After my 10am class, I asked Julia to join me in my office. Closing the door, I took my seat and let her get settled in the usual chair. Today, she was wearing tight jeans that accented her legs with a plain black sweater. I was a little disappointed that she wasn't wearing a skirt, but it was for the best, considering the conversation we need to have.
"You wanted to see me?" she asked.
Clearing my throat, I started: "We need to talk about the club" I opened, putting my hand up as she went to speak. "Julia, let me finish what I need to say and then we can discuss, okay?" As she nodded, I continued: "Last night was incredible and the club is quite impressive. However inappropriate it was for me to be there and be involved in the activities, I will never forget it. That being said, we have a real problem. Above and beyond the fact that I am your professor and could be fired for being in the club, let alone having sex with you,
Ms. Davies has a real need to bring the club to the attention of the College Board, which will obviously result in problems for you, the club members and me as well. I was fully prepared to force a shutdown of the club going into last night, but I understand and applaud what you've all done making yourselves a safe and relaxing environment to be in. So, at this point, I'm not sure what to do. See the position I'm in?"
Crossing her legs, Julia tugged at a strand of hair, assumingly gathering her thoughts, before she responded: "We knew sooner or later this was bound to happen. Alex and I thought it would have been sooner, but we did turn away a couple of people, so we figured the rumors would start eventually. We've been saving up money to see about moving to an off campus location and breaking the club from the college reign, but we may still be a little short." Biting her lower lip, she continued "As for last night, it felt right and I'd be sad if you say you didn't want it to happen again, but whatever your decision, I honor it and will just say this: What happened behind those closed doors will never be public knowledge. You are safe in knowing that all of our members respect and require each other to be discreet about what happens. This was true last night and if you so choose will be true any further time."
I sat for a long time, thinking about what to do. These kids weren't really doing any harm and I wasn't sure I was ready to give up more nights like last night. Finally, I broke the silence: "I have a couple of questions, both about the club and of a more personal nature. Let's start with you: I'm assuming you and Alex started this as partners. How many other club members have you been with?"
She laughed "Ever the guy, aren't you Doc? Alex and I were monogamous, minus the occasion fling with either Becca, our treasurer and some alternating fun with Cynthia and Lisa. When Alex and I broke it off six months ago, I did have some fun with two other guys, including Charlie, but stuck mainly to my girls. The guys are all great and I occasionally find the need for, well you know, but for the most part, I like playing without the bat and balls."
It was fun to see her turn shades of red, deeper the more she confessed. For my part, I did my best to hide a rising tent in my slacks. "Do most club members partner up or is it more of a free for all?"
"I'd say a combination, but usually, you'll see couples together for a couple of months, then they switch it up. We have three couples that are quite steady, with all wearing red bands. They like having a place to go where they don't have to deal with roommates. One of the three couples spends ample time in the attic, where the other two tend to enjoy watching and being watched."
"Are people there every night?"
"Club is open from 7 – 12 Wednesday and Thursday, 7 – 2am Friday and Saturday. It is closed the remainder of the time, although from time to time we do allow club members to reserve it for private parties. We also open on Tuesday night from 8 – 10, sign up only, for classes in the attic."
"How many people have been either kicked out or rejected by the club?"
"Three. One joined the club but after a spring break trip, refused to take another test. Whether he got something while away or not, we never found out. He was asked to leave last year. The other two, girl and guy, both had STDs and failed the initial test. They were told that they were unfortunately not allowed membership. I think the girl may have started the rumors."
Nodding, I laid out the issues for her: "I see two problems: One is the image of the club and how to handle the rumors. For this, I think it would be easy enough to clean up the club a bit, have a couple of open houses and/or events, with the obvious exclusion of certain rooms and I think a couple of fundraisers, cookouts, etc would do the trick to make people think you're all a bunch of dorky kids just hanging out.
The second problem is harder and I'm not sure how to deal with that: Ms. Davies. She's on the war path and if she were to find out for certain what goes on at the club, she'll use it to ride her career path here and do everything she can to destroy everyone part of it. Right now, she's waiting for me to check in after looking into the club, so she's at bay, but won't be for long."
When I finished, Julia smiled and jumped up. Before I could react, she was giving me a huge hug. It was less sexual and more of a hug of joy, but still almost ended up with us on the floor, me being in a rolling chair and all. Backing away, she had a big smile "I'm so glad you're willing to help!" she said. Still quite happy and excited, she starting pacing in front of me while speaking faster than normal: "We can definitely do the mixers and some events around campus and maybe even make more money. Ms. Davies is a complete tight ass, but maybe" she paused and turned to me, "I can give her a tour. Set it up for tomorrow and tell me when. I bet she's totally one of those quiet types that I can crack. I say we let her see the club and see how she reacts."
Shaking my head, I told her I thought it was a bad idea. I may be easy enough to win over, but I had a feeling Hannah would be harder. But, she asked me to trust her and plainly had a plan, so finally, very hesitantly, I told her I'd set it up. She left and I called Hannah, asking her to stop by my office when she could. My next class wasn't until 3, it being Thursday, so I had time to catch up on grading. A while later, a knock signaled Hannah had arrived.
Without being asked, she took a seat across the desk from me. I had to smile as normally, students and faculty alike would immediately seek out the comfortable chair, but not Ms. Davies… No, she had to go find the rigid, uncomfortable chair. I think the desk between us made her feel more secure and powerful. "Ms. Davies, I spoke with Julia Smith, the club president and I she provided me with a tour of the clubhouse. I must say, some of the rumors are true, but I was also impressed with what they've accomplished."
"So they are using school property for orgies, then?"
"I never said that. They've put together a place that they feel they can practice safe sex in an environment that keeps them free of disease and drugs. I'm not saying I totally agree with it, but I am also trying to keep an open mind. A group of students that aren't running around screwing anyone and anything they can may be a good thing. For the most part, I'm told its low key and keeps club members out of trouble. "
"So you agree with what they're doing and that's it? End of story?"
"I didn't say that. I just said I'm a little conflicted on how to handle. On the one hand, I agree with you in the need to keep situations such as this in control, but on the other hand, I do somewhat think they're contributing to the safety of the college and as such, shouldn't necessarily be punished for it."
She seemed to let out a little steam and although still looking like she wanted to rip my head off, she asked "so what do you propose?"
"Meet with Julia tomorrow and let her show you the club, explain how it works. Then, tomorrow afternoon, we can meet and discuss how to proceed. If you still want to take action, I'll back you 100%. All I'm asking is that you give them a chance to explain before you go on a crusade. I think that's fair?"
She sat, staring at me, without answering for some time. If it was a staring contest, I would have lost. It was then, staring across at her, that I noticed for the first time that she had the most intense emerald eyes I've ever seen. Because of her sour attitude and matronly attire, I had never really considered Hannah an object of sexual desire, but as she finally began to reply, it was all I could think about.
"Tell her I will meet her at the door of the house at 2PM tomorrow. If she is late or fails to show, then I will take this information directly to the dean. Otherwise, I will let her take me on a tour and I will see you back here at 4PM. We will discuss then." As usual, with no goodbyes or pleasantries, Hannah turned and left. I called Julia and worked out the details before bidding her good luck. She invited me back to the club tonight, where she was on security detail, but I declined, thinking it better to wait until the next day to see what my future would hold.
Just before lunch on Friday, Charlie dropped by my room. He handed me an iPad and spent a few minutes showing me how to use the tablet to view the security feeds from the house. He explained that they put it on a closed, secure network that piggy backed on the main campus network (whatever that meant) and that it allowed us remote access to two iPads, this being one. After drilling me on making sure I didn't lose or misplace it, he left with a smile.
When 2PM rolled around, I went back to my desk, locked the office door, propped my feet up on the desk and hit the app. Swiping through screens, I saw images from the mostly empty house. Clicking to the entryway, I saw Julia and realized that I could hear as well as see. Grabbing a pair of headphones, I plugged in; not wanting passerby's to hear. At 2PM on the dot, I heard a knock and saw as Hannah arrived. They exchanged pleasantries and let the tour start. I listened as Julia gave Hannah many of the details I had already heard.
It was entertaining to watch and hear Hannah's reaction to the whirlpool and the house in general. She asked many good questions about sanitary measures, etc. Julia showed her the kitchen and explained how all toys were processed each day by volunteers. Hannah was less surprised then I when she saw the attic. She asked about the table and saw horse and also asked if Julia partook in using this room. I saw her glance at the camera and although I couldn't tell for sure, I think she was embarrassed as she admitted having enjoyed a "time or two" on the horse.
The tour got interesting when they got back to the second floor. They went into the third room, where unlike the night before, there was nothing in the room but a massage table. I listened as Julia explained "several of us got certified in massage therapy. We added this table as a way to schedule time and help one another cope with the stresses of daily life in a way that doesn't necessary preclude sex. Have you ever had a massage, Ms. Davies?"
Interesting tactic, I thought. Show her that it wasn't just about sex. "I haven't had the time or pleasure."
Julia did a good job of looking shocked "Really, you must change that. Relaxing your body can help in so many ways! Ms. Davies, we normally charge outsiders, but as part of this tour, I really think you need to get on the table and get relaxed, on the house!"
"Miss Smith, I think it's time we get going. I don't have all day to relax."
"Oh come on, everyone thinks you are such a prude. I personally like you Ms. Davies. Prove to me you're not a total prude and let me. I need the practice anyway."
"I…AM…NOT…A…PRUDE" was her response and clearly, she was agitated. "Fine, what do I need to do?" she asked.
Julia told her to get undressed and to put a towel around her waist before lying on the table, stomach down. "Just call when you're ready"
I watched as Hannah took over the pant suit she was wearing, uncovering a far nicer body than I would have imagined. Her skin toned bra and panties could go, but otherwise, her body was flawless. Her breasts were about the same size as Julia's, although they did show a little sag, but just enough to add to her sensuality. She clearly took care of her body and being slightly taller than Julia, she had slightly less muscle tone, giving her a skinnier appearance. Unlike Julia's smoothness, Hannah did have black, curly hair between her legs, but it looked better groomed than I would have imagined.
I watched as Julia returned and oiled up Hannah's back. It did look as though she knew what she was doing. My eyes were glued to the screen and my cock was crying to get out. Somewhat unconsciously, I released my zipper and started slowly stroking myself, watching as Julia now concentrated her efforts on Hannah's calves. My cock pulsated when I heard Hannah moan "God, this feels incredible." Slowly, Julia continued up her legs, until her fingertips were slowly sliding underneath the towel.
It was quite clear when she made her move and let her hand wander, as Hannah gasped, but didn't jump. Julia leaned in and quietly apologized "Sorry, Ms. D, I sometimes get carried away when giving a massage to such a beautiful woman." Again her hand went under and this time, stayed in place. I could see Hannah just barely move her legs, spreading them slightly. I couldn't believe what was happening and was even more surprised when Julia, still talking quietly, said "Ms. D, you're dripping wet. You don't mind that I'm doing this, do you?"
"Please, call me Hannah," followed by a moan and then, "yes, don't stop"
Wishing I had lubrication handy, I settled for licking my hand as lubrication, stroking myself faster as Hannah turned over, letting Julia continue her massage. The camera was clear enough that I could see Julia's fingers as they slid through Hannah's wetness, touching her clit before disappearing back inside her. As Julia leaned in, taking Hannah's nipple in her mouth, I let loose and came into a handful of tissues. The scene on the iPad continued as I listened to Hannah as she moaned and urged Julia on, building to a whimpering climax that had her body shaking on the table.
The feed cut shortly after and I was thoroughly depressed, hoping I would see more. Looking at the clock, I noticed it was already 3:15 and that Hannah would be on her way here next. I made sure the place was clean and made my way to the men's room, where I relieved myself and discarded the Kleenex. My phone was ringing when I got back to my office and Julia was on the other line when I answered.
"Enjoy the show?" she asked. "No need to answer, I'm sure you did. Anyway, she's on her way to meet with you and has decided to tour the club this evening before making a decision. Sorry I cut the feed, but I wanted to talk to her in private. We'll meet at your office at 8 and walk over together. I have a mask for her and already have a blood test underway. It's a rush job, so she'll be cleared before tonight."
Not sure what to say, I just bumbled and said "Um, okay?" She laughed on the other end and told me she'd see me later in the evening. As I was hanging up, a knock on the door signaled Hannah was here. I must say, it was the first time I've ever seen her with a smile, not to mention the flushed cheeks, and it was quite a pleasant surprise. "Miss Davies, I trust Julia gave you a tour?"
"Jack, I think you and I both know the answer to that question. After all, you watched most of the show, didn't you?" she said with a smile. It was my turn to get flushed and she laughed. Yes, she actually laughed. "You know I'm all about no nonsense and professionalism, but I had forgotten a little that it's nice to live as well. So, here I am, trying to turn a new leaf. As you know, I'm not 100% sold on the club, but I'm willing to see it in action tonight. I assume you have no issue with this, given that you've already been there?" again said with a sly smile. What a change.
"Yes, that's um, fine. Sorry I didn't mention visiting the club the other night, but well, you know" I stammered. Again, she laughed. Wow, I couldn't believe one little massage session, happy ending or not, would have had such an impact, but wow! She continued "Now, we just have one more issue to resolve."
"That is?" I asked.
Rising and moving towards the door, she continued "Well, you've seen me naked, so I think in turn, it's only fair that you reciprocate." And with that, I heard the lock on the door click before she turned, leaned on it and just looked at me.
"Now?" I asked.
A nod from her and rather than being embarrassed, I was all about getting naked in front of Hannah, quickly removing my clothing and standing my office, bare assed naked, waiting for Hannah to say something, anything.
Rather than commenting, she closed the gap and took my soft, but quickly hardening cock, into her warm, soft hand. Leaning in, she took her other hand and cupped my balls, the heat of her touch radiating throughout my body as I became fully erect, pointing forcefully into her belly. Without thought, I brought my head down to hers and let our lips touch, softly but hungrily tasting and exploring her. We stayed there for a long time, her hands exploring my nakedness as we kissed, sucking the breath from one another.
Finally, needing to breath, I broke the embrace, only to watch as Hannah squatted in front of me, still fully dressed, before she took me in her mouth. I let my head lean back as my eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of her kisses on my skin. After a long time of forced celibacy, I still couldn't believe that this was the second women in as many days with my cock in her mouth. I was thankful about my masturbation earlier, as it would make this last longer.
However, again Hannah had other ideas in mind and as quickly as I found myself in her mouth, she was back up standing. While I stood naked in the middle of my office, she smiled and said "See you tonight, hotshot" before quickly unlocking the door and slipping out. Before my brain caught up and registered that Hannah could still be a cold bitch, I just sat, mouth agape, cock at attention, still unbelieving that she just walked out.
I quickly locked the door again and using the wetness of her saliva, I stroked myself until I came again, thinking the entire time about how nice it would have been to shoot my load inside her mouth rather than inside another wad of tissue. Normally, I stay in my office until at least five, but deciding a needed a cold shower, I cleaned up and headed out. At home, I showered, shaved, trimmed and got a quick bite to eat. The entire time, I thought about the different ways I planned on getting back at Hannah when we got to the club, while knowing full well, if I had the chance to please that damn woman, I wouldn't be able to control and stop like she did.