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You wanted to see me? Should I close the door? No, I'm going to close the door.

I think you want me to. There, it's just us now. Was there a problem with my final paper, sir? Oh, okay.

What do we need to talk about? Hmm. I see.

Um. Well, not a conversation I expected today. What brought this on? Why do you suddenly want to talk about what's going on between us? Too much? How is it too much? We've had coffee a few times, and we've made out in your car a bunch.

That's really what's going on here. Yeah. I know.

You're my professor, my teacher, and it can get messy, but it doesn't have to. I'm a legal adult. What are they going to do? They won't fire you for this, will they? Well, that math prof last year started dating a student, and I'm pretty sure they're, like, engaged now, and he didn't get fired.

No. In fact, this school has one of the most well-known reputations for looking the other way, as long as the student in question is legal, which I very much am. I'm in my last year.

I mean, six months from now, I'm not even going to be your student anymore. So what's the problem? No, I don't want to wait until then.

Look, if I remember correctly, it was you that kissed me that night we ran into each other in the coffee shop. Yeah, you made the first move. So why are you telling me now that this can't happen? You should have said that weeks ago.

I'm not getting upset. You know what? Yes, I am.

I'm getting upset, because I feel like you're screwing me around. You told me you wanted to be with me, you wanted to try whatever this was, and now you're, what, afraid? You're a coward? Well, I'm pretty sure you're trying to break up with me, so it doesn't really matter what I say at this point, does it?

No. And I don't even need to worry about your bias influencing my grades, because remember, your TAs mark my papers. See, we even did that right, so that there's no favoritism or anything silly like that.

And to be honest, I'm getting tired of having to sneak around. Yeah. I mean, I want to be able to go out in public with you.

I want to hold your hand. I want to sit in a movie theater. I want to go walk through the mall.

I want to have dinner in a restaurant. I want to take you home to meet my parents. Eventually, maybe, if it goes there.

But right now, that's not even a possibility. I don't know what the connection was between us, I don't know where it came from, but I know that we both felt it as though we'd been hit by fucking lightning. Yeah.

The first time you kissed me, that's what you told me. Were you lying? Okay, good.

Well, at least there's that. I did. I did mention taking things to the next level last time we went out.

It was like two days ago, of course I remember. Well, the next level? Why are you asking me what that is? Shouldn't you know? Well, think about it.

When I said it, what were you doing? Yeah, we were kissing, but what else was happening? Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I was straddling your lap and you were rubbing your cock against me. Mm-hmm. And that's why I said we should take it to the next level, because you clearly want to.

And I don't know where this sudden change of heart has come from, but I can tell by the way you're looking at me that it's not actually a thing. Were you feeling guilty because I'm a student? Are you afraid that you're going to get fired? I don't understand.

In six months, this problem goes away. So, as much as I don't like being secret about everything, I mean, I'd rather that than not have it. Okay, you look really lost right now.

Come here, come here. It's just a hug, relax. Better? Yeah? Good.

I understand. There's a lot to consider here, but it's temporary. And you're not that much older than me.

You're one of the youngest profs on this campus. So, like, it's not like you're, you know, old enough to be my father or something. The age cap isn't that big a deal.

And I meant it. I want to take it to the next level. I think you do, too.

From the way you're holding me against you. What do you mean, what am I doing? What does it look like I'm doing? I'm taking off my shirt.

Yeah? Well, you've had your hands under it, but you've never actually seen my chest. I know you like them, though.

That's the place your hands go when we kiss. So here you go. Let's move the bra.

There. Now look at me and tell me you want to walk away from this. I didn't think so.

In fact, correct me if I'm wrong. One of the things that you said you wanted to do while we were making out was fuck me in your office. Remember? And with the way you were grinding me on your cock at the time, I felt your reaction to that.

We haven't had sex yet, but maybe it's time we do. Right here. Right now.

Do you have another appointment coming in? Are there other students that you need to see? Faculty going to walk in? It's the end of the day, so campus is emptying out pretty well.

And I'm wearing a skirt, which wasn't intentional, but I'm suddenly glad that I am. Yeah. Sit in your chair.

Now let's get this belt out of the way. And you like this idea? You're getting hard already.

I've wanted to put my hand in your pants ever since I started taking your class. There it is. So warm.

So smooth against my hand. So fucking eager. Why don't you touch them while I hold your cock in my hand? Why don't you touch my breasts? Big, perfect nipples pointing right at you.

There'll be a nice handful for you. There you go. Your hands are as warm as I expected they would be.

Now, sir, do you want to lift my skirt, pull my panties to the side, and plunge this rock-hard cock deep in my tight little pussy? The way you just twitched in my hand, I'll take that as a yes. If you sit right there, you can play with my tits while you do it.

Oh, don't worry about that. I'm plenty wet. Just the idea of this, just the fact that I'm touching you, the way you're looking at me.

We should have done this long ago, that first night. Yeah. When you walked me back to my car.

After we had coffee. And you pushed me against the side and you kissed me for the first time. I felt how much you wanted me then.

And you want me even more now. Every time you kiss me, you can't help but imagine what my mouth feels like. What it feels like to have me suck your cock.

Oh, sir. You're in for a treat. I happen to love doing that.

And as I'm stroking you, as you're getting harder in my hand, I can tell that you like the idea of me on my knees. So let's do that, shall we? Get this amazing cock nice and ready.

No, just stay still. Just watch my tongue come out. And lick you.

Isn't that what you wanted? Okay. I know.

I know you care about me. It isn't just about this or we would have done it before now. But right now, it is about this.

Because I think you need a reminder of why we're so good together. That's right, sir. Enjoy my mouth all over your cock.

Watch me. Watch me. You keep glancing at the door.

Do you want to move forward so I'm under the desk just in case anybody comes in? No? Hopefully they knock first.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

You like that, don't you? That's what you fantasize about after you drop me off, go home, get into bed, and stroke yourself, thinking of my mouth, my tits, my pussy. Mmm.

Admit it. How often do you touch yourself thinking about me? Daily? Same.

Ever since that night you had me grind on you and you almost came. I've thought about it. I've dreamed about it.

I've waited until my roommate is sound asleep with her headphones on to slip my hand in my own panties. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. The touch my clit.

The push my fingers into myself and feel the wetness that gathers there when I think about it. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

I take that wetness and I spread it over my clit and I rub. And with my other hand I pinch my nipple, close my eyes, and picture you. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Are you about to cum, sir? You can cum in my mouth if you want. But I have other plans.

Plans that involve my pussy. I better stop. Not only will we not make it to my pussy, but I don't really want to have to explain being covered in cum when I walk out of here.

That's a little too much, even for me. But maybe when we're alone, in private, you can coat me, spray it all over me, cover me in your fucking cum. Oh, you're so hard right now.

I'm just gonna lift my skirt and take my panties off. Do you want to see? I'll lean back on the desk here, put my leg up on the chair so you can see my wet, swollen pussy.

You like that? Yeah? Good.

Cause you're gonna get to fuck it right now. Hold still. Okay.

Oh, you ready? We're actually doing this. What? No, I don't want a condom.

What the hell? I'm good. Yeah, don't worry about that.

It's covered. It's taken care of. Mm-hmm.

Now, don't break eye contact as I rub the tip of you against me. You feel that? You feel my clit right on the tip of your head? That feels so good.

You feel how wet I am? You feel how hot it is down there? Oh, okay.

Here we go. Very first time your cock enters my pussy. Oh, yes.

Slide down nice and slow. Mm-hmm. Fuck.

Fuck. Oh, it's even better than I thought. I am very tight.

Until a few seconds ago, I was a virgin. Mm-hmm. You're my first, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I think you just got bigger inside me. No, it's not uncomfortable. I've had toys.

It's just the first actual cock that's been in me. Oh, there. Oh, you're all the way in.

Mm. Oh, yes. I know it feels good.

I'm squeezing you. It's so fucking tight. I can feel the stretch.

I'm going to move up and down.