Charlotte tells Safiya and Paul about Dr. Travis.

"She spread her legs and made me go down on her for a half hour until she couldn't cum anymore," Charlotte said, licking her lips. She was thankful that her bra would cover up how hard her nipples had gotten since she remembered that night. "And then after another half hour or so she made me do it again. And again. I ate her out five times that night and made her cum twelve times. The last time, she was so exhausted that she lay back on her desk with her blouse undone and her skirt around her waist and she squirted all over my mouth." Charlotte shivered. Dr. Travis had been sublime.

Safiya and Paul were silent, staring at Charlotte with smiles on their faces and slack jaws.

"Holy shit girl," Safiya said, stroking her legs. Her yoga pants had given her a serious case of cameltoe, and Charlotte could see one pierced nipple straining against her sports bra. Apparently the maid was as excited by Charlotte's story as she had hoped.

And Paul, too, of course, but he was easy. It was clear to Charlotte that he was rock-hard under his sweat pants, and he was idly stroking it as he looked from Charlotte to Safiya and back.

"Thanks," Charlotte said with a laugh like a windchime.