Her Student's Bimbo Vol. 3

By Ava J. Smith

Professor Maribeth Ashley thought she could forgive herself for her indiscretions... even if they involved two students. What was more difficult was the fact that she did not want to stop, could not stop. Nor could she stop either of the eager young men from trying to dominate her attention. What should she do when they wanted her at the same time?

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THE ELEVATOR DOORS CLOSED and I stared back at myself reflected on their glassy surface. Was it too much? Too studiously casual? I had no idea.
I had cursed Simon for having classes until 2 pm—and yet I spent the hours between his morning text until close to two to decide on what to wear.
I had wanted a thick pair of leggings and loose woolen sweater because ugh, October, and I needed to tramp on the urge to wear anything sexy. But... Itt had always been hell taking off those leggings... I bit my lips. Not exactly hell but, you know. It took too long.
In the end, I wore my thickest stockings with a short woolen skirt, and a soft sweater under my old leather jacket. Shades of grey and black, nothing flirty, just a casual quick outing in a cool autumn day.
And yet, alone in the elevator, my body vibrating with anticipation, there was no mistaken the haze of lust in my eyes, the slight parting of lips that told any man in the vicinity I was ripe for the plucking.
I stepped closer to the doors as the car moved slowly up to Simon's floor.
My lips had regularly thickened and filled during the transformation, but I always thought they... puffed down again afterward. As soon as the blonde tresses vanished and my brown hair returned.
I put a tentative finger on my plump lower lip. It hadn't been this full a month ago.
I parted my lips further and felt a small jolt. They looked so hot. I could easily picture them around the swollen head of Simon's... I bit back a moan, turning away.
Oh God, why was this elevator so slow.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dark December LCC
• Release date: Oct 23, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519970510

Book preview

I STRETCHED, SLOWLY AND lazily, enjoying the fact that I had a day off on a Friday.

Muted morning sun seeped through the curtained windows and I shivered a little as I was reminded that October was quickly giving way to November and mornings could give you a glimpse of what it was like to be a popsicle.

Dragging the bed cover closer, I curled up into a ball, feeling my skin give a little hum.

It was a little thing but I had started wearing very little to bed since... well, since Gabriel. And Simon.

It was just easier when you had two vigorous young men with healthy appetite taking turns climbing into your bed. I closed my eyes and stretched again, enjoying the feel of soft cotton sliding against my bare skin.

I did wish I hadn't been so strict about keeping either of them away from my bed, though. Gabriel had talked his way into it a few times, and Simon had to resort to blackmail to make me bring him here but I had drawn the line at either of them staying over.

Having a student leaving your place at odd times in the evening was one thing. Having them leave the next day, when it was clear they had been spending the night? Nope.

But mornings like this... I grabbed a pillow and squeezed it hard, sucking a breath when the cool surface gave a little jolt to naked my breasts. I wish I was squeezing Simon instead, his chest warm and hard as he rolled me onto my back and started...

I moaned as vivid image of what he had