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LACE

LACE

“A Kegel?”

He nods. My professor is not the shy nerd he used to be in the classroom. It is like he has two different sides. And he is comfortable in both sides. And I cannot expatiate on how much of a turn on this is for me.

I am a woman on a mission though. I am done hiding in the shadows.

“ can you show me.”

A raised brow in question. He legs are perfectly crossed, his shirt first two buttons are undone and i can see a little bit of tanned skin. His hair is pleasantly dishevelled. This is a new development as this was not how I left him back at the classroom.

“Show you?”

The electricity is back on between us. There is charge in the air and every breath he takes tightens the currents in my nipples that are struggling to poke holes into my new lace bra.

“Yeah. I don't know how to do that. Why don't you show me how.” I bite my lip and give him the most innocent look I can muster.

He looks impressed and gets up from his place, and our eyes do not lea
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