I was only human. "Oh, Timmy—" I heard her groan as the guy looked over at me and chuckled. "Can't say as I blame you, dude. She'd make any man hard...," he laughed, reaching down and jerking his hand up and down his monstrous cock. "See what she's done for me?" he snickered, letting go of his peter and picking up the vibrator again. I was such a fucking perv, I told myself. Here we were God knows where with some naked guy fooling around with my mom and I was getting a frigging hard on. Somebody. While it didn't have the same perks as being a fully tenured professor, it did allow me to have my own office on campus, and I was responsible for teaching 4 entry-level Communications classes. Things were looking up, for sure.As they do in most places, the new guy gets the shit schedule. In my case, it was 3 days of early 8am/9am/10am classes per week, and then one class in the evenings on Thursday night at 7-9pm. The new guy designation also relegated me to one of the smallest offices,. I was debating what to do about that, or whether to look for information elsewhere, when the body language of all the guys changed. The Army communications guy had said something, and they'd all become instantly alert and were looking up into the sky toward the south.If you'll forgive a slight digression: Normally you know when someone's looking at you because you see their eyes are pointing straight at you (that seems obvious). That's often not the case with me. My sight blob was down beside. Elizabeth bobs her head up and down slowly, her eyes lock onto his. Gregory moans softly and looks deeply into her eyes. Elizabeth releases his thumb and nuzzles her cheek into his soft hands. Gregory pulls his hand away and goes to the door. He locks it and leans on the door facing Elizabeth. Elizabeth pushes him against the door and places a rough kiss upon his lips. Gregory is stunned at first but then begins to respond to the kiss. Elizabeth pulls back for air; she grins at her teacher. .