request: dean!andy and professor!reader trying not to get caught even though the dean is messing around with the professor. maybe people know and they know that if they say something they would get in trouble🤔
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⇨ you were so fucking wary of it when andy brought it up. you knew what it would like when you, a professor who'd only been at the university for two years, suddenly struck up a relationship with the recently divorced dean of your college.
⇨ but he was so damn convincing.
⇨ i mean, the tongue on that man.
⇨ the second he buried his face between your pretty thighs, lapping at your soaking cunt, you were his.
⇨ and god, you wish you'd agreed to this sooner.
⇨ you still decide to sneak around, since you don't want the other professors in your business. while it was okay for coworkers to have personal relationships, you didn't want to hear the shit the others would say.
⇨ and andy loved the secrecy.
⇨ loved finding new places to take you and make you sing his praises.
⇨ his favorite was his office, just before he would have a meeting.
⇨ he'd bend you over, push your pencil skirt up past your hips, tug your lacy panties down to your ankles.
⇨ he'd always start by eating you out—eating pussy was a goddamn religious experience for him.
⇨ your pussy was the altar he would kneel before and he was the most devout worshipper.
⇨ after you would come on his tongue, he tug his slacks down and slowly sink into you.
⇨ he was all about slow, sensual sex.
⇨ always wanted to make sure you felt every part of him and that he did the same.
⇨ which made the whole thing even more anxiety-inducing.
⇨ cause holy shit, anyone could walk in at any time and here andy is, fucking into you without a care in the goddamn world.
⇨ but, fuck, he's so good at it that it makes you forget all of that, the pleasure washing over you so quickly that it takes everything in you to not scream.
⇨ he always comes after you, his cum filling you and slowly leaking out. he loves watching it drip out, and you're pretty sure he has over a hundred videos of it happening, that's how much he loves it.
⇨ you get off the desk, pulling your skirt back down, ready to pull your panties back up, when andy stops you, making you step out of them and pocketing them with a wink.
⇨ "our little secret," he whispers even though you're the only one who can hear him.
⇨ you roll your eyes at him, leaning down to kiss him, before bidding him goodbye, just as the professor who was about to meet with him starts to knock on the door.
⇨ and though a part of you wants to scream to the world that you love andy barber, you also love being his dirty little secret and you being his.
