“If you had let me clean, this wouldn’t have happened” he waves his hand. His hand has some cum on it from my back.
I look at him like a naughty student and promptly lick it off of him. He grins and says
“That’s more like it. Don’t shy away.” His smile fades. He looks at me and praises me with the most extravagant words,
“You’re beautiful, Elizabeth. As radiant as the morning sun and as pretty as the full moon. Thank you for choosing me as your guide.”
His words melt me. I don’t know how this is going to work out; a student and teacher relationship. But I’m going to make this work.
“Thank you for being my guide.” I coo into his ears.
“We should rest. We’ll work out your preferences when we get up,” he says.
The sun set around us. As the cool night took control, snuggled up against my professor, I let sleep embrace me.
To be continued…