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Teaching - Office Hours
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Teaching - Office Hours As a professor I have to have regular office hours for my students to be able to see me regarding issues that concern my classes. Last week I was in my office grading my summer finals and packing some items I wanted to take home since I would not be back for a month. It was one of those rare days in Southern California when we have summer showers, and I figured most people would be off campus to avoid getting rained upon. As I was at my desk a knock on my office door startled me, and I went over and open it, to my surprise it was this attractive redhead that was in my class that ended the day before. She asked me if we could talk for a few minutes, and I let her in. I went back to my desk, and she sat in the chair opposite of me. I asked her how I could help her, knowing the class was already finished. She began by telling me how she enjoyed the class, and my lectures. However, she told me she was afraid she was not going to pass the class and how she had been having personal issues with her ex-husband that had been causing her a great amount of grief that caused her to have to put her studies to the side while dealing with him. As she sat there I must admit I was sort of listening, but I was also staring at her thighs that were exposed through the bottom of her knee high rain coat. I know she noticed I was looking, but she kept on with her explanation. As she continued with her story she revealed to me that she really needed to pass this course and one other to graduate, and by doing so she would be able to move away from him and free herself from his antics. At this point I concentrated on making eye contact due to the severity of her situation. I felt her pain, since as a student I had an issue that made me fall behind in a class and my professor allowed me to do an extra project in order to pass the class myself. I asked her if she had come with a proposal on how she could raise her grade. She quipped in jest that since she was working as a stripper she could give me a lap dance, and gave me a chuckle as the words left her mouth. I am not sure what she said for a few seconds after that because all I could do in imagine her on a pole spinning around. Next thing I knew is I blurted out..."Here or somewhere else?" Her eyes lit up in astonishment thinking that her joke was now getting serious. "Here works for me" she exclaimed. I don't think either of us were serious, but next thing I knew I was locking my door and she was closing the blinds, and pulling out her iPod to find some music. It seemed surreal that every<b> teachers </font></b>fantasy was about to come true. I must admit that I was nervous that someone might hear what was going on, but I also knew the campus was pretty empty since the summer session was over and not many people were on campus...even less were on the third floor of my building. As the music began, she started to untie her raincoat exposing her summer dress that was very low cut showing her milky white cleavage. All sorts of things entered my mind at this time. She moved like summers breeze swaying her hips and began to come closer. Next thing I knew her dress was laying on the ground and she was taking off her bra and panties. She began pressing her breasts against me, and moving with the sultry actions of an experienced dancer. To say she aroused me is an understatement. Her soft lips pressing against my ears and next got my attention right away. The dance continued, and as I sat back to enjoy I began to rub the back of her thighs. They were soft as silk, and my hands glided to her beautiful ass and I began to rub her. It wasn't but a few seconds and she took off my shirt and started kissing my nipples. I cannot remember anything for a few minutes, but suddenly we were both naked and her lips were now upon my cock. A few minutes later we were laying on the floor and I had begun to lick her sweet, shaved pussy. The passion of the moment was so intense. As we laid there wrapped in each others arm I could hear people talking in the hall and as they passed my door I thought I was busted. Fortunately, they walked past knowing nothing about what was happening behind my door. She was AMAZING! Soft, sweet, gorgeous...and began to ask me to punish her for being a bad student. I asked her if she had a brush so I could spank her. without hesitation she gave it and got one her hands and knees. She so enjoyed it and I asked her if she enjoyed being disciplined, and of course she replied that she did. As the time passed I had thought I cannot let this be a one time thing. A beautiful young student with a desire to be disciplined...perfect. Almost an hour and a half had passed and having an appointment of my own that day I knew we had to finish up. She also had to get to work, so it was decided that we would meet up soon and continue to explore her wild side. As we were dressing she asked me what her new grade would be. In turn I asked what she would like, and she said a C would be fine. "You only want a C?" I asked..."Don't worry, I will take care of it for you". After we were finished getting dressed she kissed me goodbye and left. As I sat back at my desk I felt myself smiling uncontrollably as I entered her grade...A. I couldn't help myself, and thought how could someone get a C for what she had just done. |
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Well... Did you two meet up again to explore that wild side of hers and... just how wild did she get?
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