“Penny, you’re forgetting that James is loaded. Money is definitely a pro, even if you don’t think so.”
I winced. “That’s really not important to me.
Melissa rolled her eyes. “Too late, it’s on the list. Now Tyler.”
“Tyler is really sweet too and sexy. But he’s also a great friend. He’s thoughtful and he’s definitely patient. He’s a really nice guy.”
“Okay, cons for James?”
“James can be pretty controlling.” Or is that a pro? I felt myself blushing. “He kind of has a bad temper and he is quite a bit older. He can be pretty mysterious at times too.” And he’s my professor, I have to keep our relationship a secret, and I have to lie constantly.
“Isn’t him being mysterious a good thing? I feel like that probably makes him even sexier.”
I shrugged. “I don’t like that he’s held things back from me.” But he just told me his secrets. We’re in a good place.
“Cons for Tyler?”
“Well, he’s graduating soon. So I don’t really know what his plans are after school.”
“And?”
“I don’t know. Tyler is really nice. There aren’t any other cons I can think of.”
Melissa held up the list. “James definitely has more cons than Tyler.”
I bit my lip. Of course James had more cons than Tyler.
“Well I think you know how you feel now.”
“What?”
“Penny, you look like you’re in pain.”
I shook my head. “No, it’s just… all those different points aren’t even with each other. Some things are more important than others.”
Melissa put the paper down. “I think I know what this is about. It’s the sex, isn’t it?”
“No!” I bit my lip again. “I don’t know. It’s just that James… he makes me feel… ugh,” I put my face in my hands.
“Okay, so the sex is amazing. And what about Tyler?”
“We haven’t done that.”
“You’re joking.”
“No.”
“So maybe that’s your answer. You need to have sex with Tyler and then you can properly decide.”
“I can’t do that to James.”
“You were about to on Friday when I walked in on you guys.”
“But that was before I talked to James.”
“Well, the answer seems pretty obvious then. It’s James. Clearly it’s always been James.”
***
I sat at my desk hoping that the speech before mine would never end. Because as soon as it did, I was up. I glanced down at the outfit I had worn to try to impress Professor Hunter. Or is it Tyler? Either way, it was too much. My tank top combined with my pushup bra showed entirely too much cleavage, and my skirt was too tight and too short. I don’t know how high the heels were, but they were definitely too high for me to comfortably walk in. Why did I choose this outfit?
“Penny Taylor,” said Professor Hunter.
Here we go. I grabbed my notes and shakily approached the podium. By some miracle, I didn’t break my ankle in my heels.
I looked out at the class. Tyler was smiling at me. Seeing him gave me a boost of confidence. He looked sexier than ever.
I glanced down at my paper. My speech sucked. I took a deep breath. I had a better idea. Tyler staring at me with his sexy smile was just the confidence boost I needed. “I could lie about the reason why I chose to major in marketing. I could say it was to get a decent job when I graduate or that someone recommended it to me. But that’s not true. I picked it for one reason only. Because sex sells. And everyone loves sex.”
Professor Hunter shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he watched me. I liked seeing him squirm.
“Using sex in advertising does require some skill, though. The first step is knowing your target audience. In the case of this speech, my audience is Professor Hunter and a class of about 60% guys. So I figure that this would be received favorably.” I untucked my tank top and pulled it over my head.
I paused for a moment to make eye contact with the class. Tyler and the majority of the guys in the class looked excited, Professor Hunter was scribbling something furiously, and a lot of the girls were rolling their eyes.
“One common pitfall of sex in advertising is that an ad might only target one gender, but really, both guys and girls are probably going to view it, so it’s important to cater to both. Can I please have a volunteer?”
Tyler’s hand shot into the air, along with a few other guys in the room.
“How about the handsome gentleman in the back row. Come up here and give me a hand.”
Professor Hunter looked less than thrilled as Tyler made his way to the front of the class. He was wearing jeans and a polo. He looked sexy as hell.
“Like I was saying, it’s important to cater to both sexes.” I grabbed the bottom of Tyler’s polo and pulled it over his head. His abs were even more fantastic than I remembered. “Isn’t this more appealing, girls?” I asked, and the girls in the audience definitely seemed to agree. Professor Hunter, on the other hand, did not. His eyebrows were lowered more than ever before. I wanted him to know what it felt like to have to share me. And I wanted Tyler’s hard cock inside of me. I was aching for him and only him.
“Another consideration when using sex in advertising is to decide how explicit to make it.” I grabbed Tyler’s hand and brought it to my lips. I lightly bit the tip of his index finger.
Tyler gulped.
I slowly slid his finger in and out of my mouth. There was fire in his eyes. He was going to fuck me harder than I had ever been fucked.
Professor Hunter cleared his throat. “I think this speech is running a bit long, Miss Taylor.”
“Length is important. Sometimes, you just need to give your audience exactly what they want.” I unbuttoned and unzipped Tyler’s pants. He pushed his jeans and boxers to the floor and stepped out of them and his shoes. Despite everyone watching, Tyler had a huge erection. Huge. It was even better than I had imagined. He was completely naked, waiting for me, wanting me. I had never seen anything sexier in my life.
I turned to the class. All the girls were staring at Tyler. But they couldn’t have him. He was all mine.
“Take your clothes off!” one of the guys in the class yelled.
I took a deep breath. Are you sure you want to do this, Penny? A quick glance down at Tyler’s throbbing cock helped me make up my mind. Yes.
“Miss Taylor, you shouldn’t be doing this,” Professor Hunter said, interrupting my train of thought.
“What, like I shouldn’t have googled you?”
Professor Hunter looked furious. Good.
“Thanks for the distraction, because that reminds me, distractions are a big problem for advertisers. So, sometimes delayed gratification is not ideal in advertising. You need to nail your point home.” I reached back and unhooked my bra. Then I let the straps slide down my arms, revealing my breasts to everyone in the class. I flung it in the direction of Professor Hunter before sliding my skirt and thong down my legs.