Abby was in the middle of grading mid-terms when her phone buzzed, it was a text from her husband Tom, “Working late again don’t wait up” typical she thought almost every Friday her husband had to work late, she had long suspected he was having an affair, he wasn’t fucking her that was for sure. She was turning forty-five on Saturday which generally meant her husband felt obligated to put out and on their anniversary. What the fuck was the point of all the hours she spent in the gym all week, what was the point of the thousands of dollars of lingerie in her dresser, what was the point of trying anymore if her husband had lost interest.
It was 6:30 most of the other professors had left for the weekend, she could hear Carl the janitor coming down the hallway , she suddenly had a crazy idea, sliding her skirt down she moved her chair around her desk , turning off the lights in her office then she sat and waited for Carl the janitor to come closer in the meantime she began rubbing her clit it was getting wetter the more she thought about Carl opening the door and catching her in the act, she heard the knob turning and the door begin to creek open “ Oh god, sorry I thought no one was in here” suddenly she saw Carl’s eyes get wider and she felt her juices running down her thigh “ Oh its ok, did you want to watch? I don’t mind and it will be our secret” “Uh…are you sure? I mean this isn’t a set up is it?” “