“Professor? Why are you here so late?” the Dean demanded in his cultured English voice.

I heard the deep murmur of Professor Calix’s voice. “I have tons of work to get through. I decided to pull an all-nighter.”

“Hmm. And you’re... all alone in here?”

There was a shrug in Calix’s voice. “My TA is still out on her maternity leave. Who else would possibly work so late with me?”

Gawd the man sounded so calm and collected no one would believe he had been drilling my pussy just seconds ago!

“Hmm,” the Dean repeated. I could almost sense him looking around the office.

“Something wrong Sir?” Calix demanded.

“Hmmmm,”...