Ten minutes later Miriam heard an authoritative knock on her door. "Just a moment!" she called out and ruffled up her hair, assuming a worried expression as she crossed to the door. "Who is it?" she called out in a nervous voice.
"Dean Jones," came the answer, and Miriam opened the door to Dean Jones, who was wearing a worried expression to match her own.
"Come in," she said quickly, closing the door firmly behind him and slipping the lock on. Then she burst into tears and threw her arms around his neck. "I'm so glad you're here!" she wailed, looking up at him gratefully. "I've been so worried! I finally managed to get them to go home. They're going to come back here at six o'clock and I promised we'd meet with them. I thought maybe they'd calm down by then and we could reason with them. I hope I did the right thing!"
Dean Jones smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Miriam," he said, looking a little uncomfortable with her arms still around his neck. "It's always a good idea to have a cooling-off period before trying to talk. Did you find out what all this is about?"
Miriam kept her arms firmly around the dean's neck. "They wouldn't tell me!" she wailed. "I tried to find out but they just kept saying that you'd know. I just don't understand it, Dean. This is a terrible thing to have happen in my library. I hope you don't think any of it's my fault. I handled it the best that I could. I hope you're not disappointed in me!"
"Of course not, Miriam," Dean Jones answered, patting her shoulder awkwardly. "You did exactly the right thing."
"Thank God!" Miriam exclaimed. "I just couldn't bear it if you were disappointed in me. I'd just die!"
Dean Jones' arms tightened around her body. He could feel the heat rising from her breasts in waves and her quivering titties were pressed right up against his chest. "Why, Miriam!" he exclaimed, looking surprised. "I didn't think my opinion was so important to you." He hugged her tightly, pressing her even closer to him. "After last spring, I thought that you didn't really care about how I felt toward you at all."
Miriam promptly burst into fresh tears. "Oh, no!" she wailed. "I was afraid that's what you'd think. And I was too embarrassed to even talk to you about it. You don't know how many times I've thought about it and how many regrets I've had. You just took me by surprise, that's all. And then when I got over being shocked at your proposition, I was afraid to tell you that I felt the same way about you. I thought you'd be angry with me, forever."
Dean Jones tipped Miriam's face up towards him. "There there, Miriam," he said soothingly. "I haven't changed my mind, you know. I still want you, just the same as I did then."
"Oh," Miriam breathed, in a soft, shy voice. "You mean it took a crisis like this to bring us together? It makes me almost glad this whole thing happened." She stood on tiptoe and kissed Dean Jones full on the lips in a warm, grateful kiss, pressing her body tightly against him.
"Ooooooh!" Dean Jones groaned, thinking of nothing except the incredible soft warmness of Miriam's full lips and the way her body was pressed to his. He felt a mighty stirring in his cock and it jumped to life, poking out of her with a hard, thrusting motion.
Before he had time to think about what was happening, his body took over and he was kissing Miriam passionately. Her lush titties rubbed against his chest and flattened up against him and he thrust his stiff, pulsing cock suggestively against her crotch. She moaned as she felt the harshness of his stiff cock and her wet, hungry mouth sought his tongue again and again, pulling it into her own hot mouth like a vacuum and sucking it deep into her throat.
"Oh, John," she breathed, taking her mouth away from him for an instant. "You don't know how many times I've dreamed of his moment. I used to lie in bed, all by myself and imagine how it would feel to have your hands on my body, playing with my nipples and how I would reach out and touch your hard cock and put it inside my wet, hot pussy. Oh, you can't know how much I've wanted you, and now my dream is coming true. Fuck me, John! I can't wait any longer! Please fuck me!"
Miriam wrenched herself free from the dean's embrace and tore her dress from her beautiful, full-breasted figure. "Touch me, John!" she screamed. "I want to feel your hands on my nipples, squeezing and pinching me!" She stepped close to him, lifting both of her heavy boobs in her hands, offering him the quivering mounds of delicious flesh.
"Oh, God!" Dean Jones moaned, grasping the soft knockers as a drowning man clutches a lifesaver. "Your titties are so big and the nipples are like little marbles!"
He squeezed her rock-hard nipples between his fingers, pulling them as far as they would go and then letting them snap back into place. Miriam threw her head back in desire, completely forgetting about the cameras whirring away, filming her passion.
"Suck them, John," she demanded. "Bite my nipples!" and as his head lowered to her throbbing and quivering jugs, she reached out and grasped his hard cock right through the fabric of his pants.
John let out a muffled shout as he felt Miriam's fingers touch his hot, hard cock, and he bit down hard on her nipple, chewing and licking in ecstasy. He had never felt so horny! She was beautiful and her nipples were two hard little pebbles twitching and pulsing between his lips and teeth.
Miriam gassed in real pleasure as she felt her titty being sucked into his hot wet mouth. "Aaaaagh!" she screamed, pressing her fingers even more tightly against his hard cock, straining to get free.
"Fuck me!" she screamed, almost fainting with the pleasure his tongue and lips were giving her. "Put your hard cock in my cunt and fuck me!"
John tore his mouth from her luscious tit and fumbled with his zipper, managing to set his throbbing cock free at last. "Oh, my God!" Miriam screamed in genuine admiration as his powerfully stiffened cock burst free. "You're huge! I've got to have you in my hot pussy! I'll die if you don't fuck me!"
She quickly stepped out of her filmy little panties as the dean speedily removed the rest of his clothing. Then she walked slowly towards him, delighting in the desire in his eyes at her bouncing tits and ass. His powerful cock was standing straight up and a drop of pearly liquid was suspended at its purple cock-head. She dropped to her knees and licked her lips, savoring the male scent of his cock and balls, feeling her hot cunt flow with creamy pussy juice. She drew her head closer and thrust out her tongue, flicking the suspended drop of juice onto her tongue and delighting in the taste.
Dean Jones couldn't believe it! His balls tingled and ached with desire for her. "Oh, God, Miriam! Don't! I want to come in your hot, wet cunt! I can't hold out much longer! I want to ram my hot cock all the way up your steaming cunt!"
Miriam shuddered and fell back to the floor, spreading her legs wider and wider, giving him free access to her creaming hot pussy. "Please, John!" she screamed, completely wild with desire. "I can't wait any more! Put it in me! Put your hot cock in me NOW!!"
John quickly dropped to his knees in front of her, his cock almost at the bursting point. She opened her legs very wide and looked urgently at him, her eyes blazing with lust and need.
John gasped his long, hard cock in his hand, rubbing it over her steaming pussy, enjoying the sight of her glistening, pink pussy, throbbing and clutching in futile attempts to try to capture his hard, swollen cock.
"Please!" Miriam pleaded. "Put your hard cock in me NOW!!"
The dean's cock was beginning to buck and lurch against her hot cunt. He could feel the waves emitting from her steaming cunt and suddenly he could stand it no longer. He had to sink his long cock in her incredibly hot pussy! He grabbed her quivering ass tightly and began to guide his hot cock slowly into her steamy cunt.
Her pussy was smooth and unbelievably hot. She threw her legs around his body as his long hard cock inched its way home. Her long legs held him to her tightly, and her pussy held him even more tightly, her clutching cunt muscles massaging his hard cock like millions of fingers, tightening and grasping around his almost bursting prick, pulling him deeper and deeper into her hot pussy.
John looked down at the writhing, trembling woman beneath him and drove his long cock all the way in, rubbing up against her soft, hot womb. Her eyes fluttered closed as he drove his pulsing cock into her hot cunt, harder and harder with a fierce urgency. She dug her nails into his back, feeling his cock lurch and batter against her womb, filling her swollen pussy completely.
"Oooooooh, God!" she squealed. "It's so good! Fuck me hard, John! Hard!!"
John battered her with brutal force, lunging forcefully and hearing her moans and cries of abandon as his balls slapped hard against her quivering ass-cheeks. She arched her back suddenly, stiffening her body and stretching back her head in ecstasy. She gripped his body tightly and hung on to him for dear life, feeling the intensity of her orgasm building up inside her hot pussy, making her wild with lust. He felt a scalding flood of her cunt-cream as the beginning of her orgasm rippled through her, driving her crazy with passion.
"Aaaagh!!" she screamed. "I'm coming!! Shoot me full of your cock-juice, John! Come with meeee!"
John grasped her slick ass-cheeks and thrust again and again into her pulsing cunt. His cock began to jerk uncontrollably and he felt the fluid build up, tingling in his balls, ready to jet into her hot, waiting cunt.
He thrust once more and then he was coming right along with her, jetting out burst after burst of jizz, soaking her swollen pussy with his spasms and feeling the shudder of her final climax draining the last drop from his throbbing prick. He heard her screams from a distance as he collapsed against her soft, hot body, the breath coming from his tortured lungs in gasps, knowing in his throbbing balls that she was the best fuck he had ever had.
After a few moments, Dean Jones shook his head and sat up, "I never knew it could be like this," he gasped, looking down as Miriam smiled up at him in lazy satisfaction. "I've never felt so good in my whole life."
"Do you understand Professor Harris and Ginny a little better now?" Miriam asked, her voice soft but her message coming through to him all the same.
"Oh, God!" John moaned as the truth of her words struck him with a flash of insight. "Oh, Miriam, I almost made a terrible mistake. I almost fired Harold Harris for the very same thing I just enjoyed. I've really been a stuffed-shirted fool. God! I hope it's not too late." He twisted his hands nervously and looked ready to jump out of his skin. "I've got to find Harold right away and tell him that I've finally seen the light. Fucking isn't bad." He grinned down at her. "As a matter of fact, with you, it's damn good!"
Miriam pushed him up gently, freeing herself from his body and picking up the phone. "I think you should tell Harold what you've just discovered," she suggested gently. "I'm sure hell understand."
She spoke softly into the receiver and then turned to Dean Jones, noting the surprised expression on his face. "You'd better get dressed, John, if you want to look like the dean of a progressive college! Harold will be here in just a moment and you'll have the opportunity to tell him yourself."
"Miriam!" John exclaimed, a grin spreading over his face as he realized that he had been duped. "I really should be upset at the way you fooled me, but I'm not." He reached out and grasped Miriam's quivering tit, squeezing it playfully in his hand. "You're a fox, Miriam Simms!" he laughed, rising to put on his clothes.
Five minutes later, the whole group was gathered in Miriam's small office. Dean Jones looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar and a foolish grin spread over his face as he looked around at the group surrounding him.
"I've really been a prize fool," he remarked, grinning at the assembled group. "I'm really glad it happened, though. If you kids hadn't shocked some sense into my head, I might never have balled Miriam. And Harold would have been out looking for another job and our physics department would never have been the same. I guess I owe all of you an apology and a big thank you."
After the whole scene had been explained to Dean Jones, he sat behind Miriam's desk, laughing. "That's great!" he shouted, his huge laugh booming out. "Then you were going to take the videotape and threaten to show it if I didn't reinstate Harold, right? I've got to hand it to you. You really had a good plan going."
"You mean you're not mad at us?" Ginny asked timidly, her voice quavering.
"Mad at you? Why, my dear girl. I'm grateful! Just think of what I would have missed if you hadn't planned all this!" Dean Jones laughed, winking at Miriam, who stood by his side looking flushed and pleased.
"We'll turn the videotape over to you, sir," Ching offered. "That was a last resort, just in case Miriam couldn't change your mind about Ginny and Professor Harris."
"Great!" Dean Jones exclaimed. "You don't suppose you could edit it for me, do you? I think Miriam and I would like to watch it. It might be a real kick. I'm getting horny just thinking about it!"
Everyone broke out into laughter at the horny expression on Dean Jones' face. "We could set up the portable monitor and screen it at the frat house," Linc offered. "Then we could party afterwards," he suggested, winking at Dean Jones.
"Great idea!" Dean Jones exclaimed. "It's about time I did a little more partying and a little less work. How about it, Miriam? Sound like a good idea? I might even find out what Ginny was doing that had Harold so excited!"
Miriam nodded, her smile lighting up the whole room. "It sounds like a real ball!" she exclaimed, sending Fat Susie into a spasm of giggling.
"Let's all meet at the frat house tomorrow night for a sneak preview. I've got a little surprise up my sleeve," Susie said.
The next evening when the group pulled up in front of the frat house, they noticed a flagpole on the front lawn. At the very top, waving gaily in the breeze, was a pair of Fat Susie's mammoth panties with a legend in red letters, inscribed across the ass.
"Best Fucking Campus in the West!" the panties proclaimed, and even Dean Jones had to agree that the flag was very appropriate!