‘I don’t mind just putting it in my bag,’ said Mila, watching me tentatively pick up the bulbous object.
‘I’ve always had a policy of placing things back where I found them,’ said the officer as I rolled the phallic toy among her slick labia.
‘It probably wouldn’t be very hygienic to put it in your bag,’ I said, feeling the plug begin to glide more freely against the delicate lips as it gained a healthy sheen.
Mila peered between her pert nipples at my busy hand. ‘I could put it in a plastic–oh!’
I pushed the sizeable girth inside, and my cock throbbed as I watched her pussy stretch and swallow the glistening bulb. I turned and twisted it to gather more of her slippery fluids, pulling it out and dipping it back in for good measure, and I had to summon all my willpower to refrain from discarding it and sinking my own primed dick into those secret depths.
The officer snorted. ‘I meant use the puddle she made on the table, but that’ll do too.’
‘Oh, of course,’ I said giving Mila’s naked breast an apologetic squeeze and withdrawing the plug.
‘I don’t mind, Professor,’ she said, passively observing as I palpated the soft flesh.
‘Ready?’ I said, squashing both breasts together in one hand.
Mila nodded and smiled encouragingly. She closed her eyes and breathed through her mouth as I pressed her butt plug into her anus — her sphincter dilated smoothly, happily accommodating the widest point before abruptly sucking the remainder inside. I gave it a couple of light tugs and smiled as I felt the clenching anal muscles jealously pull it back into her rectum.
‘All done,’ I said, giving her soft chest a congratulatory rub and enjoying the feel of her rubbery nipples against the palm of my hand. ‘Go enjoy some duty-free shopping!’
Mila was finally allowed to close her long legs and dismount the table. She stood looking up at me with an awkward expression.
‘You’re free to go!’ I said, gently tugging her still exposed nipples.
‘I know,’ she said, glancing at the bulge in my trousers, ‘but I feel bad.’
‘Why’s that?’ I said, absently fondling her delightful tits.
‘Well…’ She watched for a moment as I playfully manipulated her chest. ‘You gave me an orgasm, but… I didn’t return the favour.’
‘It’s alright, Mila,’ I said, pulling her little top down to cover her breasts. ‘I enjoyed the experience a lot more than I should have. We should leave it at that.’
‘I’d like to show you my appreciation,’ she said, looking unsure of herself for a moment before committing and grabbing my hard shaft.
I gently pushed her arm away and looked around at the last few lingering students — they made an unconvincing show of minding their own business. ‘Thank you, but I can’t have sexual relations with my students. I’ll get in trouble!’
Mila looked disappointed. ‘Okay, I understand.’
I slipped my hand under her crop top as she started to turn away, unable to resist one last feel. ‘My door will always be open if you want to drop by and talk about your studies, though. I have a room to myself, so we can talk at any hour you wish without annoying anyone.’
She grinned mischievously and stood on her toes to give me a quick peck on the cheek. ‘I’d appreciate some extra help with my studies — thank you, Professor Garrett.’
As she began to move away, I imagined myself grabbing and pushing her to her knees and feeding my aching cock into her gullet. That wouldn’t have gone down too well with the college, though, or indeed anyone else. It was one thing to help a security officer carry out an intimate inspection, but it was quite another to face fuck someone in the middle of an airport.
It would be impossible to get her out of my head for the rest of the day, and the sexual tension would be unbearable, but I could at least hope that she would indeed pay me a little visit once we had settled into our hotel rooms for the evening. With that thought, I smiled to myself and rejoined the queue.