"Liz" was getting ready for her first session in years.

She was freshly showered and shaved, her hair styled to emphasize her natural auburn curls. She'd picked out a soft lavender robe to wear over her new lingerie - a babydoll in emerald silk with black lace trim and a black lacey thong to match. The vivid green brought out the gold tones in her hazel eyes.

When she was in college, Liz used to provide erotic massages at an adult shop called The Sensual Consensual. Clients would negotiate details of their desired session and then have their appointment in a private room at the back of the shop. In a college town, there was no shortage of young attractive women looking to make quick money, but they didn't typically last long. Liz eventually took on a full-time position there and turned the back room into her office. She decorated the space with a selection of massage oils and lotions, softly lit lamps, and mirrors strategically placed around the room to provide views from multiple angles.

Liz was great at her job. She loved to tease and flirt with the clients, and over time, she got several regulars. The job was fun and paid well, but most importantly, she loved it! Still, she loved Adam more.

She met Adam in one of her classes after she had been working at The Sensual Consensual for over a year. Before long, she was spending all of her free time with him and she quickly learned that Adam was incredibly sexually conservative compared to her. She realized there would come a point when she would have to choose between him and her job at The Sensual Consensual. As much as she loved Adam, she knew in her heart that she should've let him go, but the heart wants what the heart wants.

She spent years trying to navigate the delicate complexities of their vastly different sexualities, but there came a time when enough was enough. The breakup was amicable, but she wasn't prepared for Adam to move out so suddenly. Overnight, she found herself living alone in a two-bedroom apartment with almost double her living costs, half her household income, and one incredibly lonely bed.

It didn't take long for Liz to decide to start doing erotic massages again, but this time she was going to be her own boss. She arranged her spare room much like her old room at The Sensual Consensual. She set up a couple of Himalayan salt lamps, a wooden wardrobe for clients' personal use (including a selection of oils and lotions inside), and a towel steamer. She didn't have a massage table, but she did have a full-sized bed with plenty of clean sheets.

As Liz finished setting up the mirrors around the room, she heard a knock at the door and she checked the time. It was four o'clock on the dot, time for her appointment. She took a final glance around the room before walking down the hall to the front door. She was excited and ready for her first new client. At least, she thought she was ready anyway.

Liz took a deep breath and fixed her expression with a sweet smile as she opened the door to greet her guest. They had emailed back and forth many times and she had a pretty good idea of his expectations, but she couldn't have predicted her new client to be a familiar stranger. Standing in front of her was Jake Nelson, her college English professor.

She had a huge crush on Professor Nelson years ago, but despite her job, she was shy with men in her personal life. A flood of memories came crashing back when she saw his face. She remembered all the times she found reasons to visit his office hours, how she would wear provocative sun dresses in hopes of catching his attention, the way he would sometimes look at her as though he could see all her dirty thoughts playing like porn in a thought bubble hovering above her head.

She worked quickly to hide the shock of familiarity from her face as she welcomed him. "Hi, I'm Liz, and you must be at my 4 o'clock appointment. Jake, right?" she asked, opening the door wider to let him in.

"That's me; guilty as charged," he responded with a nervous chuckle.

Liz couldn't tell if he recognized her. It had been several years since they'd seen each other and she was using her professional name, not to mention she tried to keep her face out of her advertisements.

She had learned through experience that it's best not to ask too many questions. Clients would disclose what they were comfortable sharing in their own time, so she decided not to ask if Jake recognized her. Instead, she went about leading him down the hall to the room she'd set up for their appointment.

"So Jake, from our messages, it sounds like this is a new experience for you, yes?" She already knew the answer and didn't wait for a response before she continued speaking hoping like hell that he didn't hear how nervous she was. "As we've discussed, you're paying for an hour of my time. You can use as much or as little of that hour as you'd like, so long as you respect the rules we agreed on. You don't touch me unless invited, and I don't have to touch any part of you that I don't want to." She spoke so solemnly, and she fully intended to keep the session PG-13, but she couldn't think of any single part of him that she didn't want to touch.

Liz gestured to the wooden wardrobe. "You can undress to your comfort and leave your clothes in there, and feel free to pick any oils or lotions you'd like me to use. I'll give you a moment to get ready then I'll be back to get started." She didn't give Jake a chance to respond as she gave him a quick smile and stepped out of the room, her heart beating violently in her chest.

A few minutes and a shot of tequila later, Liz walked back into the room to find Jake lying face down on the bed naked, a bottle of massage oil on the nightstand next to him. He didn't sit up, but as she took off her robe, she could feel him watching her through the mirrors around the room. She walked up to the bed and met Jake's intense gaze in the mirror in front of them.

Does he recognize her? Was the bed too suggestive? Maybe I should've waited to buy a massage table first. Does it turn him on to see me like this?

She forced her racing thoughts to quiet as she got started with her work. Silently, she picked up the bottle of oil from the nightstand and poured some into her hand. She walked with it to the foot of the bed and knelt on the mattress between Jake's legs as she started to slowly rub the oil up and down his legs.

Normally she'd make small talk, but she was too anxious for that. She was sure her voice would betray her mask of sexy confidence, so she stayed quiet and left the communication up to body language.

Liz sat up on her knees so she could touch more of his body. She reached his ass and started massaging the tight muscles. God, his ass was gorgeous and she had to resist the urge to lower her mouth onto him. She reached for the oil again and started rubbing it on his back, still kneeling between his legs. As she leaned forward to reach up near his shoulders, she caught him watching her. Jake was staring at her breasts in the mirror, her hard nipples nearly touching his back.

He seemed to be enjoying the massage, and she relaxed a little as her confidence started to return. "I think I'll take this off now," she said, unfastening the babydoll top. "I wouldn't want to get oil on it." As her breasts sprang free, she heard Jake's breath catch and she couldn't suppress the wicked smile she gave him for his appreciative reaction. She went back to massaging his back, and as she stretched her arms to reach his neck and shoulders, she let her chest slide along his back, making her tits slick with oil and her nipples pucker into little buds.

After spending a few more minutes rubbing his backside, she stood up off the bed and asked him to flip over. He rolled over onto his back and she could see his cock was fully erect. She'd imagined him naked countless times before, but the reality was even better than she could ever have imagined. For a moment, she was completely mesmerized by the sight of Jake naked in her bed and she almost forgot that she was supposed to be massaging him.

She climbed back onto the bed and straddled his hips, his shaft fitting perfectly against the dip in the fabric of her thong between the lips of her pussy; the head of his penis was poking out from under her and it practically reached his belly button when it was laying flat against his abs. At this point, Liz's thong was soaked through with her juices and she was sure Jake could tell. It seemed impossible that he could miss it. She took more oil into her hands and went to work massaging his chest and shoulders, then down his arms and out to his hands. She used every chance she got to wiggle against his bare skin.

The scent of arousal filled the room. Jake was dripping beads of precum and every time Liz pressed her hips into him, another little drop would escape and find its way onto his belly - which only made her more excited to slide her body against his. Even if he had recognized her, she was far from being the timid and oh-so-innocent girl she used to be. This time around, she was going to enjoy "Hot Professor."

Within minutes Jake was grabbing Liz's hips and pulling her firmly against him, moving her body in sync with his. Stifled moans could just barely be heard from either of them between the sounds of their heavy breathing. It was like they were in a game of sexual chicken and Liz was so turned on that she could feel her body on the verge of climax. The temptation to pull her panties to the side and take him in her needy hole was overwhelming.

Liz sat up abruptly, just in time to stop herself from cumming against Jake's hard body beneath her. "I think we'd better change positions," she said breathlessly. Jake gave her a knowing look to go along with his mischievous smile. He answered, "Yeah, whatever works for you," and reluctantly released his grip. "I don't think I could have taken much more of that anyway!" he laughed.

His laughter made her stomach flutter aggressively, and she knew if he kept looking at her like he was, she was, without a doubt, going to fuck him. Without another word, she turned herself around and hooked her legs under his arms, her exposed ass hovering over his chest.

"Fuck," Jake moaned as he squeezed her cheeks and spanked her ass playfully. She could tell from the way he was trying to spread her open that he was trying to get a better view of her pussy, so she leaned forward and held herself up against his thighs while she pushed her ass closer to his face.

That was all the invitation Jake needed. He wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her to him until her wet slit was close enough to taste.

Liz felt him inhale deeply, felt his hot breath roll over her exposed flesh when he exhaled, and she trembled for a moment when she felt his tongue. She didn't make any move to resist him as he started licking around the lips of her wet pussy. This was it - the knockout blow in her fight against temptation. Jake went quickly from licking the lips of her pussy to pulling her thong aside so he could fully indulge in the sweet dripping nectar of her arousal. Liz felt her eyes rolling back in her head. She let herself moan in pleasure as Jake licked her up and down. As he sucked on her swollen clit and flicked it with his eager tongue, she knew she needed more of him.

Liz bent down further and took his throbbing dick in her hand before sampling a drip of precum on her tongue. She was hooked like a kid who just had their first taste of candy. She squeezed his shaft harder, forcing him to dribble on her lips, coating them like lip gloss with his slick wetness. Slowly she took more of him into her mouth, savoring every delicious inch. Jake muttered something, but the words were muffled by her tender swollen cunt. She needed to cum so bad it hurt and he knew it.

Without warning, Jake slid a finger deep inside her and she felt her hole tighten around him. He quickly slipped a second finger in, as if her tightness was challenging him, and expertly located her g-spot like it was second nature. As he began pumping his fingers inside her, she matched his rhythm as she sucked and stoked his thick juicy cock.

He added a third finger and started to pound her harder and faster, his mouth greedy for her juices, and he shouted, "Goddammit, you taste so fucking amazing, Emily!" Hearing her given name shocked her to her very core. Holy shit! Hot Professor remembered her! The realization that he had been with Emily this whole time instead of "Liz" sent a wave of pleasure through her body setting off a chain reaction.

Emily gave in to the absolute ecstasy of an orgasm so intense she felt like she could die. Jake let his fingers slip out of her and he wrapped his arms around her again, his warm hands flat against her belly. He pulled her against his mouth so close that had she not been so consumed by pleasure she might have worried he was going to suffocate himself. His tongue dove deep into her pussy as she squirted so hard on his face that her juices splashed all the way to Jake's cock. As she was cumming, Jake exploded in her throat and she followed his lead, eagerly gulping down every last drop of his thick hot cum. Even as he was cumming, Jake didn't let his mouth off her squirting spasming cunt and she had no choice but to keep coming with him, tasting their juices mingling on her lips.

As Jake finally finished cumming, Emily gripped his cock hard, milking every last drop of him. Only after his cock stopped throbbing wildly in her mouth did Jake let Emily pull away from his mouth for a moment of relief after an insanely long climax. They stayed like that for a moment and Emily got goosebumps as she felt his panting breath against her still excruciatingly sensitive sex.

When her legs finally stopped shaking, Emily dismounted James and fell into the bed next to him. He put one arm tightly around her, the other hand fisted in the damp curls at the nape of her neck, and he kissed her so passionately that her body reacted instinctively and she unconsciously started to spread her knees for him. He managed to push her knees wide enough to fit his muscular thigh and he rocked her body against him.

She pulled her face away from his so she could look him in the eyes. "You called me Emily," she said with the biggest shit-eating grin. "I didn't think you recognized me, Professor Nelson!"

"You're easy to remember, and after this, I'm thinking you'll be pretty damn hard to forget!" he teased as he winked at her.

"Hey now," she said feigning offense, "I know I'm not cheap but I make sure you get what you're paying for!" She reached across his chest to grab his far arm and pulled it until he was on top of her, his cock already filling up in anticipation of round two. "Now, be a doll and help me out of these wet panties already, would you? The hour's not up yet, and I'm going for the extra credit!"