For the most part, they were very boring and I found myself awarding dismal scores to students who felt they deserved better. There was a knock on th...e door. ‘Denise, how many times have I told you not to knock?’ I asked without looking up. ‘Come in.’ The door opened and my colleague Cheryl walked in. She was dressed to kill and I found myself swallowing unconsciously. ‘Hi,’ she said. ‘Hello Cheryl,’ I adjusted my glasses to take a better look at her. ‘You’re looking exquisite today. Are we. They sat together quietly, the one crunching numbers and the other reading her book, turning the pages carefully to avoid disturbing him with the rustle of the paper. From memory, she was reading one of those pot-boiler novels she had picked up at the airport as light reading when they went on holiday last year; a bit of a story with liberal doses of soft sex thrown in. He finished his work but stayed staring at his screen as though still engaged, rather than announcing he was done. He had. When the throbbing inside me starts to subside, I’m feebly squirming with anger. “I. Can’t. Believe you.” I pant. He was absolutely right. He can be an asshole. “I let you cum, didn’t I?” he asks and starts fucking me again. I moan in protest. I’m so tender from my orgasm, the feeling of him sliding in and out is too much. “S-s-stop, I’m so s-s-sensitive,” I beg him, shaking from the feeling, but he doesn’t. He’s quickly moving in and out of me and I’m reeling. “Holy fucking shit,” I mumble. "She leaned over, licked her lips, with an evil glint in her eye, and then opened her mouth and spit a huge pool of saliva into my mouth, and then jammed the phallus back in.When she pulled it back out it was shiny again. "Much better. Otherwise you were going to be in trouble."She wandered back to the other end of the table, and knelt between my spread legs.She smiled that wicked, partly playful, partly evil smile again. "I LOOOVE virgin ass!"She scooted forward and put the head of the dildo.