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Chapter 4
by
SympatheticDevil
What should he do?
Take shameless advantage
Levi looked at his two gorgeous classmates and not unattractive professor, all three smiling at him adoringly and overwhelmed with a desire to do anything he asked them to do. He knew he really shouldn't take advantage of this situation.
He also knew he wasn't possibly going to talk himself out of it. And the rest of the class was starting to stare. He needed to explore just what they were willing to do somewhere with less of an audience.
"Hey, um, Ina, since I'm your favorite student, can I ask you a favor? " he asked the professor.
Ina Paulson blushed and tittered.

"Of course, Levi!" The historian exclaimed. "What can I do for you? You only have to ask!"
"That's really nice of you, Ina!" He said and crooked a finger for her to lean in closer.
She gladly did so, sniffing deeply again. Bent over like that Levi had a clear view down her blouse. Prof was racked!
"It's kind of loud in here with all the groups," Levi pointed out. "Could our group meet in your office for the rest of the class period? Please?"
"Oh! Oh, well, of course!" She exclaimed. "Let's go!"
"No, Ina, you would stay here and finish class," Levi said. "You just give me the keys to your office. You trust me, right?"
"Of course trust you, Levi! " she declared, inhaling deeply of his scent again. "I just <sniff> want to be close to you!"
"How about this, Ina," he said, putting a hand on her arm and squeezing reassurance. "The girls and I will work on our project in your office until class is over, then I'll wait for you there and you can give me some private tutoring. I'd be ever so grateful, Ina! I imagine a mature woman like you could teach me all kinds of things, couldn't you!"
His professor started hyperventilating she was inhaling so deeply.
"Teach you.... teach you so much..." she agreed.
"Give me your keys, Ina," he commanded.
"Yes... keys... happy to..." she agreed and staggered back to her desk in the front of the classroom, Levi keeping his encouraging hand on her arm, Deja and Rhiannon following close enough to smell him.
The professor handed over her keys and, with one more assurance that he'd wait there for her after class, she sent the work group off to her office.
In the hallway, Deja stood on his right and Rhiannon stood on his left and both girls lay their heads on his shoulder and inhaled as he wrapped his arms around their waists.
"You're so clever finding us a private place to... work, Levi," Deja praised.
"Yeah..." Rhiannon agreed, pausing to nuzzle his neck. "Now we can be really loud. If we need to be. And we might."
Levi figured it was safe to slide his hands from their hips to their asses. He was reassured when they both giggled then sniffed.
He briefly wondered how long it might take Professor Paulson to recover from smelling him and if she was going to kill him afterwards. But the feminine flank flesh in his hands assured him it would be worth it, no matter what happened afterwards.
