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The Professor Pt10

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We made our way out of the room to hit the town once again. I going to accompany The Professor to a meeting in the afternoon, so we have a few hours to kill. We hit the local souvenir shops, I have to bring my hubby and kids back some goodies from Austin. Each family member will receive a gift, plus my hubby and I collect magnets from all of the towns we visit. We spend entirely too much time at the shop but I even find a pink Austin shirt for myself. My background is in retail and I explain some merchandising strategies to The Professor. His is enamored with my knowledge and that also draws us closer.

After the souvenir shop we decide to grab some lunch. This is the perfect time to practice being platonic. This meeting is a very professional meeting and there is to be no hanky panky. We order salads and they taste wonderful. Being platonic is going well but my nerves are rising. I’m naturally a very shy person, especially around unfamiliar people. The Professor asks me if I would mind meeting some colleagues for dinner after the meeting. I agree but The Professor can sense that I’m feeling uneasy about it even though it is hours from now. The professor tells me to hold his hand under the table that we are sitting at. He squeezes my hand tight and tells me not to worry, he will lead the conversation at dinner. I say “OK” and let him know that I will not speak at this dinner unless I’m spoken to.

Upon our arrival at this afternoon meeting, I am in awe. The meeting was at a College , the students, the atmosphere, I feel like I could belong and yet I feel too old. I attended a very, very , very small college over ten years prior. This was just such a different atmosphere then when I attended. During this meeting I’m mesmerized by the atmosphere. I take notes, and take in the whole experience, barely saying a word. I’m thoroughly interested in everything being said. This is just so different then anything I’ve ever experienced. Our meeting only lasts an hour, but it felt like 5 minutes. Time just flew by.

After the meeting we say our goodbyes to The Professors colleagues and we are free. Free to restart our PDA, holding hands, kissing and enjoying each other. We also have some missions from hubby to complete. This is our last day in Austin and have to complete these missions. We go to the Solarium, Where I do multiple public flashes. It is very warm there yet so quiet. We are laughing the whole time and I feel like we are causing all of the ruckus. The library is our next stop on campus. We pull some books from the shelves to look through and take some crazy pics with. I absolutely love the smell of all of the books. The Professor and I play inside of the study cubicles and I joke about taking him right there. The Professor giggles with excitement and I his growing excitement in his trousers. We also discuss the next mission. The next mission puts The Professor completely in charge. It’s his choice of what he wants me to do.

We leave the library after returning the books. The Professor decides to go up to the top of the building. All the way up to the seventh floor. Less traffic that way, we reach the seventh floor and immediately notice cameras! Someone comes through the door as I flash The Professor. Standing in front of the window the Professor requests that I remove my thong. I do as he requests and hand the thong over to him. We sit down on the staircase. I can see through the bulge in his pants that he is so ready for me. I unzip his pants and kiss and lick his cock, teasing him as he grows harder. I gently wrap my lips around him, pulling him deep into my throat. The Professor is moaning and grabbing my hair softly. The Professor is enjoying the way I suck his cock and I am enjoying the way he feels in my mouth. I am so wet and I can feel it dripping onto my legs. We decide it is time to leave. This was all about the trease.

We head back to the hotel, No cabs in sight. It’s like everyone decided to leave at the same time. I assure The Professor that I can get us back to the hotel and we decide to walk. This proves to be the most strenuous part of the trip. My hubby and I go long periods of time without speaking and it wears on my hubby. I try to ease his concerns while navigating the streets of Austin. The emotion hubby and I were feeling was something crazy. Finally things seems to be ok with hubby and I. We finally see the hotel. The walk took longer then anticipated and we realize that it is time to meet The Professors friends for dinner. We rehearse our story making sure that it is legit and believable. We drop our bags at the courtesy desk, as we have no time to change before dinner.

The restaurant is gorgeous. A big wooden door with a hand carved design, totally reminds me of a castle. All I can think about is how nervous I am to me The Professor’s friends and colleagues. The restaurant is packed, so many people I’m feeling very anxious and make a plan to go back to the hotel restaurant if I get lost. The Professor assures that I stay with him and we make it to ur table. As usual I’m super quiet around his friends. I hate ordering at restaurants and let everyone order first. I decide to order something small and not too large as I’m way too anxious to eat. The professor is chatting it up, I enjoy listening to him talk about work. It’s like seeing a different person when he is in a professional environment. The Professor’s tone of voice changes and even his posture. I’m taking in all of the talk at the table. The Professor graciously includes me in the conversation, bringing up my past experiences in the workforce. I passionately talk about my retail experience and The Professor is beaming, He loves to hear me talk about work. We long finish our meals and continue talking in the group fro what seems like ages.

On our way back to the hotel, we see a little café and stop for dessert. The place was very charming. And the pastry is amazing. Finally, it is just back to the two of us. The next mission is my choice of what I wanted to do. We decide to stay at the hotel and chill up on the rooftop pool. We change into our swimwear, I have a black lace cover up that my hubby bought me for the trip. The Professor is in what appears to be a regular swim trunks and a t-shirt. We send a pic to hubby and he makes a comment on how beautiful I look and make fun of The Professor for looking like he is wearing workout apparel. We find a spot there is a fire lit, the lighting is low and very windy on the rooftop. The Professor and I do not mind, we are enjoying this romantic moment in this amazing place. We cuddle up on the couch wrapped up in each others arms realizing that we only have a few more hours together before I leave to return home.

We don’t say much, just gazing into each others eyes. My hair blows across my face and into his face. The Professor moans at the smell of my hair and tells me how beautiful I am. Blushing, I thank him for the kind words. Now on to my mission and what I want. I tell The Professor that I want his fingers inside of me right now, on this couch at the pool with all of these people around. The Professor lays down next to me, gently gliding his hands down my bikini and teasing me before anything else is done. The professor finally finds his way to my clit. I can’t help but to rock my hips. Moaning and telling The Professor that I want his fingers inside of me. He kisses me and begins to slide one in. I’[m warm and moist, so easy for The Professor to slide one finger in. We both giggle at each other and kiss some more. We talk about how amazing the last couple days have been and head back to our room.

I’m ready to be devoured and spend one last night with The Professor. The final mission from hubby is to do whatever we please with no picture requirements or even any communication with hubby on what we decided. The Professor and I chuckle and wonder aloud on what more could we possibly do! We have sex in almost every position this night. We start in missionary then my legs pinned back, then doggy, cowgirl, and then finishing up back in missionary looking at each other. Each of us having a massive orgasm and so grateful to have spent this time together. We are both completely satisfied as we drift off to sleep.

The alarm is blaring, I do not want to get up but I must take a shower and prepare myself to go back home to my amazing hubby. Up and into the shower I go. The Professor wakes up and follows me. The Professor holds me, kissing me, rubbing me with his hardness. The professor caresses my breasts and smiles. I smile back but have to tell him NO! I don’t want to say no, I really want to give in but I can’t. It is time for me to go and this day is all about my hubby. The professor had his time with me and now I’m going back to the love of my life to be reclaimed. The professor nods and understands. We finish showering and get dressed.

I double and triple check to make sure I am taking everything. The Professor is saddened by the upcoming departure but I have a hubby and family to return to. The Professor helps me take my bags down to the lobby and tells me that he will accompany me in the cab to the airport. I’m secretly relieved, I will feel much safer with him there then I will by myself. We cuddle in the back of the cab, reminiscing about the last couple days about how we will not text each other for a couple days to let my hubby and I reconnect. We arrive at the airport and one final hug and kiss. I am on my way home!..... Stay tuned for part 11!

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