Assure her it's alright

"I'm sorry," Julie whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of my own heartbeat. "I don't know what came over me."

I couldn't speak, couldn't move. All I could do was stare at her, my mind reeling from what I had just seen. Finally finding my voice, I told her in a quiet and controlled voice, "Don't be sorry. It was quite something to see," I assured her, my voice husky with arousal and a hint of surprise. "I rather enjoyed watching," I added, slightly taken aback by her behavior but not entirely disapproving.

"I... I can see that," Julie murmured softly, slowly overcoming her embarrassment and shame at her brazen behavior, her eyes dropping to the tented front of my pants. "Did you like what you saw, Derek?" She asked hestitantly as she straightened her clothes, smoothing her skirt back down over her legs, resuming her guise of a conservative professor. My hands shook slightly as I adjusted my clothing, trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism. "Julie," I began, my voice a hoarse whisper, "I don't know why you're doing what you just did here, but it's clear that this is something you need. Maybe I can help you find some release, away from here?" I offered.

Julie's eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushing brighter. She hesitated before speaking, clearly conflicted by her desires and professional duties. "I don't think that's a good idea, Derek," she said slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm a professor...," Julie sighed, "I'm married." She added almost as an afterthought. I could see the internal struggle in her eyes as she weighed her options, her desire for release battling against her obligations.

"I know that, Julie," I told her firmly, sensing a shift in her at the command in my tone. "And that's why you're going to do what I say." Julie's eyes flickered to mine, a mixture of surprise and curiosity flashing across her face.

"What do you mean?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I mean," I said, my voice low and commanding, "that you're going to let me help you find the release you so clearly need. Or the entire student body will know what you've been up to here in the reading nook." Her breath hitched, and she swallowed hard, meeting my gaze with an intensity that both frightened and excited her. For a moment, I could see her resolve waver, and I pressed my advantage, leaning in closer. "It's entirely up to you, of course, Julie." Julie's eyes flickered to mine, her gaze troubled as she weighed her options. She knew she was in a precarious position, but I knew the thrill of the situation was exhilarating, was part of what she needed to find release.