The good kind. Or at least that's how I will describe it to the guys later.We went to the kitchen, where she had spread all the paperwork on the table... and she offered me a cup of coffee. I was hoping for wine, but coffee keeps you awake. That's a good sign. She was wearing a nice pair of tight jeans and a white tank top. She had to lean over me on a few occasions and I thanked every god I know that she wasn't wearing a bra. I could see the bigger part of her amazing cleavage and I could feel. Her breathing intensified as her nether region ached for attention. She really should have been finishing her write up for class, but she told herself that it could wait. Checking around again to make sure no one would come in, Jennifer hid under her covers and began to fiddle with herself as she watched Jenny Star enjoy her victory spoils.Jennifer spent the next few hours poring through the website she had just discovered. Women’s Submission Wrestling, or WSW, was a federation dedicated to. Then slowly started moving her way down his neck to his shoulder, where she proceeded to gently bite him. Biting a bit harder after a few seconds, pulling on his skin. His manhood, which had been stiff up until then, took on a new hardness previously unfelt by him. It poked her in the belly, and she giggled with excitement from the feeling. Finally her teeth released their grasp, and he held her tighter, feeling her chest pressing against his own. Water pouring down between them. He loved this. I didn’t want to laugh or embarrass him, but I doubt that there was anything I could do or say that would exacerbate the mortification that he must have already been feeling.As Ethan sat there, still in a state of frozen shock, I began taking steps toward my office. I just said, “Hi Ethan. Why don’t you put that away and stop by my office.” I then just walked away, went into my office, and sat in my chair, wondering what might be the right words, but just drawing a total blank.Several minutes.