You continue to refrain.

You shook your head to decline the sexy Indian woman’s arousing offer. She huffed, “You’re no fun!” Then her eyes lit up and she said, “I know…”

She leaned over and picked the fallen office phone off the floor and placed it on the desk. All the while, still taking Paul’s hip thrusts. She dialed a number and held the receiver to her ear, waiting for it to connect.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

She smiled and didn’t answer. Instead, she spoke to someone on the other side of the line. “Hello? Professor? Guess what I’m doing in your office…”

“Priya, you don’t want to do this…” you warned your friend, trying to get ahold of the phone.

Priya snatched up the phone and spun around to keep it out of your reach, continuing her conversation.

“I am having a rock hard cock shoved up my wet pussy in your chair as we speak! I’m getting my juices all over the seat, it’s just oozing out…” she teased. It was obvious that she was getting off on this as she was wiggling her hips and grinding back into Paul with more gusto. She used her leg to push away from the desk just as you were about to climb over it, shoving you further away. “That noise? That was your desk! I had sex on that too! Came twice! But I think you should be more interested in this noise, it’s me cumming again on your chair...” Priya rolled her eyes back and opened her mouth, then a guttural moan escaped her lips. “Ohhhhhh….. Ahhh!” she groaned into the speaker. “It feels so good… I can feel the glans hit up against my cervix!”

You climbed over the desk, but Priya managed to scooter away on the wheeled office chair, office phone in her lap. She continued to taunt her professor. “Corpus cavernosum and corpus spongiosum fully engorged. Subject entering climax stage….” She held the phone to her chest and bit her lower lip, then let out a moan that filled the room and was loud enough for the professor to hear. Paul grunted as well, feeling his girlfriend tighten up and shudder, he groaned as well, finally releasing what was left of his reserves.

“Aaah…..!”

Priya took up the phone again and informed the professor, “Climax reached. Ejection of sperm and seminal fluids confirmed.” She rubbed the ejaculate between her fingers, then sucked on it with an audible smack that the receiver was likely to pick up. She then listened to the man on the other side of the line, then responded. “Oh! You don’t know who this is? This is…”

You pulled the phone plug from the wall and Priya looked over, wondering what happened.

“Sorry to cut you off,” you told her. “But I think you’ll thank me later for keeping your anonymity.”

“Oh, he’s a smart man, I’m sure he’s already figured it out,” Priya replied, contentedly rubbing her pussy.

“And you’re not afraid of getting caught?” you asked.

“Well, if we’re not here, he can have his suspicions, but no proof,” Priya explained. “I mean I brought literally nothing with me to leave behind as a clue. I’m not the only one with key access to the building. Sure, he can make accusations, but he’ll never know for sure…” she reveled in the tantalizing thought of almost being caught, rubbing herself more gingerly as her body writhed over Paul’s.

“That’s so hot, babe,” Paul told her, kissing her neck and shoulder as his hands groped her large breasts.

“Hot enough for another round?” Priya asked hopefully.

“Might need a few minutes for that,” Paul admitted, leaning back in the professor’s chair, looking visibly drained.

“That’s fine, It’ll only take Professor Okawa five minutes to get here. We can finish just before he arrives!” Priya replied.

“What?! He’s coming here now?!” you exclaimed.

“I would assume so after what I just told him,” Priya said as if it were obvious.

“We gotta go now!” you told the pair.

“I just need to get off one more time, then I’ll go,” Priya offered, holding up one finger and eyeing you demurely. She was blackmailing you into complying!

“Darnit, Priya! Do you really want to put your medical career on the line for this?” you asked.

Priya sucked her finger and smiled. She curled up into Paul’s naked lap and gave you a small nod. You rolled your eyes in frustration then let out an audible sigh. She has left you with ****. You unzipped your pants and pulled your cock out.

Priya squealed and clapped her hands in victory, eyes lit up with anticipation. She wheeled herself and Paul over to you and immediately went to work on your cock, slathering it with saliva using her tongue until it stiffened straight. Then she slid it in her mouth and down her throat. Despite not wanting to give her the pleasure, it was you who ended up feeling it as she expertly took your entire length in.

With the impending danger of being caught, you wanted to move things along at a brisk pace. Your cock didn’t need much encouragement and was already solid, so you signaled for Priya to turn around to let you in. She did so, giving her boyfriend a makeout session as she waved her bare ass and pussy toward you. You were about to push into her soft cushion when the door swung open beside you.

“What in the Hell is going on here!?” demanded a red faced, elderly Asian man who looked visibly out of breath. “Priya!?”

Priya immediately covered up and hid behind the desk, leaving both you and Paul with your dicks out. Priya was caught, but maybe there was a way to fix this? Did you even want to fix this?