Can I give you a lift back to the dorm?

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"Sure, Professor," she replies. "But weren't you going to help me study?"

"Let's do that first," you tell her. You study with her until you feel she's caught up. You're about to put her books away when you hear your front door opening. Your boss's boss, Helen Xavier, walks into the room.

"Hello, Dean Xavier," you say. "Can I help you with anything?"

"Professor Foster," the dean replies sternly, "why is there a student in your dwelling?"

"She's a late arrival," you inform the dean. "I was helping her get caught up. Gabrielle, this is Helen Xavier. Dean Xavier, Gabrielle is a foreign exchange student. I didn't want her to be behindhand in her work, so I was tutoring her so she could be at the same spot as the rest of the class by today's lecture."

"That's very generous of you," Dean Xavier replies. "But be that as it may, you're not supposed to fraternize with students. While your intentions were good, you don't want to leave an impression of impropriety. We're already looking into the case of Professor Anderson, who appears to have married a student earlier this year, and we don't need even a whiff of scandal in addition to that situation."

Gabrielle gasps. It seems she was unaware of the situation involving Professor Anderson and Katya. "Meet me in my office at 6 p.m. today, Professor, and we'll discuss this situation more," Dean Xavier tells you. "As for you, young lady, are you all caught up on your philosophy?"

Gabrielle nods. "I think so."

"She is," you confirm. "We were just finishing up the tutoring session when you arrived."

"Good," says the dean. "I'll run her back to her dorm. Go ahead and prepare your lecture for today, Professor Foster."

You close the door of the office behind you. You and Dean Xavier are the only ones left in the entire building, as everyone else has already gone home.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" you inquire.

"Two things," she replies. "One, we're not going to punish you for tutoring a student, but I have to give you a verbal warning to be careful about the no-fraternization policy. Especially since it looks like we may have to discipline Professor Anderson severely."

"What's the second thing, Dean Xavier?" you respond.

The dean removes her coat and stands up. She's wearing a low-cut blouse and a short skirt. "Call me Helen, Jack," she purrs. "You'll have to sign this written agreement that neither of us will use this relationship to alter anything about our professional relationship or behavior and that certifies that neither one of us was forced into anything or sexually harassed -- we're just two consenting adults that work at the same workplace and also happen to want a consensual sexual relationship. I want you to be my lover (for the moment), and if more develops than that we'll let it happen. My husband died 5 years ago and I've been so lonely..."

You look over the dean's body. She's probably in her mid-50's but has kept herself in great shape . She's muscular, trim, and her chest, unconstrained by a bra, is still quite firm. You estimate that she has C-cups. Her white hair, which had been in a tight bun when you walked in, is now flowing in soft curls down to her shoulders.

"Okay, Helen," you grin, signing the consent form. She adds her signature and removes her clothes. You also quickly strip. She locks the door to her office and wraps you in a tight hug. Your pole stiffens as she presses against you.

"Mmmmm," she murmurs. "So how should we start, Jack?"

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