Truthfully

Ben thought about it for a moment. He really didn't need to be the subject of some college professor's research paper, but if it meant that he could get closer to a prime piece of ass like Dr. Wilson it would be worth it. He finally answered, "Yeah, its true."

She looked at him, her beautiful face a mask of inscrutability. "Well I guess I would like to see proof of that before we proceed any further. I can't risk my reputation in the field if this is some kind of **** induced fake, or a trick of some kind. Would you be willing to come into my lab tomorrow for a series of ejaculatory events so we could verify your claims?"

Ben was in no mood to screw around with this woman no matter how hot she was. He was beginning to realize he could get all of the pussy he wanted, any time he wanted. He did not feel like giving control over to this woman any time soon. He answered her, "Well Suzy, I guess I am not really in the mood to provide proof. Either you believe me or we can just be done right now. I don't really need to help you, or even be here for that matter."

"Ben, I was not trying to insult you. You have to understand that I must verify your claim." She leaned forward on the desk giving Ben a nice view down the front of her blouse. Ben was sure it was intentional; she had to know what her body did to the men around her. Ben's cock was a hard log in his pants and even at its smallest length it was poking out uncomfortably. He wondered how far he could push her. What she would do to get what she wanted. He wondered what she would do if he walked out right now. He also wondered what she would do if he stayed. What did she want, did she expect him to jack off in front of her; was she going to blow him, or fuck him?