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Chapter 9 by SuperAte SuperAte

Does Miss Leuer find a solution?

Yes

You had almost forgotten your meeting with Miss Leuer until she asked to see you after class again sometime later. You found it hard to refuse when she was dressed in a pencil skirt and form fitting blouse. You climbed the familiar stairs to her office and noticed the building seemed pretty vacant. It wasn't unusual for professors to take their work home with them so perhaps that's where everyone was. You paid no heed as you turned the corner to her office. She had all the blinds and curtains closed so the room appeared darker than it had before. Miss Leuer was sitting at her desk with her hands in her lap and smirk on her face. She motioned to the door and you closed it behind you.

"So I think I need to understand your situation more," she began. "You cannot have Courtney. So what do you feel you are missing as a result?" "Well I suppose companionship," you answered truthfully. Miss Leuer stood from her chair and navigated her way around the desk and sat on it directly in front of you. You could smell her perfume. It was sweeter than you had expected. "What sort of companionship? There are all sorts of companionship," she explained. You gave her a confused look. "Well I suppose just...companionship. What kinds are there?" you asked. She looked at the ceiling as she thought for a moment. "Well there is romantic companionship, friendly, emotional.....physical," she paused before adding the final category. "Well I certainly did not want to be just friends with Courtney, so we can count that out," you reasoned. "Well I want to provide what you are missing from Courtney but I am married," she explained as she pointed to her wedding band, "so I cannot provide romantic or emotional companionship I am afraid." You began to tick the categories off in your head. "...so what about physical?" Miss Leuer only smiled as she stood up and pulled her blouse over her head.

She stood before you naked from the waste up. Her breasts showed obvious signs of arousal. She brushed the few strands of her pixie cut hair behind her ears and stood her with hands on her hips. You were shocked. You were speechless. You were aroused. It was hard determine what you were more of. Probably aroused. You weren't sure what to do next.

Go along with Miss Leuer's solution?

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