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Purple Skirt-The First Class
It had been the longest fifty minutes Jeff had ever spent teaching a class. Most of it had gone by in a daze, while he had tried his hardest not to stare at her as she kept smiling and seducing him in the front row. The worst part was that her purple skirt had a split right down the side so that she could covertly open it up while covering herself with her bag. No one other than Jeff could see what was going on, and he was tormented to death trying to pay attention to what he was supposed to be doing.
He had taken over a Biology 101 course midterm. The original professor had suffered a massive stroke and it was doubtful that he would ever teach again. All of his classes had been shuffled around to other professors, with a couple of the strictly research profs also getting a class. Normally Jeff was busy with grad students and post docs, dissecting the biological world of the mouse, and more importantly some of the traits that it shared with humans. Now he was teaching one class a day, three days a week, and already he was off to a start that was going to distract him more than anything.
"So read chapters 27, 28, and 29 and on Wednesday we'll review the genetics of aging, and sexuality," he had assigned as he turned away and the class was dismissed. A large rush of noise and movement swept across the room as over two hundred students attempted to escape through two sets of doors in under a minute. Sitting down a the small desk, Jeff spent the time trying to calm himself down and forget that she was sitting there, her sex begging so hard he could smell it across the room. Slowly the room cleared and he was aware that there were just a couple of students standing in front of his desk awaiting his attention. Looking up he was both surprised and a bit relieved that neither of them was the woman in the purple skirt.
"Doctor Reed," a petite redhead who looked younger that his daughter spoke first, "Crystal asked us to see if you might be able to help us," she was smiling a curiously seductive smile at him as she leaned over his desk, her young, lithe body now getting very much of his attention. She was wearing a loose fitting top, and her rather large breasts were quite visible as she seemingly presented them to him for his inspection.
"You see we have this problem, and we realize that a man such as yourself, with your intimate knowledge of biology might be able to come up with an answer," the other coed spoke this time. She was a blonde, tall and wearing a pair of orange running shorts that he had only ever seen the likes of once—when he'd gone with some colleagues to a bar named Hooters while attending a convention in Chicago.
"Crystal thinks that you might be able to help us figure out a solution, or at least help us relieve the pressure until a solution can be found," it was the redhead again, and he couldn't keep his eyes off the deep valley between her breasts. It was tan, and firm and enticing, and he was sure he was going to go crazy as he realized that he had never prepared himself for the prospect of being so close to women almost half his age that weren't very shy about their bodies.
"Stop, just a second," Jeff was saying as he realized that his body was beginning to stir again. The close proximity of the two girls wasn't helping. True, he thought, they had to be at least nineteen or twenty, weren't all college women these days, but he wasn't used to dating anyone younger than thirty five, and he hadn't even begun to recover from the woman in the purple skirt fucking his brains out just over an hour ago.
"First, I don't know anyone named Crystal," he was trying his best to get out of a situation that he was sure couldn't be as confusing as it seemed to him. "And I'm not sure how I can possibly help you figure out a solution, or relieve pressure when I have no idea what you're talking about, or how you think I can be some sort of expert at these mysterious things." There, he'd spoken his mind and that should be the end of it. He was just supposed to pick up the lectures where they'd been left off and hand out the tests. He didn't even have to write or grade the tests; he was told he had T.A.'s to handle that. Yes, he thought, T.A.s, he'd forgotten all about them.
"Why don't you speak to the T.A.'s about your problems, and let them figure out if it is something that they can take care of or if they need to involve me," he said as he picked up his papers and started for the door. It was so simple! He should have remembered the T.A.'s to begin with. Slightly proud that he'd found a way out of an ever "hardening" situation, he was glad that he would be able to get out of the room before either the redhead or the blonde figured out that he was sporting solid wood behind his desk.
"Uh, Doctor Reed," it was the redhead again, obviously being direct and to the point didn't always work with some people he thought as he turned and covered as best as possible. "We are your T.A.'s," she was saying.
"I'm Sally," the redhead was indicating herself, "and this is Colleen," she said nodding towards the blonde.
"And as for Crystal," a voice materialized seemingly from thin air behind him. Spinning around quickly, he saw the woman in the purple skirt standing in the open doorway. "I'm sorry we didn't get a chance to introduce ourselves earlier," she was saying as she walked the ten feet that separated them. In shock Jeff extended his hand to hers as she presented it, and she pulled it right to her left breast.
"But whether you know it or not, you've already met our 'problem', and you've proven quite adept at providing a temporary solution if nothing else," Crystal was saying as he allowed his hand to linger upon her warm breast. His mind was spinning, unable to comprehend everything that she was saying. All he could think about is that somehow he had managed to fuck this minx and land himself in the midst of something that had far reaching consequences.
"Maybe we'd be better to discuss this in an office instead of in a lecture hall that will be filling up very shortly," Crystal was saying as she released his hand and smiled as it lingered for a couple of seconds upon her breast.
"We could use Doctor Jordan's office, it's right down the hall," the redhead, Sally offered. Jeff just nodded and followed as Crystal, Sally and Colleen walked out the door. Walking behind Colleen he found himself trying to find a panty line within the short-shorts that hugged her ass so fine. He had no idea what he was getting himself into, but even if it was bad, it looked oh so good from here.
They walked down two halls and approached a door, upon which Sally pulled out a key and unlocked it, ushering them inside. Jeff just stared wondering how she had a key to a faculty office.
"I'm a T.A., remember," she smiled at him, seemingly amused by the constant state of confusion that seemed to appear upon his face. Jeff walked inside and realized that the office wasn't very big, and didn't even have a proper desk for a professor such as Jordan. He frowned visibly and it was Colleen that offered up an explanation this time.
"This is just the T.A.'s office, Doctor Jordan's main office is in the Adams building. Sally and I both have a desk here and a couple of filing cabinets, nothing much else is needed."
"Ok, enough already," Crystal was saying as Sally was closing the door and pulling a rolling blind down over the opaque window in the door. "Back to our problem and how you're going to help," she was saying as she started to remover her flowery blouse, baring her luscious chest to his gaze yet again. Transfixed, all that Jeff could do was watch her.
"You see, Jordan was working on a bit of research on the side, and it had some side effects that he hadn't expected," Sally was speaking from his left and he turned to look at her. She had pulled off her top also, and was undoing a black bra. Unable to believe himself, Jeff watched as her large, tan breasts spilled free and sat upon her chest just a couple of feet from him.
"However, we now need to figure out a solution," Colleen was saying as he turned to his right and for once wasn't incredibly shocked to find her half naked and with large, full looking breasts.
"Because we can't keep up with the milk production," Sally was saying again as he looked to his left and realized that her nipples were rather large, and swollen looking, and beginning to lactate on their own.
"Or the increased libido," it was Colleen again, having finished removing her shirt she was pulling down her orange short-shorts and a pair of wispy, thin black panties. Jeff stared, there was nothing else he could do except stare at her well shaved pussy lips and full breasts. He was in shock he realized, amazed shock as Crystal bent her head to Colleen's left breast and began to suck upon it.
"Oh thank you," Colleen was saying as Jeff could hear Crystal begin to swallow milk from Colleen's breast. Her efforts brought a heartfelt sigh of relief from Colleen as Crystal fed from her breast. Jeff stared, unable to move his gaze until he abruptly felt a cool breeze upon his cock. Looking down, he saw Sally undoing his pants.
Sally was smiling up at him as she pulled his cock free and greedily slipped it quickly inside of her mouth. Jeff groaned as his hardness was engulfed by the second woman in as many hours. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the desk as Sally began pumping his cock with her mouth, sucking hard upon him as she bobbed her head.
"Just don't let him come," Colleen was saying as Sally sucked upon Jeff, "Its not fair if you don't share him," Crystal was laughing as she moved to Colleen's right breast.