Do you work?

"So tell me Avery, what do you do for a living?"

"Well, uh, I am a Mathematics professor at Intectus Deprehendi University." I thought nothing of it when I gave her this answer. I just scooped another pancake onto my plate absentmindedly.

"Wait, hold on. You are a teacher at my daughter's school? Not a student?" Dr. Bernard's eyebrows shot up "You're dating a student!?"

I mentally kicked myself for letting that slip. I began to panic, Bridget placed a hand on my leg and stroked it gently to soothe me. Ingrid did the same thing from my other side, their touching of my thighs was giving me some unwelcome stimulation. I needed to think straight, and having the two hot girls sitting next to me stroking my thighs was not helping. "Um, you see...the thing is..." as I struggled for the right words, Scarlet seized this opportunity to 'drop her fork' again along with her camera. As soon as she was under the table I could just feel her filming my penis. I couldn't cross my legs again with Ingrid and Bridget holding down my legs. So I just sat there red hot in the face putting out a fire all on my own while Scarlet had the uninterrupted freedom of filming my dick as it was steadily growing harder from being so intimately touched.

I jammed a hunk of syrupy pancake in my mouth to buy me some time since I couldn't talk with my mouth full. My heart hammered as I chewed. How can I explain this? I could tell Dr. Bernard I was being blackmailed by Scarlet and Ingrid and that I had **** but I doubt that would stop her from breaking us up. After all, she wouldn't want a guy near her daughter if he was **** to be with her. Ultimately, I wanted to stay together with Bridget because I wanted to, Scarlet and Ingrid's **** was just an excuse I use for myself to protect my own pride and vanity, and I at the very least had to convince Bridget's mother that her daughter actually matters to me. For that much was true. "I-It was a strange set of circumstances..." I rambled. The mother's face was unreadable. "I promise you Doctor, I am not the type that goes preying on his students but...well, I made an exception for Bridget. She is the only girl I have ever met that can actually get me to break the rules." Bridget was looking at me now in wonder, Ingrid's stared at me open-mouthed, Scarlet was so close to me under the table her camera hovered between my knees still filming my now fully erect member.

I held Dr. Bernard's gaze for several awkward moments. Then she shook her head, "I still can't handle you guys dating. Not only is this unethical but this could endanger my daughter's studies. I am sure you will get over each other in time."

Bridget looked as if she was about to cry. At that moment, I jumped up from my chair throwing aside the sultry hands and stood up. With me in full view, I looked Bridget's mother in the eye then bowed my head so low I almost knocked it against the table. "Please," I implored. "Please, please, please let me go out with your daughter. I know it would be best for us to part ways but I already tried that for all the same reasons you are giving me now but I kept coming back to her. It is just to heartbreaking being apart. She lights up my world. Her grades wont suffer; I don't offer special treatment to anyone academically, not even her. I never had to, considering she has proven to be better at math than me. She taught the whole class out there how to make a fool of me, and all I want to do is praise her for doing what I cannot. I will step aside if I truly believed I anchored her down but, for whatever reason, she likes me enough to go the extra mile. So please, I'm begging you, don't break us up." I clenched my fists at my sides for once trying not to think about everyone seeing me completely naked. I was crimson in the face as I closed my eyes awaiting judgement. I wanted to cover up but I had to display as much conviction as I could, if I covered up now I was afraid I would look hesitant to lay everything on the line. So I kept my head low with all my vulnerabilities on display and my pride flattened like one of Bridget's pancakes. With my body fully exposed I shivered in embarrassment as Scarlet resumed filming me from beneath the table.

Dr. Bernard sized me up once more then grinned, "Alright, I will let you date my daughter but under one condition."