Chapter 457 – Episode 457 a Female Professor’s Unsatisfied Sexual Desire.

My childhood friend is an easy girl.
Episode 457: The Female Professor’s Unsatisfied Sexual Desire.

——– Female professor Jang Seo-gyeong (38) point of view ——–

Minwoo approached me one last time before leaving the professor’s office and said goodbye.

“Professor. We’ll just go. You rented a sofa so we can have sex comfortably. Thank you.”

“… No. I’m glad you found it helpful.”

But as if Minwoo still had something to say, she stood in front of me and stared blankly at me.

“… Why? Does she still have something to say?”

“Yes… Come to think of it, she thought it would be useless even if she took the professor’s panties. I’ll give it back.”

“… Yes. Please.”

You say my panties are useless? When Minwoo said that he would return my panties, I felt sorry for some reason.

After putting my panties on the desk like that, Minwoo left the professor’s room with Siyeon.

Left alone, I felt like everything that had happened just a moment ago was like a dream. Did you ever think that I would go through something so surreal?

I pinched the clitoris lightly to see if it was really a dream. Seeing that I felt pleasure along with some pain, it certainly didn’t seem like a dream.

I got my hand in my panties And I felt something strange.

My pants were a bit damp.

I took the panties in my hand and took a closer look. So the inside of the panties, that is, the part where the pubic area touches when you wear the panties, there was a lot of white liquid pouring out.

Come to think of it, Minwoo ejaculated on the piece of black cloth he was holding in his hand. Were those my panties?

I was so dumbfounded by Minwoo’s behavior like that.

It was absurd that he ejaculated on my panties, but he returned the panties he ejaculated to me?

What the hell does Minwoo think of me?

Even a professional woman who sells herself would not be treated this harshly.

So, does Minwoo see me as less than a professional woman?

It’s normal for me to be angry at Minwoo’s attitude, but for some reason, the depths of my vagina became hot and I shivered.

I stared at the semen that had spilled into my panties and suddenly brought it close to my nose and sniffed it.

The scent of chestnut flowers was strong. It was the strong body odor of a young man.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the semen with the tip of his tongue. It wasn’t as disgusting as I thought, so it was worth eating.

No… Why am I doing this? I haven’t eaten my husband’s semen yet…

This is so… I don’t think I have the right to blame Minwoo for his absurd attitude. It’s to the point where I’m even more stupid about myself.

However, contrary to my thoughts, I started to get excited and pushed my index and middle fingers back into my already wet vagina.

Then, holding my panties close to my nose, I started to quickly insert my fingers into my vagina while smelling Minwoo’s semen.

At last… I was able to return home after more than 30 minutes.

———-

The next day, I added up the grades from the final evaluation with the existing attendance rate, report grades, and midterm evaluation grades to get the final grade, and headed back to the professor’s office to work on the computer.

As soon as I was properly organizing the materials, an assistant to help me with my work visited the professor’s office.

“Hello Professor.”

“Okay. Come on.”

I don’t let go of my students, but I tend to be comfortable talking to my teaching assistants.

Well, unlike students who only meet in lectures, isn’t it inefficient in many ways to raise your words to assistants who have a hierarchical relationship at work and sometimes work together?

Since we started working right away, the teaching assistant and I sat face to face on the sofa in the middle of the professor’s room and had a coffee break.

However, the sincere assistant began to look through the materials I had organized while drinking coffee.

“Oh? Professor, have you already finished grading the final exam?”

“Okay. I finished yesterday.”

“Then you must have been working quite late yesterday. If I had known that, I would have come yesterday too.”

“No. Alone was enough.”

What kind of trouble are you talking about?

If you had come yesterday, you wouldn’t have been able to bring Minwoo to the professor’s office, right? No, you couldn’t even think of finding a public bathroom and masturbating alone?

Then wouldn’t you have experienced that exciting thing that you would never have a chance to come across?

No… What am I thinking?

I took a sip of strong black coffee to shake off the useless thoughts that had started to fill my head.

My assistant and I finished our coffee and were about to go to work.

At that moment, the assistant’s phone started to ring.

“… Professor. Sorry. Wait a minute.”

The teaching assistant hurriedly left the professor’s office with his phone in his hand, almost running out.

Seeing his flustered appearance, is it a boyfriend call again?

Unlike me, who ran without hesitation while neglecting dating until I became a professor, the teaching assistant is currently pouring out thrifty sesame seeds with her boyfriend.

The current teaching assistant, who has a solid personality and is capable, would have been able to achieve the current ideal if he worked a little harder, but he doesn’t seem to have much greed, which makes me feel more sorry.

The teaching assistant says that her current boyfriend and the time he spends with him are more precious than improving his status.

The teaching assistant even promised to marry her current boyfriend, and said that he plans to become a full-time housewife when he gets married later.

As for me, I couldn’t understand such an assistant.

No… To throw away everything you’ve worked so hard to build up until now and live your whole life looking at only one man?

Will such a life be happy?

But… Although I felt a strong sense of accomplishment and satisfaction when I reached the current position, I may not be very happy.

If that’s the case, is the assistant’s life happier than mine?

I gave up dating to get the position I wanted, and my assistant who values ​​my boyfriend more than my social status.

Comparing the two, it might be difficult to conclude which one is better.

However, even though I am a newlywed, when I see my current situation where I am not satisfied in bed and the stress is building up, I feel a bit resentful because I think that I am the judge.

After a while, the teaching assistant entered the professor’s office again.

Unlike when I left the professor’s office, where I was almost running, when I entered the professor’s office again, I felt exhausted and slumped.

“… Professor.”

“Huh? What happened?”

Even though it wasn’t a long phone call, it was clear that something big was going on as the TA’s mood had settled down. Looking closely, it seemed that the assistant’s eyes even had tears.

“My aunt, who was fighting cancer, passed away a while ago…”

“That…”

The teaching assistant must have been quite friendly with that aunt, and she seemed to be about to shed tears even as she was talking.

“Then we should go right away.”

“I have to start working now, can I come over?”

Oh dear… Being sincere is about as good as it gets. That happened now, but is this work important?

“Are you okay. Grading was done quickly… I have enough time to complete the computer work within a week.”

“Yes. Thank you Then I will go.”

“No, wait…”

I hurried to my desk, opened the drawer, and pulled out an empty envelope.

Then, I put a 50,000 won bill in the envelope and handed it to the assistant.

“This is my aunt’s relief money.”

“No. It’s okay if the professor doesn’t give you this.”

“How could you? It won’t be long, so just accept it.”

“Thank you.”

I added a word to the teaching assistant who was about to leave the professor’s office in a hurry.

“Bonnie, she seems to have been very close to my aunt, so it’s okay to pay for all three days and come.”

“I… Are you really okay?”

“Okay. As you know, 2-3 days is enough to work on, isn’t it? Don’t worry at all and I’ll be with you until the end of your life.”

“Yes. All right. I will… Thank you. Professor.”

The teaching assistant bowed his head to me several times and then he left the professor’s office.

I used to get a bit stressed when I saw the TA always smiling after receiving a phone call from my boyfriend, but seeing her sad like now, her heart was so salty.

Rather, I thought that it would have been nice if the phone call from a while ago had been from my boyfriend, so I could see the assistant’s smiling face again.

My mood calmed down along with my teaching assistant, so I poured another glass of Kipper and started drinking it slowly.

After recovering my mind to a certain extent, I moved back to my desk and started organizing the materials.

Should I just postpone it?

It wasn’t that urgent, there was no assistant to help with the work, and I was still in a low mood, so I couldn’t really get motivated.

Then suddenly, Minwoo’s face came into my mind.

Should I call Minwoo and ask for help?

It would be absurd to ask for help from a student in the process of handling a student’s grades, but it wasn’t a problem for Minwoo.

I haven’t processed my final grades yet, but Minwoo has secured her highest grade of A+ without even bothering to check.

So there’s absolutely no reason to have any negative desires, such as raising grades in return for helping with the work.

Besides, with Minwoo’s ability to neatly organize the report I gave him, it wouldn’t be too difficult if it was a simple computational task like grade processing.

Just what excuse do you get help from Minwoo?

It would be comfortable if Minwoo helped me, but Minwoo has no reason to help me?

I groaned for a while and began to think about why Minwu had no choice but to help me.

After a while, I checked Minwoo’s phone number in the student information.

And after a moment of hesitation, he called Minwoo.

The ringing tone started ringing. It was a short time, but it felt like a very long time maybe because I was nervous.

The call was connected soon.

[Hello.]

“… Is this student Lee Min-woo’s phone number?”

[Yes that’s right. Who are you?]

Me and Minwoo didn’t have phone numbers stored in each other’s phones, so Minwoo didn’t know it was me yet.

“I’m Professor Jang Seo-kyung.”

[Uh? Hello Professor. What are you doing?]

“That is…”

My mouth didn’t come off well when I tried to lie.

But since I had already called and connected, I couldn’t back down any longer.

“Hmm… Student Minwoo, have you ever been late for a while?”

[Ah… Yes… It was. Do you remember?]

“Student Minwoo. The mid-term, final, and report grades were all good, so it was enough to get an A+, but… That one tardiness takes a little bit.”

[… Is that so? That’s too bad. Then, I would like A0.]

Huh? If I give up so quickly, my strategy will be all messed up, won’t it? Should I bite a little more persistently? What the hell do you think grades are?

“No. Minwoo student. You know that this subject is very important because it is a required major, right?”

[Yes. Sure.]

“But you can’t give up so easily.”

[… Yes? Then what should I do?]

“First… Is this time okay?”

[Yes. It’s okay.]

“Then can I come to the professor’s office for a moment?”

[Yes. All right. I’ll be there soon.]

“Yes. Then we’ll see you later.”

After I finished the call and put my phone on the desk, my heart started pounding loudly.

I’m really crazy… What are you trying to do by calling Minwoo?

Of course, it is true that I called Minwoo with the intention of helping me with my work.

… Is it really so?

I couldn’t fool myself with the secret desire hidden in the back of my heart.

No… It is not so…

Yes, let’s ask Minwoo to help with the sexual processing in exchange for being late. Yes, I had no other ulterior motive behind calling Minwoo… Doesn’t exist.

Let’s think so.

I organized the materials in a nice way so that Minwoo could work comfortably right after he came to the professor’s office.

After tidying up like that, I sat down on my desk chair for a while and waited for Minwu to come.

Then, suddenly, an idea came to my mind.

No… I can’t do this… Shall we try just a little bit?

A fierce battle ensued between the professor’s identity and her desire as a woman.

At last… I reached into my skirt and began slowly pulling my panties down along with my pantyhose.

After taking off my shoes and completely removing my pantyhose and panties, I opened the drawer and put them in it to avoid repeating yesterday’s mistake.

Would this be okay?

Even though it’s in a no-panty state, it’ll be covered with a skirt anyway, so there’s no fear of Minwoo finding out, right?

Okay… If this is the case, there is nothing particularly problematic…

Compared to masturbating in front of Minwoo and Siyeon yesterday, this much is nothing…

——– Female professor Jang Seo-gyeong (38) continued ——–