I woke up sore. The sex the night before and sleeping on the floor had my body aching. The screensaver on my computer was glowing in the darkness, lending the only light in the room. I moved my finger over the mouse pad to see what time it was. 5:30, good thing I woke up or I would have been late to class. When I turned on a lamp next to the sofa I saw something that made me rather upset. I had left the samples of semen out the entire night. I was sure they would be ruined.
What a waste of delicious man juice, but I didn't want to take the chance of getting sick from them. Washing out each container I packed them back in my bag and took a shower, ate and headed to campus. It was only Tuesday. After last night it felt like it should be at least Thursday.
Tami was at her desk helping students when I arrived at my office. She grinned at me without saying anything, going back to helping the redhead girl. I unloaded all the newly empty containers and sat down at my desk to go over the lesson plan for today. I expected Tami to knock any second, when she was free, to talk about last night. Time passed and no one knocked, giving me the time I needed to prepare since I hadn't thought about class because of how excited I was for my evening with Tami, which ended up being more than I bargained for. Mike showing up was a really nice addition. I quivered just thinking about his large penis deep inside of me again.
I fired up my computer and sat behind my desk. I put a clip of Daniel's amazing ejaculations on in slow motion so I could study them further and figure out the velocity in which the semen was expelled. While that was running in a continuous loop I prepared my lesson for the day and every few minutes studied the clip.
An hour passed by and still no knock on the door. Something wasn't adding up. Not only did I expect Tami but I expected at least one of the extra credit group to knock on my door with a sample. Especially Justin, after his ridiculous amount of samples over the weekend I figured he'd have a bunch more.
I got up and went to my door to see what Tami was doing. Class started in a half hour but I was ready with my lecture. I cracked the door and peered out, trying to be inconspicuous. What I saw had me very worried. Everyone from the group was standing around Tami's desk. Even Sara was there and Mike. So was another girl I didn't recognize standing next to Tami, almost touching her. I had the impression that this was Jessica and that my study had just been blown.
Someone mentioned my name and Tami looked up toward my door. She caught my eye and pursed her lips to signify something was wrong. Opening the door I stepped out, making everyone turn and look at me. The looks on their faces was not good, it would appear that I was in deep shit!
"Is what they are saying true, Professor?" Sara asked first with fire in her eyes.
With everyone staring at me I gave nothing away and calmly asked, "Who are 'they' and what has been said?"
"Jessica told Justin she watched the clips he made for this 'ejaculation study' of yours with Tami. Jessica doesn't think there is any 'study' at all and that you're doing this because you get off on watching your students cum. Word got around to all of us and we were asking Tami for the truth."
My impression was correct. The woman standing next to Tami was her lover, Jessica. She must have recognized Justin's face from a clip and realized Tami wasn't telling her the truth about where she got the clips. I caught the eyes of Mike and Tami before answering.
"Those are pretty unsubstantiated accusations, Sara. I don't know how Tami acquired these clips of Justin and showed them to Jessica, but I assure you the study is legitimate. I intend to publish my results next week if you don't believe me. I most certainly do not 'get off' by watching my students ejaculate. My study is strictly for professional and scientific research. I will be reporting my 'assistant' here for breaking into my computer, it seems, and stealing my research for her own sick pleasure."
"It's over, Emily, just come clean," Tami said glaring at me.
"I must confess Miss Richards I have no idea what you are talking about and you will call me Professor or Dr. Burke. Now I believe we all have a class to attend."
"Wait! This is bullshit. I don't believe you. You're not pinning this on me!" Tami screamed. "You don't have anything to publish, you're lying!"
"I assure you, I do and will. Now if you will excuse me," I said walking away from the group.
"This isn't over, Professor. I'm reporting you to the Dean. There is no study, you've got nothing and you know it!" Tami yelled after me.
I didn't slow or turn.
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A week later I published the most comprehensive study ever released on male ejaculation. After all, who better to report on the subject than an actual connoisseur like myself? I may have enjoyed my work but I wasn't stupid enough not to have a back up plan if my intentions every got out.
Tami had no proof to the contrary and with my paper published with overwhelmingly good reception into the medical community, she had no leg to stand on. She was expelled from the university for theft and the only other person that knew the full truth was Mike. He kept his mouth shut after seeing what happened to Tami. He didn't want to blow his full ride football scholarship on a losing battle for nothing. He also didn't want to give up the hot blowjobs I continued to give him whenever he needed some 'study help' in my class.
After the confrontation outside my office I announced to the class that extra credit was no longer being offered this semester and to thank Tami when they saw her. I still gave good grades to all the participants, just not as good as they were 'shooting' for if you will forgive the pun.
I figured I'd let a few semesters go by before I started a follow up study on pre-ejaculate quantity. Just to let things settle down a bit.
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