Last night, Isobel had left in a hurry after Beth had caught us. It wasn’t the first time Beth was difficult about me bringing a woman home, but I had never seen her this protective. My daughter was serious about keeping the relationship we had intact, not allowing anyone into our space.

That would have to change. What if I met someone I was serious about?

Isobel appeared at my office door, and I smiled.

“Just the woman I wanted to see,” I said.

Isobel looked serious. She walked into my office, closing the door behind her.

I frowned. “Is something wrong?”

Isobel nodded, leaning down onto the table so that I could look right down her shirt. Her tits were distracting.

“I want you to fuck me, Alec,” she said. I was surprised at how forward she was being, but I had felt the sexual tension last night, and there was no way she hadn’t felt it, too. I wanted her just as badly as she evidently wanted me.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you doing anything you don’t want to do. Sucking my cock is one thing, but letting me take you all the way? Totally different.” I asked and reached out to cup the side of her face. My cock was rock hard just with her in the room. The thought of sinking down into her tight, wet pussy was almost too much.

“Oh yes, I am. I want this. Bad. I want you.”

She was being very forward. I loved it; it turned me on. And I was done asking questions. Time to lay out demands.

“Good. You should.” I offered her a wicked smile that let her know real quick that I wasn’t just going to enjoy myself buried balls deep in her wet heat, I was going to hear her come five or six times before I was done.

Without wasting any time, Isobel started moving as if she could hear the music. She swayed, moving her hips seductively. Her eyes were on mine, and she moved, hypnotizing me. I watched her, licking my lips, imagining everything I wanted from her. Fuck, she was so hot.

Slowly, she started stripping off her clothes, exposing her body. Before long, her shirt was on the floor, and she was caressing her hands all over her body. I watched her as she touched herself, undressed herself, and set herself on display for me. My dick grew in my pants, becoming thick and hard, throbbing and pulsating with need for her.

In the back of my head, a little voice screamed at me that she was still a virgin - taking her would be the best prize ever. She might have saved herself, but she’d been sexing it up by herself for a long time. The girl was forward and horny as fuck. I could almost imagine her driving her fingers into her cunt late at night, her breasts bouncing as she moaned my name.

Fuck.

“Get over here,” I growled when she was only in her panties. I couldn’t take it anymore. She was driving me crazy, making me so hard for her.

Isobel sashayed toward me, all rolling hips and bouncing tits.

“Stop,” I said. She stopped, looking at me. “Take it off,” I said.

She reached behind her back, unclasping her bra. Slowly, she slid it down her shoulders, revealing her tits inch by inch. They were large, round and firm. Her nipples were hard, betraying how turned on she was. Of course, I never doubted it for a second.

She turned around. She hooked her fingers into her panties, and slowly pulled them down, bending over to give me a glorious view of her ass. God, I wanted to fuck her so badly.

I got up, putting my hands on her hips. I pushed my erection against her ass, grinding against her cheeks, slipping into the soft opening between her curves to press against her asshole a little. Everything inside of me screamed yes, but I held back. This time.

I spun her around, putting my hand on her naked tit. I took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed, pulling and tugging. She moaned softly, and I covered her mouth with mine, kissing her. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and tasted her deeply.

I stepped away from her a little, pulling down my zipper, opening my pants so I could pull out my dick. I was so fucking hard, aching for release by now. I reached down to get a condom from my wallet and slid it down my sensitive shaft.

The minute I was done, Isobel stepped closer to me, put her hands on my chest and pushed me back gently so that I sat back down in my chair. She climbed onto my lap, straddling me. With her feet on the ground, she hovered over my dick, positioning herself.

I looked into her eyes, and she gripped my cock with her fingers around the base, guiding me toward her. She lowered herself onto me. I watched her face as she took in the sensation, giving her virginity to me. It looked like it hurt a little, her face pinched, her breathing hard.

“Are you okay?” I asked. “Take it slow. The first time is a bit of a bitch I hear.”

She breathed deeply a few times before she nodded. “It’s not so bad,” she said. She started moving tentatively on top of me, sliding in and out of her. She gasped, and I could see a mixture of pleasure and pain on her face. The first time was always the worst, or so I’d heard. It was different for women than for men. But, Isobel wanted to do this. She was determined to make it work, and I was a happy man.

“It’s going to get really good, baby.” I gripped her ass tightly and leaned in to kiss her. She needed to focus on the lust between us, the way I held her close, the sound of our sex, the scent…

After a while, it looked like she was more comfortable. She started moving faster and faster, bucking her hips, sliding me in and out of her. She gasped and moaned, tipping her head back as she rode me. I put my one hand on her hip, helping her keep her balance, and the other hand went to her breast. I massaged her, tugging and tweaking the nipple while she bucked her hips back and forth on my lap.

After a while, I reach between her legs and found her clit with my thumb. She gasped, shuddering on top of me. I could feel the effects my finger was having on her. Her body closed around me, squeezing. She was getting closer to an orgasm, fast.

At this rate, I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long, either. She was so hot, completely naked on top of me when I was almost fully dressed, and she was giving herself to me in a way that she hadn’t given herself to any other man. The idea that I was fucking a virgin pushed me closer and closer to the edge where normally, I would be able to hold out.

Isobel started to cry out, getting louder.

“Hush,” I said to her. “We can’t afford anyone to hear us.”

She nodded, still breathing hard, but she kept her noises under control. I kept rubbing her clit in circles, pushing her closer and closer to the edge as her body drew the orgasm out of me. Just before I toppled over, she came. She shuddered on top of me, her walls clamping down on me, milking me. I let go of her clit and put my hands on her hips, pulling her down on me hard so I would go in as deep as I could. I exploded inside of her, releasing my load. I grunted, and she moaned and cried out, trying to be quiet and failing.

We came together, and the sensation was amazing. This didn’t happen with strangers very often, not at all with someone who had just lost her virginity, but it was magic.

We rode out the orgasm together until it subsided. When it was finally over, Isobel collapsed against me, breathing hard.

“I hate to cut this short,” I said, “but we have to get dressed and out of here. I have a class soon, and I would hate for someone to find us like this.”

Isobel whimpered in protest but nodded. If we got caught now, things could go from bad to worse very quickly. She was naked, and I was inside of her. There was no way to explain ourselves out of this one.

Isobel clambered off me, leaning against my desk for a moment.

“I have tissues in the bottom drawer,” I said. I was sure she would want to clean up.

Isobel opened the drawer, and I turned my back to give her some privacy. After a moment, she stepped back into view and started searching for her clothes. I watched her as she dressed herself bit by bit, covering up her glorious body.

When she was done, she looked at me. “I’ll see you around, Professor,” she said with a small smile playing on her lips. She turned around, opened the door and left, leaving me behind with the throbbing dick, memories of what we had just done and a question bouncing around in my mind.

What the fuck did we just do?