Ava had her first long weekend off since starting her new job. She practically raced to the locker room to change out of her nursing scrubs and into an outfit she had perfectly planned to go with her after work adventure. She was planning to pay her husband a special visit. Her husband, Jake, was a microeconomics professor at a private college no more than 10 minutes away. She changed into her only bra that made her small boobs look at least in the B-cup range. Ava pulled her waist length blonde hair into a ponytail and put on her white blouse and black pencil shirt. After smoothing the skirt down her flat stomach, she sighed at the thought of putting on her bright red heels after a busy day spent on her feet, but knew it would be worth it.

She had to hurry, she wanted to sit in on his last lecture of the day, but without him knowing. He was fairly new to the college and didn't want to make him any more nervous or distracted, but she absolutely loved watching him teach. Nothing could turn her on as much as a well educated man.

She hurried in with the other students, blending in too well. At 27 she still felt like she could pass for a student. She had been married to Jake for only 2 years, but they had been dating since she was 16 and he was 19. She glanced down at her wedding ring, still unbelievably happy to be with the man of her dreams.

Seeing him walk in brought her out of her thoughts. Uncontrollably smiling she watched him start up the projector. He adjusted his glasses as they slid down his nose, Ava giggled, she loved how he looked in his glasses. With faint stubble of a beard that still grew in patches, Jake's 5'10 & 140 lbs lanky self easily could of fit in with the students himself. She couldn't help but be surprised at his authority when he easily called the class to attention. Hearing him speak was causing her a reaction that made her blush and hope no students were looking.

His voice was like nothing else when he was teaching. At home he always talked so softly and calmly, but now in front of the large lecture hall, he spoke quickly and confidently with such a rush to share everything he possibly could about microeconomics in the short 50 minutes the class had together today. Seeing her laid back lover in such a position of authority never failed to turn her on.

She looks to see if anyone else is enjoying this lecture quite like she is, and sure enough, a young girl two rows from the front seems to be taking too few notes for how intensely she appears to be watching him. Ava follows the girls eyes as they drift from Jake's full lips to his toned forearms as he points out a bell curve chart that has to do with something not nearly as interesting as his backside now on display as he turns around to write down more notes.

Ava watches the young girl stare at him. She wonders if the girl would get the same butterflies she would if Jake were to run his fingers through his thick dark hair he keeps in a ponytail. Would the girl involuntarily smile if he took it down his curly hair and watch it brush the top of his shoulders?

Ava smiled. It was nice having her husband appreciated for something other than his intelligence every once in a while.

As the lecture wrapped up and Jake wished them all a happy labor day weekend, Ava lingered, not wanting to beat him to the office and ruin the surprise.

Walking across campus in the fall always brought her back to her days as a college student. Ava went to a big state school just a short drive from Jake's small liberal arts college. She remembered biking to his apartment after classes, eating cheap pizza and making love for hours. She remembered there was a time she worried that their sex life could never stay as fantastic as it was, and giggled thinking about how glad she was to be wrong.

Coming to the big oak door of his office gave her stomach butterflies and other places tingle in excitement. She knocked lightly.

"Professor, I know it's after hours, but could you perhaps make a little time to talk to me?"

Jake looked surprised for a brief moment, but recovered quickly, "I suppose I could, what is on your mind dear?"

"Well, you see, I have this little issue I was hoping you could take care of for me, actually, now that I think of it," Ava broke eye contact for a quick but obvious look a little bit south, "It really is quite a big issue."

Jake considered continuing until he made her ask for it, he could clearly see how bad she wanted him, and he couldn't deny he felt the same. He looked her up and down, flattered to see what an effort his wife put into dressing up to surprise him.

"Well, love, I don't think there's much I can do about it. It's labor day weekend, and I have places to be, well, unless there is something in it for me?" He raised his eyebrows, wondering how long until she give up this little facade.

"Gosh darnit Jake, just demand that I give you head already!" Ava begged, at a loss with how badly she needed him.

"It doesn't sound like I'm the one here who is doing the demanding at all!" Jake tried not to laugh at his lovely wife doing her best not to rip his clothes off right then, she never was the patient type. 

Ava regained her composure, "Fine, I demand you let me give you head!" She couldn't stop smiling as she got on her knees as Jake undid his belt.

Usually she was the type to do lots of licking, kissing, caressing, and exploring before taking him in her mouth, but today she went straight to it.

Jake breathed in deep as his wife took as much as she could in her mouth. He stroked her soft blond hair as she licked around the head. When she had as much of the shaft as she could in her throat, she looked up at him with a look of happiness and love. He couldn't help but pull her to her feet and finally kiss her. Their tongues danced as their hands roamed.

"I love you", Jake sighed as he pulled away. His boxers and khakis resting around his ankles.

"I love you too dear. I even wore heels for you." Ava smiled shyly, glancing at his impressive hard on.

"Well then, how about we take everything but those off?" Jake grinned as he reached for the buttons on her blouse. Her skirt was pulled down until she stood there in her lacy black bra and panties. Jake picked up her light frame and sat her on his big oak desk and kissed her breasts. He returned to her lips as he undid and tossed her bra to the side, letting his hands quickly be its replacement.

"I'm so glad you stopped by, did you sit in on my lecture?" Jake questioned as he caressed her.

"Of course! The idea of you being a professor has been a fantasy I've been masturbating to since I was 18 and you first decided that was what you wanted to do!" Jake kissed her with a kiss full of passion and listened to her moan as he lightly bit her bottom lip. 

Ava pulled him closer and wrapped her lean legs around him, his erect member brushed the inside of her leg and she could feel the pre-cum it was dripping. Jake kicked off his pants and Ava broke their embrace to undo his button down. As Jake slid off her black lace panties, and stepped back. Both of them were naked except for the heels. "Ava, I can't stop fantasizing about me pounding you from behind as you lay over my desk."

Ava quickly obliged. Her toes barely could reach the ground as Jake positioned her hips. He pushed in two of his fingers to test her wetness, and wasn't disappointed when they came out smothered in her juices. Finally, after dreaming about it all day, the tip of his cock entered her. She could feel the heat of him on her. As she opened up to accept the cock she believed was made for her, she gasped. His hands held on to her small waist as he started to slowly thrust in and out of her.

In between moans Ava kept growling, "HARDER," and Jake wasn't about to say no. As Jake went faster and deeper pens rolled off his desk and onto the floor. Ava's moans got higher pitched and Jake knew what was coming.

"Please don't stop, please don't stop," Ava begged over and over.

Jake continued to fuck her as hard as he could. He didn't know who's wetness it was, but he felt it run down his thigh and could see it glistening on his desk.

"Jake, JAKE," Ava moaned, too loud for Jake's comfort, as he had other professors on either side of him. A sharp slap to her ass stopped her moaning and sent her over the edge. She gasped as her orgasm hit her.

The pulsing of her orgasm drove him wild. He stopped caring how loud her moans were getting as he completely immersed himself in his own building orgasm. Finally, with the ultimate feeling of release he thrusted as deep as he could and let himself cum in the women he so dearly loved.

After resting in her for a bit, her pulled himself out. Ava moved to lick clean his slightly erect cock of both their juices. As he softened in her mouth she stood up and hugged him.

"You're fantastic," Ava whispered into Jake's ear, "That was better than I dreamed."

"You are nothing less than spectacular dear, shall we go get dinner, I know I'm not up for cooking after that."

The two dressed and walked out, innocently holding hands. Jake turned to the office next to his, "Have a great labor day weekend Rick!"

"I would say the same to you, but it appears you already have." The older professor said wryly, remembering when his wife used to make office calls.