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and would make her fair game for every male student and faculty member who wanted to make a pass in the future. She got hit on enough as it was, but most of her colleagues respected the fact she kept work and her personal life entirely separate. Sleeping with a student, no matter how gorgeous and persuasive, was really pretty stupid.
Unfortunately, the Incredible Quinn had that effect on her.
Brain activity suspended, body strictly in charge.
With a small sigh, she slid out of bed and padded toward the bathroom. Quietly she closed the door and turned on the shower, 56
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contemplating how many times she had gotten out of bed early and tried not to wake Brian. Sunday mornings were the only ones he slept in, and she had done her best not to disturb him.
Gazing in the mirror, she gave her body a critical look as the water heated up. Thanks to exercise—and she did work out three times a week without fail—and good genes, she had stayed slim and decently firm in the right places. Not the body of a twenty year old, but at thirty-six, who would expect it?
Her nipples were tender and a little red, which wasn’t a surprise. Her young lover was obviously a breast man, and he had touched, licked, and sucked until she had almost come just from that. Her pussy, too felt slightly sore from all the sexual excess, but she doubted there was a woman on the planet who would feel sorry for her for the minor discomfort.
Jana stepped into the tiled shower and felt the gush of the hot water over her sensitive skin.
He was still asleep when she emerged a half an hour later from the bathroom. Sprawled so carelessly across the bed, he looked more delicious than ever. She had to wonder with wry inner amusement if any of the girls who already panted over him saw Jake now, gloriously naked, beautifully asleep, what they would think.
That she was one lucky woman, probably.
It remained an open issue.
* * * *
Second day in a row, morning coffee with the delectable Dr.
Johnson.
Oh yeah .
Jake leaned back and sipped from his cup, wondering what price he was going to have to pay for this good fortune. Nothing was free. At least he’d never found life to be that way. That was Watcher
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fine, he was willing to make good if it meant he sat in the breakfast nook off Jana’s kitchen, sipping really good coffee and smiling at her across the table.
In the morning light, she looked fresh and desirable as always, her hair shining, her skin clear and fresh. She wore the same jeans, a simple cotton tee-shirt with the university logo on it, and could have passed for being about half her age.
No bra, just like his recommendation.
He had to wonder if her husband had felt this same way, a constant level of sexual awareness that she seemed to inspire. Even before this lucky-as-hell weekend, he’d felt it, even when she did little more than say hello as they passed in the hall or maybe exchanged a few pleasant words after a faculty meeting.
For breakfast she’d set out bagels and fresh fruit, and as they ate, he wondered if she had regrets again. As always, she was outwardly reserved, even when dressed like a gorgeous teenager and after a night of uninhibited sex.
Not certain about his next move at all, Jake took a final sip of coffee. “I’d better go, I suppose. I still have a bunch of papers to grade.”
She nodded, her blue eyes unreadable. “I have a genetics midterm to get ready. That exam always sneaks up on me.”
He hesitated for a moment, toying with his empty cup. “It goes without saying I want to see you again.”
She glanced away. The informal eating area was rounded and had tall beautiful windows. She seemed to find the scarlet leaves of a tree just beginning to turn outside fascinating. Finally, she said slowly, “I am not sure how I feel about all this.”
“We seem to have some pretty powerful chemistry, Jana.”
“Physically, yes, we do.” She looked away from the tree and at him with what seemed like
Unfortunately, the Incredible Quinn had that effect on her.
Brain activity suspended, body strictly in charge.
With a small sigh, she slid out of bed and padded toward the bathroom. Quietly she closed the door and turned on the shower, 56
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contemplating how many times she had gotten out of bed early and tried not to wake Brian. Sunday mornings were the only ones he slept in, and she had done her best not to disturb him.
Gazing in the mirror, she gave her body a critical look as the water heated up. Thanks to exercise—and she did work out three times a week without fail—and good genes, she had stayed slim and decently firm in the right places. Not the body of a twenty year old, but at thirty-six, who would expect it?
Her nipples were tender and a little red, which wasn’t a surprise. Her young lover was obviously a breast man, and he had touched, licked, and sucked until she had almost come just from that. Her pussy, too felt slightly sore from all the sexual excess, but she doubted there was a woman on the planet who would feel sorry for her for the minor discomfort.
Jana stepped into the tiled shower and felt the gush of the hot water over her sensitive skin.
He was still asleep when she emerged a half an hour later from the bathroom. Sprawled so carelessly across the bed, he looked more delicious than ever. She had to wonder with wry inner amusement if any of the girls who already panted over him saw Jake now, gloriously naked, beautifully asleep, what they would think.
That she was one lucky woman, probably.
It remained an open issue.
* * * *
Second day in a row, morning coffee with the delectable Dr.
Johnson.
Oh yeah .
Jake leaned back and sipped from his cup, wondering what price he was going to have to pay for this good fortune. Nothing was free. At least he’d never found life to be that way. That was Watcher
57
fine, he was willing to make good if it meant he sat in the breakfast nook off Jana’s kitchen, sipping really good coffee and smiling at her across the table.
In the morning light, she looked fresh and desirable as always, her hair shining, her skin clear and fresh. She wore the same jeans, a simple cotton tee-shirt with the university logo on it, and could have passed for being about half her age.
No bra, just like his recommendation.
He had to wonder if her husband had felt this same way, a constant level of sexual awareness that she seemed to inspire. Even before this lucky-as-hell weekend, he’d felt it, even when she did little more than say hello as they passed in the hall or maybe exchanged a few pleasant words after a faculty meeting.
For breakfast she’d set out bagels and fresh fruit, and as they ate, he wondered if she had regrets again. As always, she was outwardly reserved, even when dressed like a gorgeous teenager and after a night of uninhibited sex.
Not certain about his next move at all, Jake took a final sip of coffee. “I’d better go, I suppose. I still have a bunch of papers to grade.”
She nodded, her blue eyes unreadable. “I have a genetics midterm to get ready. That exam always sneaks up on me.”
He hesitated for a moment, toying with his empty cup. “It goes without saying I want to see you again.”
She glanced away. The informal eating area was rounded and had tall beautiful windows. She seemed to find the scarlet leaves of a tree just beginning to turn outside fascinating. Finally, she said slowly, “I am not sure how I feel about all this.”
“We seem to have some pretty powerful chemistry, Jana.”
“Physically, yes, we do.” She looked away from the tree and at him with what seemed like
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