Yes, Professor

By Hunter Briggs

Jason just learned that he is going to be fired at the end of the semester. Looking at unemployment, he receives an unusual ethical dilemma, when a young co-ed, Madison, offers a sexual favor for a higher grade. Jason, breaks his moral code taking advantage of her. Along the way, he learns that his female colleague, Jessica, equally has the same domineering point of view. In which, they share Madison, in a heated threesome. This story includes several subsets of BDSM, including dominance/submission, spanking, and choking.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hunter Briggs
• Release date: Aug 23, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463887011

Hunter Briggs

Hunter Briggs is an American romance erotica author. He loves writing out of the box stories, that at are different from the rest. Some of his favorite erotica tropes includes, older women, curvy co-eds, interracial, and historical. If he's not writing erotica, he is writing romance under his other pen name. Hunter Briggs is a loving husband and father. While he owns no dogs, he always wished for a furry friend. On his off time, he's watching sports, eating spicy buffalo wings and washing it down with an ice-cold beer.

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Yes, Professor

Hunter Briggs

Copyright

Copyright © 2019 by Hunter Briggs.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

Copyright

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

About the Author

Chapter 1

I don’t need this bullshit! We’ve got tenure, you can’t fucking fire us, I yelled violently shoving my chair away from me.

The dean jumped back; eyes wide.

Look Jason, he tried to sound sympathetic, You’d be right if it was just you, but the state budget cuts have forced the university to cut your entire department. Everyone is getting let go.

As the chair of the Anthropology Department, I was powerless against budget decisions and I knew it. The state wanted to cut education. The governor even publicly called out my discipline. We were screwed and I was pissed.

Well then let me say what I’ve always wanted to say, Fuck you and this university. You’re an asshole and I’ve never liked you.

As I slammed his office door behind me, I heard him curse underneath his breath.

What an asshole, I practically stomped back across the quad, seething more with every step. At forty-five I was going to have to go back on the academic job market, start over in some new city. In this environment, there’s no guarantee either. I was a thousand feet deep in thought as I approached my office door and saw her standing against the wall. She was from my 9:30 class, I tried to remember her name. I took a deep breath and tried to come back to the present.

It’s Madison, right? I asked.

She nodded, a strand of red curls fell over her glasses, which she brushed away. She stood only as high as my shoulder and had the bluest eyes, I’d ever seen.

What can I do for you? I unlocked my office door.

In fifteen years of being a college professor, I had never fucked a student. I’d thought about it a lot of times. Every professor does. That first day we walk into class and look over the sea of faces, some eager, some bored, and the select few who become fantasy fodder.

I always make up categories. First category is woman I’d fuck if given the chance. Not to be too stereotypical, but these tend to be the cheerleader types, tight bodies and gorgeous faces. For the second category, I call them daddy issue girls. A friend in psychology gave me a profile of these fucked up sluts. They would let themselves be seduced just to get attention. Most are mousy, quiet, and eager to please. There tends to be a kind of overwhelmed look in