Jane Fox - Sucking coeds

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!