Brianna and the Professor's Wife - Katrina Millings - ebook

All the girls in class have their eyes on Professor Meyers. He's young, handsome and has a reputation for getting to know his female students intimately. It's his famous wife, Tess Meyers, that interests Brianna, however. A fashion design major, Brianna has watched the professor's wife take the fashion world by storm. When the professor invites her to spend the afternoon in the Meyers's country home she is eager to take him up on his offer. Then Tess makes her a business proposition she can't refuse.Similar titles by Katrina Millings include:Seducing Madison part 1 (free)Seducing Madison Part 2Suducing Madison Part 3Keywords: menage a trois, mff, ff, threesome, triangle, multiple partners, anal, sex toys, erotica shorts, sex stories, kinky couple, innocent girl, professor, teacher, student

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Brianna and the Professor’s Wife

Copyright October 2014

Brianna and the Professor’s Wife

By Katrina Millings

Copyright October 2014

I agreed to meet Professor Meyers for lunch because I, like all the young women in his Greek mythology class, found him attractive. His wife, however, is the reason I came to spend the weekend with them.

The professor and I met under the pretense of discussing my thesis paper, due in three weeks. He suggested having Chinese takeout, his treat, in his office. I understood there was more to the invitation than discussing academics, but I wasn’t sure how I felt about the notion of seeing a married man. I’d never done that. In fact, men hadn’t been much on my mind at all of late. I was flirting with the idea of experiencing my first time with a woman. I'd even checked the personal ads, but hadn't found one that interested me yet. That is how the weekend came to be, I suppose. From the moment I walked into Professor Meyers's office I was open to possibilities. Somehow, he seemed to know that.

There was no food in sight, but I noticed a bottle of wine sitting on top his desk. It was quarter of the way empty and two full glasses that looked to be genuine crystal were beside it.

“I’m glad you could make it, Brianna.” He handed me my drink, but pulled it back when I reached for it. “You are twenty-one, aren’t you?”

“As of last Monday,” I assured him.

“Well, consider this lunch a late birthday present.”

“Thank you,” I smiled as he relinquished the glass to me.

He grinned, managing to appear at once shy and flirtatious, neither of which the image he presented in class. “Just so we’re clear, you know I didn’t ask you here to discuss you’re thesis, right?”

“I had a hunch.”

“I actually did order food, but the delivery guy never showed.”

“I’m not really hungry,” I shrugged. “Now if you’ll tell me why you really asked me here- I think I know, but I want to be clear before I make a fool of myself.”

“The truth is I can’t keep my eyes off you in class. It makes teaching a challenge. I was hoping you’d care to get to know me better. How would you feel about that?”

“I’m more interested in how your wife would feel about that,” I responded. “I don’t usually get involved with men who are attached.”

“What if I told you my wife would be perfectly fine with it?”

“I’d have to hear that from her to believe it. I’m not as stupid as I look, professor.”

“Actually, I could arrange a meeting between you and my wife. I think Tess would like you.”

“Wait, your wife is Tess Meyers, the designer?”

“You’ve heard of her?”

“I’m a fashion major. Of course I have.” Tess Meyers was a huge name in the business. She had a reputation for taking a strong liking to her female models.

“You’re a fan?”

“A big one,” I confessed.

“Then you’d be interested in spending some time with us this weekend?”

“With the both of you,” I laughed, bemused. “What exactly do you have in mind? I think I misunderstood.”

“Oh, come on, if you’re a fan of my wife you damned well know what I have in mind. What do you say?”

“What if I agree and then change my mind?”

“We don’t usually keep our guest locked up in the basement. If you change your mind you’ll leave. There’s no pressure.”

“It won’t affect my grade if I leave or say no right now?”