An elegant party with the college staff

Three days later Gillian is adjusting your tie and straightening out your jacket while Ling sucks your cock. They're both wearing long, elegant dresses that look stylish while showing off their figures.

You run a hand through Ling's shiny black hair. “Is the furniture okay? We picked it out and had it delivered so quickly, I wasn't sure if I made a good selection.”

“It's wonderful, Master,” says Gillian. “Very tasteful.”

Ling's tongue flutters over the tip of your cock, making you shudder. You recover quickly and say, “Does it really make sense to arrive to my own party so late? All the guests have been waiting downstairs for awhile now.”

Gillian leans forward and kisses you deeply. It's open mouthed with lots of tongue and she holds it a long time before pulling back. “I thought it would help you make a big entrance. But if Master doesn't like the idea, I'm very sorry for displeasing-”

“No, no, no. I'm just over-thinking things. Tonight is going to be incredible.” A slight groan escapes your lips as the Asian girl in front of you licks your balls. “Ling, are you ready? Make sure you don't get any on that sexy dress.”

Ling smiles, then closes her mouth around your cock. She sucks it hard, creating the most wonderful vacuum around your sensitive rod. You cum down her throat without spilling a drop. When you're done she pulls your black pants up and smooths out all the wrinkles.

“Ladies?” You hold out your arms. Ling takes your right arm while Gillian takes your left. “All right, let's make an entrance.”

Everyone in the elegant living room turns when you walk down the stairs with two gorgeous women on your arms. All conversation stops dead. Even the piano player you hired stops playing. He starts again soon and the conversations are replaced by whispering.

When you reach the bottom of the stairs Amanda comes up to you holding a tray of wine glasses. She's wearing a tight fitting servant's uniform. The skirt is short and the top shows a bit of cleavage, but not too much. You want the evening to at least start out tastefully. You take a glass of wine and she moves along.

“Simon?”

You turn and see Dr. Richards, the most disagreeable professor you've ever had. “Hello, Jim.”

His eyebrow twitches a bit when you use his first name. “You're the one who invited the entire college staff to this party? And- wait. Gillian?! What are you doing acting this way with a student?!”

Gillian leans in close to you and nuzzles your neck. “This isn't just any student, James. This is Simon!”

“See Jim?” you say. “Nothing to worry about here.” The professor relaxes as he realizes there is nothing to worry about. You glance around the room and notice a striking woman with shoulder length brown hair. Her dress isn't as revealing as Gillian's or Ling's, but there is definitely a wonderfully curvy body contained in it. “Jim, who's that?”

“Oh, that's Dr. DuMonde, one of our younger professors. She teaches advanced bio-chem. That's nowhere near your major, so you'll never get in any of her classes.”

“Hmm.” You ponder the curves under her lovely green dress. She might be worth getting to know. On the other hand, there are some general announcements you wanted to make about the way things were going to be. But then again, it might be more fun to deal with Dr. Richards first. He was such a strict teacher, perhaps he could use some adjustments.