Bonus Epilogue
Harriet
a few years later…
I stand in front of the mirror in our bedroom and stare at myself. I definitely have a bit more junk in my trunk than I did before carrying two satyr babies. Twins. Both boys.
So yeah, I had half human-half goat babies.
They’re legit kids. Get it? That thought still makes me chuckle every time I think about it.
Those gorgeous boys, Thaddeus and Mathias look just like their daddy, except that Thad has my bright blue eyes.
It’s the only way you can tell that I participated in creating them. I wouldn’t change anything.
Tonight the boys are over at Atticus and Vivian’s house playing with their kids so that Jace and I can have some alone adult play time. And I’ve got a big surprise for my delicious husband. He’s just finishing up recording a new set of lectures so he’s working in his office.
I turn slightly so I can see the back of my tiny plaid skirt. Yep, I’m dressing up to play the easy school girl for my super hot professor. I’ve even got the knee socks on. My ass cheeks hang out the bottom of my skirt making it difficult to tell if I’m wearing nothing underneath or a thong.
The shirt is buttoned-up half way, and then tied under my boobs. It’s a thin white shirt that leave nothing to the imagination with my black lace push-up bra underneath.
I slick on some bright red lipstick—not something I wear very often, but tonight it definitely has a purpose. I pull my hair up into a high ponytail, then head to Jace’s office.
I rap my knuckle son the door lightly.
“Professor Jace?” I ask, poking my head inside. We’ve played this game before so the minute he hears that name from my lips, his golden eyes darken.
He steeples his hands together under his chin. “Miss Chambers, how can I help you?”
I slip inside his office, then lock the door behind me.
“That is most improper, Miss Chambers.”
I release an airy laugh. “I need to talk to you. Privately thought professor. You understand, don’t you?” I tug on the heavy ‘V’ of my shirt, lowering it a little to draw his eyes to my cleavage.
I walk around his desk and hike a hip up on the edge.
“Are you here to discuss your grades? Because they are terrible. I’m very disappointed in you, Miss Chambers. I expected you to work harder.”
I bite down on my lips. “Yes, I understand. It’s just that you were much… harder…” I emphasize that last word, letting my eyes skate down his beautifully sculpted torso. “So much harder than I was anticipating.” I prop a foot up on his chair and press it so the wheels roll him backwards.
When the bottom half of his body is revealed, he’s already rock hard, his perfect, huge dick reaching up towards me.
I lick my lips and fall to my knees. “I was hoping I could show you just how diligent of a worker I can be.”
“Is that so?” He turns his chair to face me, bracing his furred legs further apart. His hooves scrape against the hard floor mat beneath his rolling chair. “What did you have in mind? Because I have to tell you, you are currently failing my class.”
I gasp, then open my shirt, letting is slip off my shoulders so I’m left in my lacy bra. “I will work so hard for you, Professor.”
Then I lean forward and lick straight up his dick, from root to tip.
“An excellent start, but you have much groundwork to make up. Get to sucking. Let’s see how much of my big, fat cock you can fit into your mouth.”
His filthy words flood my pussy with arousal. I want to suck him off, but I also want him to fuck me. Still, I open my mouth as wide as possible, relaxing my jaw and I suck the head of his dick into my mouth.
“Harriet,” he groans my name, bucking up from his seat to shove more of his length into my throat.
I close my eyes to further relax my throat so I don’t gag on him. Then I bob myself up and down, slurping and licking all over his extraordinary length. I’m making a mess of him with my lipstick which means it’s making a mess on my face. I don’t even care.
“You really are hot for teacher, aren’t you?” he asks.
I nod, moaning around his erection.
“I could spend myself down your throat, but I think I’d prefer to bend you over my desk and fuck you. Then you can go into class with my cum dripping down your legs. Is that what you want?”
I open my eyes, pulling back and releasing him. “Yes, professor. Fill me with your cum.”
“Stand up then and bend yourself over. Show me that pussy. Are you dripping for me?”
“Yes.” I stand and bend at the waist, laying my chest onto his desk.
He flips my skirt up, revealing my mostly bare ass. “Is this what you call panties?” He tugs on the string of my thong. “You put this on just for me, didn’t you? So hot for your professor that you come in here just like my dirty little cum slut.”
One of his hooves kicks lightly into my right foot.
“Spread your legs wider. We’re not taking these panties off. I’m going to fuck you with them on, then you’re going to trip all my cum into them.”
“Yes,” I hiss, opening my stance even more. “Fuck me. Make me your dirty cum slut. Is that how I’ll pass your class?”
“I think we can work out an arrangement. But I need dedication, Miss Chambers. I need you in my office, bent over this desk every day.”
Then he grabs my thong and pulls it to the side as he slams inside of me. We’ve had sex hundreds of times, but the fullness of him never fails to surprise me in that first thrust.
“So full, Professor. Your cock is so big.”
“That’s right. You love this big cock, don’t you?”
With every thrust, his balls smack up against my clit. It’s not going to take me long and I’m going to come all over him.
“I love your big cock. I love you. Jace!”
“I love you too, beautiful. Goddamn, you look so fucking hot bent over like this. The way your pussy sucks my dick inside your tight body. So fucking good.”
“I’m not going to last,” I tell him. “Shit, I’m already coming.”
“That’s it, my love. You come all over my dick. Squeezing me so good.” Then he’s climaxing with me, the flood of his release pushes me directly into another orgasm.
I shriek, my feet leaving the ground briefly as he fucks into me.
Then he pull out of me and sits back in his chair, pulling me into his lap.
“We made a mess,” he says. He kisses my forehead, then my nose.
“We can clean it up later.” I wrap my arms around his chest, resting my cheek against his bare skin. “I love playing that game with you.”
“I do too. So damn hot. But I also love just making love to you as my wife and favorite person in the world.”
“Do you think if I got pregnant again, we’d have another set of twins?” I ask.
“Why? Is the house feeling too quiet for you?”
“No, but I was thinking we could maybe try for some more.”
“Anything you want, beautiful.”
“I love our life together, Jace.”
“I love our life.”