Professor Mine

This was too much.

I was over the edge and cried out as my body involuntarily thrust again and again. Cum spurted into her throat. And still the pain went on and on, one with my orgasm.

It was two days, on a Friday, before I finally was able to wear pants and come to the office. I did some work on the backup system and was relieved that I found the data. I can't imagine how I missed it before. Perhaps lack of proper perspective.

"Professor, I finally found those files on an incremental backup. I can restore them this afternoon."

Curtly, she said, "Oh, I should have told you. I restored them Tuesday morning. I'm working on them now." She smiled slightly, wickedly.

I stared as dawning realization crept over my mind. My back side still smarted in several different ways, and I was tempted to wonder why...