‘Miss Chapwell, may I speak to you for a moment?’ ‘Yes, by all means.’ It didn’t take more than a minute to see that the lecture hall was co...mpletely empty. Figures, I was the last one there so he wanted to talk to me. About what? ‘Could you come down to the podium please?’ I have to admit I was very surprised by his request. What could have happened in the last eighty-five minutes that required a one on one with the Professor? Could he have realized that I wasn’t really paying attention for the. “Jarvis will be along directly, he has been looking forward to this moment for a year or more.” He cackled with undisguised glee, but I chose to ignore him. About ten minutes later a coach, drawn by a smart team of four bay horses, pulled into the clearing.“Here he is now,” chortled Maddox. “He’s on his way to Hungerford with his wife, and is going to look over what will be his estate when the old earl dies, and Jarvis produces an heir.”“That should be an interesting spectacle,” I said. “It is. She wore a lovely dress of see through lace over a fairly tight satin underdress to above her knee. Her scarlet lipstick and the red heels acting as bright full stops at either end of a very sexy body of black sensuality. I was impressed. “Haven’t I seen you somewhere?” she asked, still standing by the door. “Maybe” I said, walking across and closing the door, ensuring that the ‘do not disturb’ sign was facing out, ‘but I hope you’ll agree to see a lot more of me tonight.” Inwardly cringing. Driving a little deeper each time, and watching Helena writhe and moan her protests at this invasion, gave him immense satisfaction. This had been money well spent.Before long, Helena began to relax and even gleaned some enjoyment from Nigel’s fucking of her ass. His strokes were deep but his rhythm was steady and pressing her erogenous buttons, particularly the feel of his balls as they slapped up against her still sensitive, puffy pussy lips. Her ass had never felt more stretched and full and.