As it turns out, you don't have to

Professor Merchant gallantly hands you another glass of wine, your fingers briefly touching as you take it from his grip. Just like before, even that slight touch sends sparks flooding through your skin. You're really hard right now. Just spending all this time talking to the older boy, staring into his pretty eyes as he tells you funny stories about his trips abroad, has your dick doing it's best to rip through another pair of panties. Fuck, how did you let yourself get this horny? You should at least have jerked off a couple times before coming here. Instead, you'd abstained, somehow thinking that keeping yourself hungry might give you the extra edge you needed to approach Professor Merchant. Now it's just got you all twitchy and hot, hoping desperately that this handsome boy doesn't notice you're on the verge of jumping him right in the middle of a crowd of your colleagues.

"I'm back in Costa Rica in a couple weeks." He continue, even though you're barely listening to what he's saying at this point. Instead, you're imagining what his full lips would feel like stretched tight around your aching shaft. "We're filming a documentary about the turtle colonies there. Absolutely stunning part of the world. Have you ever made it there?"

"No..." You breathe, just about keeping up. "Sorry...I've never actually left the States."

"Really?" He raises an eyebrow. "I have to admit I'm a little surprised. A smart, sophisticated woman like yourself. " You feel a warm glow inside you at his compliments. Yes, you are smart and sophisticated! And you also have a massive, iron-hard cock you really want to shove all the way up his cute butt right about now.

"I was looking after my brother a lot when I was younger." You explain. "And since then my work hasn't left me much time for anything else. It's only since I got tenure that I've actually had the chance to breathe, let alone think about exotic holidays."

"I know how that feels." He smiles wryly. As you laugh along with him, sharing in the misery of a thankless career in academia, he glances at his wrist, and the expensive-looking watch fastened there. "Oh damn, look at the time!" He sighs apologetically. "I didn't even realize how late it was getting. I'm really sorry Lucy, but I've got to dash. I'm supposed to be driving my daughter home from her Mother's." Your face falls, a sickly sinking feeling in your belly. He's going? But you haven't even asked him out yet! And you were enjoying yourself so much, despite the aching of your needy cock. This evening has only left you even more convinced you have to snag him now before it's too late!

"Richard, wait!" You manage to gasp. He pauses, staring at your face. Just like that, your voice dies in your throat. You know exactly what you're trying to say, but the words just won't come out. You're afraid, you realize suddenly as you dangle there in shameful suspense, staring dumbly at this handsome boy. You're afraid he's going to say no and crush all your hopes, so afraid you can't even ask.

"Oh, before I go, there was something I've been wanting to ask you for a while." He smiles like he hasn't just seen you make an absolute idiot of yourself. "Do you want to grab a drink sometime this weekend, just the two of us?" It takes a moment for the question to filter through your stunned mind. Did he just...beat you to it?

"Yes, of course!" You nod frantically, finally able to move again. The sheer relief coursing through your body leaves you gasping for air. Holy shit! He actually asked you! "I'd love to, Richard." You straighten, struggling to regain some of your composure. You're supposed to be acting cool and aloof, remember?

"Great, I'm looking forward to it already." He's smiling too, actually looking quite genuinely relieved. The thought makes you want to hug him! He was nervous about asking too! He really does think you're attractive! You watch in delight as he reaches into his pocket for a slip of paper. When he hands it to you, you stare in wonder at the phone number written there. His mobile number! How exciting! "Here, send me a message when you can and we'll arrange it." He continues. "I'll see you then, okay?"

Just like that he turns and dashes away, clearly in quite a hurry. You're left standing there holding his number with a delighted smile fixed on your face. This is just amazing! You're actually going on a date with Professor Merchant! Even better, he asked you out, and he did it so very smoothly too. Now you really have to fuck him, just to make sure he knows you're supposed to be the one on top!

Setting down your full wineglass on a nearby table, you saunter towards the door yourself, shivering each time your massive aching erection brushes against your leg. You need to get home and jump in the shower for a nice long session of jerking off. You'll blow a few loads dreaming about all the things you'll do to your handsome boy once you've got him in bed. Then, once you're head is clearer and you can think about more than just aching between your legs, you can see about devising a plan for just how you're going to make sure that happens.