"Well don't let me bother you." I heard the click of the man's shoes as he walked over to Professor Hunter's desk and sat down in the chair I had been sitting in. "Hungry today, James?"
Professor Hunter laughed.
Then I got an idea. It was fun and dangerous and exactly what I wanted to do. I ran my hand up his thigh and grabbed his zipper in my fingertips. I didn't care that someone was here. He didn'tseem to think anything was amiss, and I didn't want to wait to have Professor Hunter's cock back in my mouth.
"No," Professor Hunter said firmly. He held my hand away from him. But I didn't listen. With my left hand I slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He was still hard; he wanted me. I put my mouth around him again and took him as deep as I could.
"Really? Two sandwiches is normal for you?"
"No," he groaned. "I mean, yes." I heard him take a bite of his sandwich and moan lightly. "Yes, I'm quite hungry today."
"What kind of sandwich is it?"
"Turkey, from Capriotti's." Professor Hunter shifted forward in his chair slightly, pushing me down deeper.
"It looks good."
The possibility of getting caught made me crave him even more. His taste, his touch, his cock deep inside my aching pussy.Oh God.I slid my lips up and down Professor Hunter's shaft, licking and sucking every inch of him.
"It's fucking fantastic." Professor Hunter's voice sounded tight. I wanted him to unwind and find his release in my mouth.
"I'll have to try one," Ben said.
"Yes!" Professor Hunter cleared his throat. "You have to. They're irresistible."
Ben was quiet for a second. "I will then. I've heard lots of good things about Capriotti's. But I don't want to disturb your lunch, James. I just had a quick favor to ask."
I wanted Professor Hunter to explode in my mouth. I went up and down, faster and faster.
"Oh," Professor Hunter said. I almost giggled. He had meant to say it as a question, but it came out as more of an exclamation. "What's the favor?" he asked a little more calmly. I could tell he was close.
"It's for my class. I was just wondering if you could come and talk to them about some of the catalysts that made your company explode. So they can see how marketing makes all the difference."
I took Professor Hunter's cock all the way to the back of my throat and felt him pulse between my lips.
Professor Hunter slammed his hand against his desk. With his other hand, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pushed his thick cock even deeper into my throat. "Fuck," he groaned.
A second later, his hot cum filled my mouth. I drank him down greedily.
"Are you okay, James?"
"Yes. I'm just excited to talk to your class." Professor Hunter sounded like he was out of breath. "I'll do it. Just email me the details."
"Thank you, I really appreciate it." Ben's chair squeaked as he stood up. "I think I might go get one of those sandwiches right now."
"I can't recommend it enough." Professor Hunter sighed.
"Have a good afternoon, James."
"You too, Ben."
I heard Ben's feet shuffle across the floor and then the door close behind him. Professor Hunter stood up, put his hand out for me, and pulled me to my feet.
"Your mouth is a miracle, Penny. But I will get you back for that," he growled.
"And when will that be?"
"When you least expect it." He leaned in and kissed me, pressing my ass against the edge of the desk. "I forgot how much doing naughty things in public gets you off. You're probably dripping wet, wanting me more than you ever have before."