Check if Charlotte is okay

"Are you okay, Charlotte?" you ask her.

Charlotte's face is still red. "If I were just a little braver, I could have told him 'no'." She looks to you. "I could do with a hug," she says.

You move towards Charlotte to comfort her, folding her into your arms. Charlotte sighs, and presses herself in to you, her breasts warmly squished against your chest.

You pull back slightly to look to her. She looks back, her eyes questioning, her lips slightly parted.

You find yourself surprised by how you feel: you've always admired how Charlotte looked, though she always looked back to you warily. Now, she looks to you vulnerably, waiting for you to make the next move...

You move in for a kiss, and she surprises you again by moving in to meet you. Her mouth opens to accommodate you, and her tongue meets yours expectantly. You grasp her butt, and she does the same with you as you breathlessly share your air with each other.

After a solid minute, you draw back. You are hard as a rock. She smiles at you.

"Thanks, that helped," she says.

"Why did you let him grope you like that?" you ask her.

Charlotte shook her head. "I'd already let him fondle me in the dorm room, once or twice. It's a pretty big liberty for him to do it in the hall, but I can't find my voice in situations like that, with an important authority figure. And Professor Evan is notorious for pushing boundaries. That's why he got Alice titfucking him so soon after she started offering to jack him off."

You shake your head. You know you asked for a world of submissive women, but this seemed a bit different. "But why get him off at all? He's your prof, for pity's sake."

Charlotte smiled at you sadly. "I didn't know that you didn't realise," she said. "It's expected. The intimacy they can't get through friendship with us, they get through their academic prestige. Alice doesn't mind at all: she's honoured to be asked, though maybe she taps on the brakes now and then. But it's just part of university life for girls."

You can't quite believe what you're hearing. But Charlotte's face brightens. "Never mind, John! I'm glad you're here. You've earned your right to feel up my chest the proper way. Let's go inside and loosen up," she says, turning to the door with her key.