over and fuck her good!"

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Vanessa walked toward the copy room where the water cooler was located. She heard some shuffling and wondered who else was still here. She knew that the cleaning crew wouldn't be in until the weekend, and figured it just must be another faculty member working late like her. She turned the corner and saw an unfamiliar figure standing next to the mailboxes. She slowly peeked her head around and saw that his arms were moving. It took her a few seconds but she pieced together the scenario when she saw the mail carts. She then realized that the mail boy was masturbating! Disgusted and furious, she yelled, "What the hell are you doing?"

Startled, Alex instinctively whipped himself around. In his bewilderment, he had forgotten to let go of his dick, so he turned around and faced Vanessa with his cock in his hand. He began to stammer, "I-I-I c-c-c-an explain...it doesn't look like what it looks like."

"Like hell it doesn't. You're jerking off in the accounting office. This is completely inappropriate and unacceptable! Who is your supervisor?" As she said the words, her eyes wandered over Alex's body and caught her first look at his cock. As she was screaming, she realized that his cock was still fairly hard, and it actually reminded her of Bob's cock. It was about the same length, about six inches, but it was thick. It curved a bit to the left and it was uncut. She felt a shiver as the whole library scenario flashed through her head instantaneously.

Alex was frozen with fear. He began to profusely apologize to this obviously angry woman. He was going to get fired. Maybe even expelled for this. But then inexplicably, he saw a strange smile flash across the woman's face. It seemed like a typical smile, but there was something a little off about it. It was just a tiny bit mischievous, but inviting at the same time. He was a little thrown by the smile, but continue to apologize. "I am so sorry Professor Diaz, I didn't see you there. I thought everyone had already gone home. I didn't realize you were here. Oh God, please don't tell the dean, Please...".

By this time, Vanessa had already finished her sinister plan in her head and was ready to execute it. "What's your name?!" she snapped.

"Alex," he timidly replied. He felt like he was in grade school again, getting chewed out by one of his teachers. Except he was getting chewed out while he was holding his cock! "I'm in your Intro to Accounting class."

"Hmmm, oh yes, you sit in the back don't you?" Alex nodded in reply. "Listen Alex, this is just about as wrong as you can get. Not only should you get fired from your job, but you should get expelled for this." Her eyes narrowed, and the tone of her voice then changed. "Look at you with your dick in your hand out in public like this. I can't believe you thought that this was a good idea. Yes, Alex, is it? This is was a poor decision on your part. But luckily for you I'm in a giving mood." She walked towards him, her posture and her gaze, confident...even domineering. Alex could do nothing but feel his body tense up as she got right in her face.

She then said softly, "This can go two ways. If you play your cards right, you can leave here with your job and an automatic A for the class. If you don't play them right, I'll make sure that you get kicked out of school so far, that you'll never take another accounting class at any school in America. Do you understand?" Paralyzed by fear, Alex could only muster a slight nod. She saw the nod and saw that Alex would do anything she wanted him to. "Good," she said, "I'm horny." Her hand reached down and replaced his hand over his cock. She was disappointed to find that it had softened a bit and was not in shape to penetrate her now throbbing pussy. "Hmmm, what's the matter Alex? Doesn't this situation turn you on, like it does me?"

Immediately, Vanessa dropped to her knees and took Alex's cock in her mouth in one swift motion. She relished the feeling of his semi-hard member sliding back into her throat as she reached up and tickled his testicles. She felt his cock growing bigger and harder in her mouth as she bobbed her head back and forth. Her other hand reached down between her legs and pulled her panties to the side. She stuck two fingers inside her damp pussy. But she was not wanting to pleasure herself. No, Vanessa was checking to make sure that her pussy was wet enough to take in Alex's now rock solid 6 inch cock.

Alex was panting and woozy. He couldn't quite comprehend what was going on. His feelings waffled back and forth between fear and pleasure. He had gotten blowjobs before, but this felt nothing like those other ones. No this was one from someone who knew what she was doing. As he felt her tongue slide on the underside of his penis, he groaned and let the more experienced woman show him what sex could be like. He could feel balls begin to shiver and felt his orgasm coming.

Vanessa pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy a couple of times and decided that even though she probably needed to be a little wetter that she didn't want to wait. She flashed back to that afternoon in the library with Bob and remembered how he had gotten her pussy ready. She cleared her throat, and let fly with a glob of spit. It landed square on the head of his penis and she went to smear it across the length of his penis with her lips. Just then, Alex and his inexperienced penis could take no more and his cock spasmed and let fly with his first stream of cum.

It caught Vanessa by surprise and the first stream splashed across her lips, some landing on her cheek and some more dripping onto the floor below. "Dammit," she thought to herself, "freakin' kids can't hold their loads." But then some cum dripped into her mouth and hit her tongue. The taste raced from her tongue to her brain, and then instinct took over and she moved quickly to cover his exploding cock with her mouth. She wanted to taste every last drop. She would figure out later how we would get her off, but right now, she wanted to make sure to properly drain his balls of his come. She moved her head even faster when she heard Alex groaning in ecstasy. More come splashed in her throat and she did her best to catch all of it in her mouth. But it just kept coming, spurt after spurt of sticky cum filled her mouth, and she had no choice but to swallow what was in her mouth to be able to accommodate the still spewing cock in her mouth. She remembered when her and Bob first started having sex and remembered the copious amounts of cum that he would ejaculate across her body and her face, and relaxed her throat and let all of Alex's cum slide down her throat into her belly.

Alex was still in his post-orgasmic haze when Vanessa lightly slapped him across the face. "So young man, no stamina at all," she said. "Now how is coming after three minutes supposed to make up for getting caught jerking off in our mailroom?" Alex, still bewildered by the surreal scene going on around him, smiled sheepishly and meekly shrugged his shoulders. She continues, "No, this won't do at all. You're gonna need to make me come, if you don't want me to call the police right now." She looked around the room for a place to sit. But pretty much every surface was covered with various office supplies. She looked over at the copy machine, but the feed tray did not provide a suitably flat surface for her to sit on while he ate her out, like she wanted. A light bulb then lit up in her brain and she walked over to the copier and lifted up the feed tray to reveal the flat glass surface of the copy area. She hoisted herself up on the machine and lifted up her skirt. She pulled her panties to the side, and then pointed her finger at Alex. "You, come here right now. You're going to have to get me off if you want to continue your education here."

Alex walked over, and stood in front of her and stared at her pussy. He could see the neat landing strip of pubic hair above her glistening pussy. He was transfixed. He had had a few sexual experiences, but he had never seen a neatly manicured pussy like this except in his porno magazines and movies. Once again, Alex was rudely shaken from his trance, but the sharp voice of Vanessa. "Don't just stand there and stare at it. You get down there and use your tongue and your fingers to get me off."

Alex obediently bent over until his mouth was hovering over her wet pussy. He could smell her sex and the odor made his mouth water. Tired of waiting, Vanessa grabbed his head and shoved it roughly into her awaiting snatch. At first his nose hit her pussy lips and sent a jolt of pleasure through her. She was wet, but she wanted to get wetter. She repositioned his head so that his mouth was over her pussy. "Start eating," she said. Alex had eaten out a few girls before, but it never really amounted to anything as it was always just prelude to fucking. He could tell from the sound of her voice that she wanted satisfaction. So he stuck his tongue out and began to swirl it around her pussy lips. This elicited a low moan from Vanessa. It felt good, but she was in no mood for foreplay. She grabbed his head again and moved his tongue up to her clit. "Get some fingers in there and suck on my clit while you do it. And you better tell me the second your dick gets hard enough to fuck me with."

Alex needed no more prodding and sucked her clit into his mouth. He brought up his left hand to her pussy and tentatively stuck his middle finger inside of her. "Sssss," Vanessa hissed. "That's it, fuck me with your fingers just like that. Get it nice and ready so that you can fuck it right with your cock. No wait, I want two fingers now!"

Vanessa slammed her hand down on the copy machine as Alex's fingers hit her G Spot. "Uhhhhhhhh," moaned Vanessa, surprising herself with the almost primal noises that were coming out of her. Alex's tongue clumsily moved over the hood of Vanessa's clit. His inexperience was showing, but what he lacked in seasoning, he made up for in enthusiasm. He was a willing student and Vanessa was happy to show hiim exactly how to hit all of the right buttons in her pussy. Yes, Vanessa was going to turn this young boy into a man. When she was done with him he was going to be able to make women come just by looking at them.

Alex really couldn't even appreciate what was happening to him. His mind was completely fixated on her clit. Every stroke of his tongue seemed to make her moan, so he figured he must be doing something right. His cock throbbed and even began to hurt a little as it dangled between his legs, but he did not notice. Making this woman feel good was all that he had on his mind.

She moved her hands to his head and positioned his tongue right above her clit. She figured that Alex must've picked up on her moaning and was concentrating on her clit. However, Vanessa wanted to hold off on her clitoral orgasm, and wanted to be able to concentrate on the new sensations of Alex's fingers buried deep in her snatch. She gave him curt instructions, "Slow down with your tongue...that's it...now curl your fingers inside of me, like you are calling me over with your fing.....uhhhhhhhhh, oh god, yes, that's it." Vanessa slammed her hand on the copier again, sending the machine whirring as yet another piece of paper shot out of the machine. Her body tensed up as Alex continued massaging her G spot with is middle and index finger. And despite Vanessa's admonitions, the tongue still moved at a frantic pace. Feeling her breath quickening, she grabbed his head and shoved it deeper into her pussy.

This only quickened Alex's ministrations with his tongue. He loved this feeling. Making a woman moan in ecstasy with his fingers and tongue. It was a new feeling. Before he had just concentrated on his own pleasure, but he was discovering a new pleasure of giving to a woman who wanted him. And he loved it.

Without any warning to Alex, Vanessa's pussy tightened around his fingers. "I'm cuuuuuummmminggg," moaned Vanessa as her orgasm washed over her. Little jets of pussy juice coated his fingers as Vanessa's thighs squeezed his head. Her orgasm seemed to last forever, "Yessssss! Ohhhhhhhh God Yessssssss!" she screamed. After her orgasm had subsided, she leaned forward and pulled Alex up and kissed him hard. Her tongue snaked in and delighted as she caught the taste of her own pussy juices and it only made her hornier. She pushed him away, and without taking any more time to recover she asked him curtly, "Is your dick hard yet?" Alex looked down and saw that his cock was at full attention once again. He was so lost in making her come that he didn't even notice that his cock was throbbing once again. However, the copier was a little too high for him to fuck her there. He was about to help her off the copier, but Vanessa's legs were still rubbery from her last orgasm and she didn't want to move. She looked around and saw a footstool used to reach the top mailboxes.

"Go get that stool. That should be enough to get your dick inside my pussy," she barked at Alex. Without a word, he grabbed the stool and placed it in front of the copy machine. He got up, and while it was hard for him to balance on the small stool, he was able to get his dick at the entrance of her pussy. Vanessa leaned back on her arms and spread her legs as wide as she could. "Now fuck me young stud. Give your professor a nice fucking like she needs."

Alex needed no further encouragement and put his hands on the glass next to Vanessa's and plunged his cock deep inside of her. They both moaned in unison. Alex's inexperience showed as he began to hump Vanessa hard and fast right away. But this was actually not a problem because this is what Vanessa wanted: A hot young stud plowing away at her dripping wet pussy. Her pussy was still tender from her orgasm moments ago, but it only made her pussy more sensitive. She feeling of Alex's cock pumping into her and hitting right at her G spot was almost too much for Alex and she was afraid she might pass out.