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My professor’s wife came into work last weekend. She told me that she needed to talk to me. I told her that we had nothing to talk about. But then she started to raise her voice. I didn’t want her to cause a scene. I had already sacrificed enough to keep this job. I wasn’t about to let her screw it up for me. I knew that she was a very vindictive woman. If I didn’t do what she said, she would try to ruin my life. So I agreed to meet with her.
The next day I went over to her house. She was alone. There was something different about her. A side of her I had never seen. Sweeter and softer. Suddenly I saw what he must have seen in her all those years ago. There was actually kindness in her eyes. It made me wonder what she had to tell me. I started to worry that it was something serious. But then she told me. She told me that she can’t stop thinking about me no matter how hard she tries. And that she has overpowering feelings for me. I never could’ve imagined her feeling like that.
My Professor’s Wife Came Into Work
She swept the hair from my cheek and leaned in to kiss me. Part of me loved it. It felt so good and turned me on. But part of me wondered how my feelings for this woman could completely change in an instant. I started to wonder if she had an ulterior motive. But when I looked into her eyes, I knew she was sincere. Without breaking eye contact, she began to undress me. The more she touched me, the more I wanted. Now I know where the saying “we made wild, passionate love” came from. That’s exactly what we did.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457