I insist on doing it myself but...

"Give me that bottle!"

I plucked the bottle out of Bridget's hands. Surrounded by mirrors, it was impossible for me to apply the oil without Bridget seeing my dick. So I took a deep breath and moved my hand away from my penis to pour oil into it. Bridget ogled me lasciviously, particularly between my legs. My face reddened as I lubed up my shoulder, letting the oil cascade down my chest. I slid my hand across my body covering my pecs and my abs. All the while I maintained intense eye contact with Bridget.

"This will go much faster with the both of us working that body." Bridget reclaimed the bottle and strided right behind me. Giving herself a handful of oil she soaked my side and hip pouring the contents of the bottle on the nape of my neck. Both her touch and the shock from the oil going down my back made me shiver.

"Ho-hold up! Bridget...don't..." I bit down on my lip as she set down the bottle and rubbed down my back and massaged my shoulders. My own hands gravitated down to my dick. Bridget caressed my flesh as she worked her salacious hands down to my ass. I stroked myself as she groped my legs all the while looking past my frame straight into the mirror so she can continually keep an eye on me stroking my member. I was hard by the time she got to my feet.

I kept stroking and yanking right up until the point Bridget grabbed my hands putting them to a halt. I was a bit stunned not even realizing I was in a heated daze. I was practically...no...I was actually masturbating in front of Bridget! I turned crimson.

"I am as turned on as you professor Ave." Bridget pressed her breasts into my back and laid her head on my shoulder, looking at both of us in the mirror. "But maybe we should get to class first. Unless you want to do something else real quick." She kept her hands on top of mine, I was still gripping my boner.