The remaining week of the vacation flew very quickly. All this time, Gleb was thinking about what he had done on that ill-starred evening, when his student came by test. The picture of the incident constantly appeared before my eyes: disheveled Katya is sitting on the floor and masturbating with flaming cheeks, and he, Gleb, frantic with desire, shoves her fat professor's throat. It was probably a mistake. Or not. In any case, it was so unlike him. He never did anything like that, so reckless and spontaneous. He liked other women, smarter, more mature, mysterious and inaccessible. The romantic in his soul always loved to care and conquer, to take the impregnable fortresses of women's hearts, and in bed Gleb was a gentle lover. Therefore, he himself did not expect when, in a fit of anger, he suddenly wanted to tear off this spoiled upstart Sokolov. For some reason, Gleb believed that having sex at work is bad and not professional. And fucking stupid young female students in exchange for a good grade, in general, is a pitiful and unworthy act. But Katya was so good!

So beautiful, so young and incredibly sexy. And now he was in a stupid situation, when you cannot make a decision: to call her on a date or apologize, to ask never to remember this day again. For this should not have happened. After long pro and con, it was decided to apologize to Katerina and delete the incident from her life. They do not pair with each other. Quite from different worlds. She is stupid and windy. And he is mature and looking for a serious relationship. In truth, Gleb was a little nervous when he was going to the university. He did not know how to look Katya in the eyes, how to behave with her. How she will react to his words. And he was unexpectedly surprised when, meeting her gaze at the break, Katya showed no sign of interest. She walked with her friends. they greeted and that's it. He expected at least an awkward glance at the floor, or vice versa, an assumed self-confidence. But she was sweet, light and carefree.

How strange ... For some reason, Gleb was upset. I felt like an old idiot:
“Of course, she didn’t even take it into her head. She is constantly surrounded by crowds of fans and each semester a new boyfriend. Most likely you are not the first of the teachers, who made a discount on the gaps in her education for the sake of sweet girlish charms? Well, of course it is. “In theory, Gleb should have been relieved. He did not have to catch Catherine and speak secretly from prying eyes. His casual sex has done without consequences. Katya, although she was a cheeky narcissist whore, apparently kept silent about their history. He waited some more time, that behind his back they would begin to whisper, but no one giggled and gave him a condemning look. Kate visited couples, skipped on Wednesdays, flirted with the guys, and Gleb read his boring lectures. Everything was as before, as if nothing had happened at all.

But damn it, why did he think so much about it ??! Every morning! and every night before bed ... whenever I saw her at the university ... whenever she greeted him ... when I heard from the audience how she laughs on the street. Gleb thought about her constantly. As if waiting for something. He caught himself thinking that he was always looking for her with his eyes, and with that same wistful look he saw off when she left. He realized that he was angry when he saw her surrounded by other men ... he was upset when she was skipping his subject. She slowly, slowly but surely, filled all his thoughts and eventually turned into some kind of permanent soul.atku“Man, you are a moron,” he said to himself, “only an idiot can fall in love with a stupid horny doll. And it doesn’t matter why she didn’t mess with her friends, and she doesn’t look at you at all, and there’s no hidden meaning in your mean dialogues. Come to yourself! You are too smart for this girl! ”- thought Gleb, and later added -“ and still too old and poor. Stupid ass, waiting for what you want to believe. "

He was returning home from work, was conducting his dismal inner dialogue, and suddenly he saw how brilliant Katina was standing near his house. For a moment, Gleb froze, blood rushed to his head and pounded in his ears. The car drove off and drove forward, leaving the agitated professor behind. A few seconds later disappeared around the bend. “Come back,” thought Gleb. But she did not return, and he struggled with excitement quickly headed home. He literally ran through three flights of stairs. What did she need? Why did she come and why did she leave without waiting? He saw the answer when he went up to his floor. A pink, perfumed heart-shaped envelope protruded from its door. Gleb entered the apartment and put it on the table. From the envelope came the fragrance of Katin's perfume, it was made from thick waterproof paper and it was difficult to determine what was inside. By weight, he was a little heavier than an ordinary letter. Gleb took a shower, warmed up yesterday's dinner and wanted to eat first, and leave Kathino a message for dessert. But as luck would have it, the piece did not crawl into the throat, the appetite was completely gone. Gleb could not think of anything except the pink heart that was waiting for him on the coffee table. He had an erection. Without touching the food, he, worrying like a boy, eagerly approached the cherished package. Gleb knew what was inside and his cock hardened from this thought.

Carefully, in order not to damage the envelope, he pasted it and pulled out the lace-up Katina from there. The ones that were on her that evening. With a low moan, Gleb buried his nose in them and inhaled Her scent. Memories hailed in his mind: Katya takes off her panties. Katya is worth the cancer. Katya sucks. These memories so fascinated Gleb that he did not immediately notice that there was something else in the envelope.

"Oh, you little rubbish ..." There were photos there. There were a lot of them and for all - his favorite student was without clothes.
On one, she was squatting, legs wide apart, on the other she was lying on her back, pressing her knees to her chest. Pieces are twenty and everywhere in various frank poses: then she gently strokes her pink nipples with her fingers, then deeply sticks these same fingers into her ass. The last one showed her pussy in close-up, she was wet and Katyushin had a finger touching the clitoris. For this picture, the girl wrote in small handwriting on her labia “pussy for Gleb”. It was clear that she was shooting herself. Many photos were fuzzy and blurry. But Gleb jerked off on them all night. In his left hand, he squeezed Katina's underwear, but he jerked off his right hand and could not stop at all, only repeated Katya ... Katya, Katyusha ... Katya ... ”

He finished right at the scattered photos, looked at them and the excitement rolled up with a new force. He imagined how this shameless slag photographs herself, how it turns her on. His sperm squirting on Katina charms, on the envelope, which for some reason he so carefully opened. This inscription, “pussy for Gleb,” drove him crazy. She wrote his name! His name without middle name! Wrote on her soft soft lips! The idea that she turns to him, not as a professor, but as a lover, inflamed Gleb even more. In his head, it simultaneously meant as well as an invitation to enter it, and the fact that this treasure belongs to him alone, only he can fuck this wonderful pink bud.

The first couple was with Katina group. Gleb didn’t get enough sleep, but the excitement in his soul required to see the culprit immediately. He felt tired, wrinkled, but happy. I wanted to look at her with the eyes of people who have a common secret (in their case, even two secrets)).Outwardly, he was calm as always, but inside he was burned by overflowing emotions. Katerina appeared in the audience surrounded by her constant retinue.
- Good morning, Gleb Nikolayevich, - And again, indifferent and beautiful, she walked past and began to sleep about something sleepily with her friends. No hint of her visit yesterday. “This is such a game,” Gleb realized, “and ...