She finds someone interesting to do on the way to see Tom

Deciding she might as well throw a bone to the original personality, Sarah decided to spend the rest of her lunch with her 'husband'. Though even thinking of him as that felt distinctly wrong. He was her superior, an amiable enough man, but utterly unsuitable as a life partner for someone as young and sexy and ambitious as Sarah. Really, anything she might do now to mess up what they have together would only be for her benefit. She should be thanking Sarah, when all is said and done.

Knowing where the old man liked to eat his food, Sarah headed in that direction, only to be stopped by a sudden tap on her shoulder. Turning around, Sarah saw Jeremy Bentham, a young man in one of her classes. Though, considering her own new age, he was more of a colleague to Sarah than Tom was. "Oh, um, Professor Wynne? I had a question."

It was impossible for Sarah to keep a smile off her face. Jeremy was cute, not ruggedly handsome but a soft boy with an exuberance to impress her and an inability to avoid staring at her chest. I was looking for something to do. Fuck Tom, he's had his go already with his wife, it would be far more fun to rock this student's world. The illicitness of the encounter, the fact she was his instructor, only made her more excited. With a giggle, she took a half step closer and told him, "Oh Jeremy, you can just call me Sarah. After all, we're almost the same age. Now, what was your question?"

"Well, um," he stammered, suddenly looking anywhere except directly at her. "You wanted us to choose a text to focus on for the upcoming project, but I'm still not sure which one to choose, and-" She didn't let him finish.

"-and you wanted an excuse to spend some time with me, alone, outside of class?" Sarah said, a lilt in her tone that indicated exactly what that might imply. "If I'm being honest, Jeremy, I was wondering when you would ask. It was beginning to feel like you didn't like me." Sarah made sure to finish the sentence with a pout, the sure thing to hook in a sweet and sensitive guy like him.

There was a brief hesitation, conflict in his eyes, before Jeremy nodded shakily. "O-okay. Where do we...what are we going to...?"

Happy to give him the answers, Sarah took his hand and led him in the same direction she'd been going, where she knew there was a single stall bathroom where they could have their fun. Not the most romantic of rendezvous, but when one didn't have an office, one did what one must. Another reason to solidify things in with Waxly.

She locked the door behind them, then trailed a finger down Jeremy's torso, from his neck to his solar plexus. "We've found our where, as to the what, I'm happy to make that more obvious." She unzipped her long skirt, letting it fall to the tile below, and revealing the sexy black lace panties she had on underneath. Jeremy was staring, and Sarah felt a thrill. She enjoyed that. And she hungered for more.

The rest of her professional attire came off next, leaving her standing there in only her underwear, with a bra that matched her panties and more than enough soft flesh to fill its cups. Now Jeremy had his eyes on her breasts, rising and falling with each breath, almost as though she'd hypnotized the poor boy.

"Now, now, I thought you were a gentleman, Jeremy. You don't want to leave me as the only one undressed, now do you?" In a sudden rush, Jeremy started disrobing, giving Sarah a chance to get a good look at what was underneath his sweatshirt and slacks.

He was definitely soft, with no obvious muscle definition and a chubby build, but Sarah's discerning eyes could see he had some muscle under the fat, strength to be called on if necessary. That could be fun to play with. His underwear was already tenting under a length that was assuredly longer and thicker than Tom's, and she licked her lips, eager to have this new toy to play with. "Um, Prof-, sorry, Sarah, I th-thought I'd heard that you were dating Professor Saunders."

Sinking to her knees, Sarah pulled down Jeremy's boxers, revealing that wonderful prize and wrapping her hand around it. It was definitely nicer than what her boss walked around with, and he didn't even seem to know how lucky he was. By any metric Sarah could think of, Jeremy was obviously superior to Tom. The only thing that man had going for him was his position, and even that was worthless. "Oh, don't believe everything you hear. Why would I want to fuck a fossil like that, when there's a cute boy like you all too eager to give me what I want?" She meant every word, and the voice inside her that belonged to the woman she'd once been protested quieter and quieter with every stroke of the cock.