. for you... ohhh professssorrrr!" Professor? Immediately my eyes went wide. Fuck, was this a student? Every student I have has this number, it's on e...very syllabus I hand out. Was she being serious? Was I being pranked? I sat there motionless in my home office, cock in my hand, trying to think of what I should do. All the while she came, hard from the sound of it, I could hear her shuddering as pleasure overran what I imagined to be her lithe, young body. The sound was intoxicating.Her climax. Harry much preferred to keep as far away as possible from the CIA ever since they double-crossed him in Venice. His current employer was much more altruistic and paid better as well.When they pulled up to the corner, Harry shook Nickolai's hand and told him to keep his head low and his rear-end covered. The Dancer took her back-pack and Harry took his spacious briefcase with the double combination lock and they walked arm in arm to the station platform. Harry could see the train approaching in. I caught my breath and then slid back into my clothes. I went into the kitchen to wipe my face, then walked into the living room, and sat down in front of the TV. Not but a few minutes later, Charlotte entered through the front door.She greeted me, and I greeted her back. We didn't talk too much past pleasantries and small chat, as I mentioned earlier, I always found myself tripping on my words when we did, so I tried to keep myself cool and collected by not saying too much.Charlotte tossed her. She asked me to stay, she told me its a romantic comedy and I might like it.And so I sat back on the couch and she switched the channels till she found the channel playing Pretty Woman. She was right, I did have fun, it was a good movie and we start to bond while watching Richard Gere and Julia Roberts stoke the fires of their romance on screen.Now the movie had some intimate scenes and it was embarrassing to be in the same room as Mrs Dixit during those and I would invariably make some excuse.