Reading My Professor

My professor writes about being taken by a younger man. I know, because I read it... and now she lets me do it.Nora Keller is forty-three, all silk blouses and rationed praise until the door locks. Then she comes apart. She takes me bare, every time. My hand spread low on her belly while she rides me and tells me not to stop, not to pull out.A woman her age. Nothing between us. She knows the risk ...