"Take your panties off," he demanded again. My heart was banging against my chest, as I followed his instruction to remove my underwear. "Slower," Tom insisted. "And keep your eyes on me!" he continued. I did as I was told. Keeping his gaze, I slid my hands up my dress and gently pulled down my pants letting them slide down my legs to my feet. I stepped out of them and stood, watching him. "Get on your knees!" Tom demanded a third command.

He turned back to us, his expression cooling into something lethal. "No, Sullivan," he said, his voice dropping into a low, controlled register. "I want you to watch me have sex with Donovan." He held his gaze on me, knowing what had happened days earlier that I was only too eager to participate. "Or you could join in..." "No!" Robert murmured, his voice cracking with desperation. "That's blackmail, Grant. Pure blackmail." Grant didn't blink. He simply tilted his head, and with a smug grin, he focused on me, "If you have a better idea, Sullivan, one that makes sure I don't talk, then I'm willing to negotiate."

A simple hand job was not going to be all it took. I would have to go further. My begging didn't work, but at that moment, if it was what I had to do, then I would do it. He was amused with the position I had become deeper involved with. "You would let me fuck you, to save Robert Sullivan's job?" he asked me. I couldn't speak; my throat dry, I was lost for words. I nodded. I could see him studying me to see if I would turn away. He had me right where he wanted me - there was no going back at risk of getting myself further into trouble.

Strict academic boundaries completely vanish once Tess and her professor are alone after hours.

Megan gets invited to a sauna with Ronnie, a day that has her hot and bothered and not from the Sauna.