𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 / to some.

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has never excelled in education, had somehow managed to blag herself a cheer scholarship through no effort whatsoever, and even after that, failed to put an adequate amount of time into the academic side of that .  hence why she was currently stood in the office of her professor half-heartedly attempting to ask for some leeway for her latest failing paper, takes the opportunity to close the distance between them as he turns to root through a drawer, likely to locate her haphazardly thrown together essay .  seats herself on the edge of his desk, rather boldly electing his side, has a fairly good read of people   –––   perhaps that’s her strongest skill, can’t see him pushing back very harshly should she argue her point .  wonders how he’d react if she summoned a tear or two, elects to go for the safest bet however, so as he turns back to face her, thighs will part   ––    not enough that it’s obvious, just so much so that a sliver of her panties are visible from where he’s sat .  ‘ look, i’m not asking for much, just a simple passing grade . . ’  legs part just an inch or two more under the pretence of adjusting her position, won’t be obvious about it, that would be far too tacky, just needs to somehow get his c*ck in her mouth and she’s sure he’d be far too nervous about losing his job to fail her in the future    ––––    ‘ you want to help me out, don’t you ? ’

it had been a mistake, one spurred on by copious amounts of leftover chardonnay and a complete lack of inhibitions .  had only taken the photograph just to see what the hype was about, had sent it hours, and three glasses, later to the one person who consistently popped into her head late at night when she was sprawled out in a queen sized bed with her vibrator between her legs .  it was only when she arose the next day that she realized what a HORRIFIC mistake she’d made, it was no way for a professional woman like herself to act, couldn’t bear to read their response so she’d deleted the message without even viewing the preview .  out of sight, out of mind .  until now, until they’re in the same house, celebrating the same new engagement .  his family is here, her son is around too, and she is desperate to avoid any interaction .  though as she enters the kitchen to fill up her glass it appears she won’t be that lucky .  doesn’t address him as she tips the bottle, letting liquid fall into barren glass, it’s rude and she hates people without basic manners but she doesn’t know what to say .  he’d seen her with her legs spread and her fingers toying with her bare c*nt .  

his face is pressed into their pillow as he breathes in their scent, which only hardens his cock even further, has never been so attracted to another person in his life .  his usual shy, careful self had become someone so desperate, so wound up that he would risk sneaking into the other’s room in order to be closer to them .  before he really has time to rethink his decision, his hands are shucking down his sweatpants, letting them drop off of his ankles and onto the floor .  hips pressing downwards so the pink tip of his drooling c*ck drags across the sheets the other male had slept upon the night before, keeps his face buried in his pillow as he ruts almost carnally against the bed, precum smearing across the fabric as he imagines being touched by the other .  being spread open and used as a place to dump his c*m .

fingers rather boldly adjust himself over his sweatpants as he makes his way through the back door, takes the baseball cap off of his head in order to smooth away sun-bleached locks from his forehead, it’s hot outside and he’s seeking some shade .  sees her stood in the kitchen, back turned to his gaze, can’t make out what she’s doing, baking perhaps, woman was ALWAYS FUCKING BAKING   ––    digits that had just been adjusting his c*ck now roughly stroking along the length as he considers getting a taste of the c*nt he’d spent so much time fantasizing about .  blonde had never DARED do anything with her when the thought had occurred before, if only to keep the peace but looking at her now, ass so pert and begging to be groped and reddened with his palm .  silent as he approaches her, crotch pressing against the curve of her ass as digits twisted at the hem of her dress, easing it up along her thighs, ‘ being DYING to get a taste of this fucking p*ssy for so long, be nice for you to get some young dick inside you too, won’t it ? ’ lets her dress bunch around her waist as fingers force soft thighs apart, index smoothing down along the material of her p*nties, pressing them between her folds .

can’t fathom why any female would be out at this time of day, considering the fact pretty much every male on the planet is eager to indulge themselves   –––   almost like they want to be used, want to be forced to submit and hand over autonomy of their bodies .  pathetic really, but who is he to refuse ?  a laugh rips from broad form at the sight of her, elated at the fact women are finally being forced to learn their place in society .  intends to drag out her humiliation for as long as possible, cares little for those fellow customers milling in and out of the aisles, could just pull his dick out and shove it into the warmth of her mouth but that’s not enough for him .  ‘ come on, give it a little kiss, ’  he insists, tongue curling against the ridged roof of his mouth as he attempts to hide his amusement, what better way to start their interaction than by forcing her to press her mouth against his covered crotch ?  

doesn’t get a moment to dwell on the fact he’d just referred to her as a toy, his mouth soon silencing any protest that the blonde wanted to air, the kiss oddly affectionate considering he’d been using her body in some sort of experiment moments before .  yelps as his hand collides with her bare folds, though the action does make her throb in a way she hadn’t anticipated, makes no move to close her legs once more, doesn’t particularly want to learn what would happen if she did so   ––    glances back down at his cock, ‘ it’s hard to relax with the threat of that forcing its way inside you . ’