"Research? Sure!"

"Research? Sure!" you say with enthusiasm.

"Oh, good. Though I have had relations with several girls over the years, I've never had the opportunity to with a boy. You'd be my first male 'research partner'." She takes the last step, bringing her very close to you. You can smell her sweet, flowery perfume and see down her bra. The curves of flesh and her forwardness have made your cock a tight knot in your pants. She rubs the bulging front of your jeans.

You take the opportunity to squeeze her boobs. You both make low rumbling noises.

"Anyone this year?" you ask in a whisper.

"Yes. I initiated a girl into lesbian sex this fall. A lovely girl named Trish. She's turned into a wonderful lover." You almost ****, and then start coughing. Trish! You never knew she had those feelings.

"Are you okay?" Miss Lange asks.

"Trish? I know her. We grew up together."

"You do? Interesting. Hmmm." Miss Lange gets a thoughtful look on her face as she continues to caress your manhood through the denim. "I'd like to have you to myself first, but would you be interested in a three-way with Trish?"

Your mind swims with images of Miss Lange and Trish naked, pleasuring each other and then focusing on you. One particularly strong image is of the two of them kneeling at your feet, stroking your cock at the same time. You shake your head to dispel the thoughts.