Time to leave

Drained, you pull out of her squirming body and wipe it off on the flesh of her ass before tucking it away.

"Pull your pants up Tamara," you order, putting some steel in your voice and stepping towards the door. "I won't report what I saw here, but learn some discretion and a sense of propriety. Next time you want a fucking, find a private place where we can take our time." She looks at you wantonly, reaching down to pull up leggings as you step out of the room and shut the door behind you, thinking to yourself that you must be crazy to have fucked a student before you even met your boss.