8. They both notice, but neither wants Meg to stop

Meg hiked the hem of her skirt up slowly and slid her hand between her legs. She was already wet from the thrill of masturbating in public; it was all she could do to keep from moaning as her hand found her clit. She’d been lying to herself that this would help her focus, but right now she was more invested in physical pursuits over mental ones. Spencer kept going through the review session and Dr. Whitley didn’t say anything, so Meg thought neither noticed. Pretty soon though the smell of sex was undeniable and Meg noticed something very interesting. Spencer had started to sport an erection. Meg froze. She must have been caught.

“Oh no keep going my dear, by all means. I think we’re both enjoying the show.” She turned to see Dr. Whitley looking intently at her. “In fact why don’t I just make sure no late students interrupt the study session.”

The older man stood and locked the classroom door, drawing the small blind over the built in window. Meg watched as he sat back down next to her and returned his attention to his TA. Meg turned too and saw a fleeting smile across Spencer’s face. They both knew. And neither wanted her to stop.

“Meg, what about the material do you find so stimulating?” Dr. Whitley leaned in closer to the freshman, noticeably inhaling her scent.

“Well… it’s… it’s also the person delivering the material, professor.” Something about the way the two men were looking at her made it impossible for Meg to lie. The words tumbled out of her mouth with barely any time to stop them.

“I see…”