Friday night reflections

Lucy had resisted the urge to jerk off all week in anticipation of this meeting with James. She had a feeling that he was serious about their would be relationship and she wanted to have extra full balls to drain in his cute slutty body. She wore a black tank top and jeans knowing that any guy would love the outfit. The only sound in her apartment was her bare, freshly pedicured, feet patting against the floor as she nervously paced back and forth by the door, waiting for him. She thought back to the conversation they’d had the day before.

He knocked on her office door

“Come in,” Lucy said semi absentmindedly as she came to a convenient stopping point in a paper she was reading

James walked into her office, cocky as ever. “Ah James! Please, close the door and have a seat”

He obeyed, but not in the way Lucy has expected. He quietly closed the door and walked around to the back of her desk, and sat down on the floor. Or rather, he knelt down at her feet and began to speak “So… you got my email?”

_“_I did indeed! What do you want to talk about?”

James smirked and said, “Tomorrow night, where do you want to go? And, if I may, I insist on making it my treat,” he dropped his voice to a whisper, “mistress” and he quickly bowed down and planted a quick, yet loving and passionate, kiss on each of her feet.

Lucy could feel her rage growing in the form of a boner that threatened to tear through her pants. She would have to punish him for disobeying her like that, but she was at work, she couldn’t kick one of her students so hard in the balls that they burst, not on campus anyway. She made a game time decision to keep this disobedience simmering in the back of her mind until their date the following night while he stood up and took a seat in one of the chairs opposite her desk. “What makes you think you can afford to make it your treat?

“I’ve been working at the student union for a while and LaPenta pays student employees pretty well. I’ve been able to put away significant amount of money. Enough to pay for dates, shoes, toys…” he smiled again at the thought of buying shoes and sex toys for her. A thought that she also very much loved.

“Well then,” Lucy purred, “be ready to spend three digits at least and meet me at my apartment tomorrow night at six. Not a moment later. We can talk about our arrangement, maybe have a little fun, and then we’ll go to dinner.”

“Sounds great! What do you want me to wear?”

“Nothing to fancy, just a collared shirt and slacks.”

“Will do!” He reached into his backpack and pulled out a folded packet, “I also need you to sign this for the registar.” Their fingers gently touched as he handed her the packet, which she unfolded. It was a change of major form. The first page showed his original major and various other bits of information involving courses he had taken and courses he still needed to take, signed by himself and Dr. David Theory, fellow of the royal historical society and chair of the history department at LaPenta College. The second page showed all the information that the college administration would need on James’s additional major, signed by James, and Lucy’s boss, the chair of the biology department. The second page also showed what courses James would need to take as a bio major concentrating on the NF track. Her erection grew more intense when she realized all of them were classes she taught, some of them were classes that only she taught. She glanced at him, smiled and looked back down at the packet. The only signature on that page that was still needed was hers. She signed her name in the fancy cursive writing that had made her famous when she was in college. She flipped to the third page of the packet. It showed the history and biology courses James would need to take. He’d be in three classes with her the following semester. She handed the packet back to him and he thanked her before leaving her office.

“See you later Doctor Black!” James said cheerfully as he left her office.

“Indeed you will, slut” Lucy thought to herself watching his cute tight butt was he walked away

Lucy was shaken from her thoughts by a knock on her door. She rushed to open it and there he was, standing there dressed in a deep maroon dress shirt and dark slacks, his backpack slung casually over one shoulder. Why he needed a backpack, she didn’t know, but she did know that she needed to drain her balls. “Hi! Come in! Come in!” He came in and dropped to his knees before her and started kissing her feet. His breathing grew heavier with immense arousal, “Oh I’ve missed your feet mistress! I’ve been craving your scent, your taste, your raw dominant passion. Before we go to dinner, can you fuck me mistress?”