Sitting up quickly, the sheet drops and I pull it up over my chest, subconsciously.
“Miss Madison there is no need for that,” as he lowers the sheet.
“Sleeping naked I see?”
“Yes Sir. I was tired after my shower and fell asleep this way.”
“No need to be embarrassed. Your breasts are perfect and should be seen at every opportunity. I see no reason for you to wear bedclothes going forward.”
My pussy is getting wet the way he is looking at me.
“Miss Madison. What do you plan on doing with your life?”
“I haven’t decided Sir.”
“Have you ever thought about traveling anywhere?”
“Yes Sir. I would very much like to be able to travel. I can’t afford that though.”
“What if I told you that you could travel the world for the next year, longer perhaps?”
“How would I do that with my classes Professor Harlow?”
“Well, you wouldn’t. You would need to withdraw for the year.”
“My parents would never allow that Sir.”
“What if we told them you were offered an internship as part of a program designed to encourage students to pursue International Business classes?”
“I’m not sure Sir.”
“You are an adult Missy. You may do as you choose.”
“What we are offering is for you to be an exclusive project. You will have elevated status and be rewarded generously.”
“All of your needs will be met. Free travel, food, lodging, luxurious clothing and jewelry.”
“Will I be living and traveling with you Sir?”
“Not me exclusively. Mr. Gibson was impressed with you and you would accompany all of the members on various business trips, vacations, business dinners, etc.”
“It does sound fun Sir.”
“You have a passport, no?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Excellent. Return to your dorm and retrieve it. Return here immediately. We are going to meet a couple new members tonight.”
“Yes Sir.”
“You may choose what you would like to wear, this time.”
I practically run to the dressing room as he closes the door.
Where are we going that I need a passport?
My mind is racing with possible locations as I choose a delicate baby doll dress.
It gathers right below my titties and for the first time they look huge to me.
Looking in the mirror I decide I look fairly school girlish so I sweep my hair into high pigtails.
This experience is making me feel so sexy and it turns me on not wearing panties or a bra, knowing men will practically see my nipples and if I bend over they are in for a treat.
Hurriedly, I head for my car. I see that has been washed for me.
I could get used to this.
My gas tank is full, too.
I don’t even care how it happened. I just know I like it.
Checking the time, I am glad to see that my roommate, Sara, will be in class and I won’t have to try and explain all this.
There aren’t many students in the dorms at this time so I don’t have to talk to anyone other than a passing hello.
Grabbing my passport I lrun back down the stairs to my car.
The breeze feels delightful on my naked puss and my anticipation about what will happen tonight is making my clit throb.
I make it back to Professor’s and he is waiting for me in the foyer.
“You made it back in record time Miss Madison. Excellent choice of attire. Are you excited for tonight?”
He reaches under my dress and fingers my slit.
“My, my, you are excited, aren’t you?”
Sticking his fingers in my mouth, I aggressively suck them clean, and respond, “yes Sir. Very much so”
“I can feel that. Maybe we will do something about it.”
Yes please. I cannot believe this is my life right now. I can’t believe I would get to live like this.
If I miss a year of school, that wouldn’t be so bad would it?
“Your bags are packed and in the car,” he states while reaching for my hand in a very tender way.
“Are you ready Missy?”
“Yes Professor Harlow.”
“Very good.”
He leads me to the garage and opens the passenger door to a vintage Ferrari 250 GT Spyder.
I only know this because it looks just like the car in the movie Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.
I only know the movie because my parents love it and have made me watch it like a million times.
This car isn’t red, but silver, and it is mint.
How does a Professor afford all this?
Maybe I should consider being a Professor?p⁹
As we drive, my thin dress blows up, and uncovers my pussy.
Instinctively, I go to pull it down and Professor stops me.
He slips his hand between my thighs and slides it down to my knees. Spreading them, he traces his way up my thigh with his finger.
Professor teases me like this the entire drive. Running his fingertips all over my thighs and lower stomach, never touching my pussy.
I have never been touched like this; teased like this.
My hard nipples are poking through my dress and Professor takes notice, gently tracing the one closest to him, but not paying it much attention.
OH. MY. GOD. I am glad I didn’t wait my whole life to be with an older man.
It feels like little bursts of electricity going directly to my clit and I am fidgeting in the seat.
Delicately, he starts caressing my neck, chest and shoulders with fingertip.
I am trying to slow my breathing but am not very successful.
I can hardly believe how close I am to an orgasm from barely being touched. It is incredibly sensual and like nothing I have ever experienced.
Professor Harlow starts to gently trace my pussy lips, barely touching them.
It is torturous trying not to get too excited.
“Your little puss is leaking Miss Madison.”
Breathlessly, all I can get out is, “Sir.”
“You want me to really touch you don’t you?”
“Yes Sir. Please.”
Removing his hand, “Maybe later, if you are a very good girl.”
“Besides, we are just about there.”
Dammit. Whatever it takes. I’m going to do it.
Professor Harlow turns into the airport and drives to a private hangar in the back.
He is out of the car and by my door before I can even collect myself.
I step out of the car as he reaches for my hand.
Inside the hangar is a beautiful white jet, I suppose you would call it that.
He leads me up the steps and I am awed at this dreamlike experience.
Days ago, I would have never dreamed of this being my life. I dreamed of fucking him, but not this.
Crossing the threshold of the plane I am surprised to see a man seated on a leather sofa on the other side of the plane.
Between his legs is a blonde girl sucking his cock.
When he sees us he taps her on the head and she turns to see us; wiping spit off her face.
The gentleman rises to his feet and greets Professor Harlow with and outstretched hand.
While they are busy shaking hands I can’t do anything but stare at the beautiful girl before me; still on her knees.
Her little school-girlish skirt above her waist has exposed her clearly juicy pussy.
I have never seen a woman in a sensual way and I’m surprised to find the sight of her turning me on.
Her smallish titties are hanging out of her button down blouse and her hair is also in pigtails.
“Miss Madison.”
“Miss Madison”
I am entranced and don’t hear him the first time.
Thankfully, Professor doesn’t sound angry when he says, “Do you find her attractive Miss Madison?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Have you ever been with a woman Missy girl?”
Shakily, “No Sir. I have not.”
“Miss Madison, please meet Dr. Burton. He is another club member, this is his project.”