June hands them over

June's face is almost unreadable, and it felt almost as if the tension in the room has reached a tipping point. I knew that whatever happened now, would change things forever, for good or worse. Apologies and pleads built up in my chest as I struggled to hold back my words, but I kept quiet, avoiding his gaze and looking at my best friend, waiting for her to make a move.

After a few moments of unbearable silence, June hesitated, before lifting her black skirt slightly. I can see her milky inner thighs, and the realization struck me as the skirt fell around her arms and her black panties slowly slid down her legs. June's face was flushed with embarrassment, but I could see a tinge of arousal as well. I was now more confused than ever, just what was he planning on doing?

I watched as his long fingers wrapped around the panties, but also grasped the hand that offered them. He gave June's hand a gentle squeeze as his thumb brushed over her knuckles. A few seconds passed, their eyes locked on one another before he released her. She seemed almost hesitant to pull her hand back, but finally did so slowly. He then lifted up the pair of panties and looked at them closely as his fingers brushed over the smooth fabric, his wedding ring glimmering in the light. "Why are they wet?" He asked softly, as he slid them into his pocket. June's eyes widened slightly. Her blush deepened and she broke eye contact, lowering her head as if to stare intently at the floor in front of him. My eyes flickered between both of them, breath held in my chest as I waited for his next move.

In a flash, his right hand shot up and grabbed a fistful of her dirty blonde hair, causing her to cry out loudly. My eyes widened as he gave her hair a harsh tug, forcing her head to tilt upward. June breathed several slow, shaky breaths as the silence lingered. "Why. Are they. Wet?" He asked again, his tone firmer and more commanding. I watched June shiver as Dr. Grey tugged at her hair again, causing her letting out a little gasp. I could have sworn I saw the faintest hint of a little smirk forming as her feet shuffled atop the carpet and her thighs parted. June was the wilder one between us, and I had a feeling that despite the look of terror on her face, she was very much enjoying this.

Instead of looking down, June held his gaze, almost as if she was challenging him. It didn't take long for her to get her answer. His fingertips trailed along the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh, causing her to whimper so quietly I could barely hear it. Her thighs parted wider just an instant before his index finger began to tease along her smooth, hairless slit. Already she was panting, the fear in her eyes almost completely gone, leaving only a pleading, lustful look. The tip of his finger brushed against her entrance and began to slowly ease inside of her. Her eyes widened as it pushed deeper, stroking between her tight, slick inner walls. June's chest heaved as she sucked in a breath of air, then exhaled a quiet moan. I watched as my professor smiled down to her and relaxed his grip on her hair as he slowly worked my finger back and forth inside of her. Her hips tilted forward when my thumb brushed over her clit.

I watched him lower his head and rest his cheek against hers, his eyes flashing towards me, almost as if he was studying my reaction. "Did you know that I can read lips?" He whispered into June's ear, just loud enough for me to hear as well. "I know what you were discussing in my class." His head turned back toward June, his lips pressing several little kisses along her neck. June let out a small moan, her hands moving slightly, then stopping, balling into fists as she fought against her thoughts. Eventually she acted, reaching out to cup her palm over his groin. Her fingers traced over the length of his cock.

"Fuck," June groaned, turning her head to look at me. The arousal on her face was evident as the dominant emotion now, as if any proof other than the slow grinding of her hips against his hand was required. "He's huge," she mouthed to me, no sound coming out. At least not until the deep moan that spilled from her lips as a second digit began to invade her, both of them stroking deep along her slick, narrow tunnel. Her eyes rolled up slightly, hips jerking briefly before grinding more insistently against his hand. They then locked with his as she panted.

Dr. Grey, must've seen the struggle in my face and thus stretched out his hand to me, inviting me to join them. I'd be lying if I denied that the scene in front of me wasn't hot. Dr. Grey and June were extremely sexy, and both of them had almost undeniable chemistry. A part of me wanted to give in and join both of them, and it took all of my moral strength to stay still. However, when June turned to look at me, I felt my walls breaking. "Come on." She mouthed to me.