South Essex Xavier College
You sighed in relief as you finally submitted your final exam proposal to the fate of the “Final Exam Box” in Dean Janice Larrison’s office; received a grateful, if distracted smile from Miss Larrison.
“Thanks for getting that in so early, Jack,” she said, glancing at your five page proposal. “Only Maribel has hers in, besides you, and finals are only three weeks away! Can you believe some of these teachers?”
Every professor at the school considered Janice Larrison to be something of a non-self-aware bitch. You were no exception; however you somehow managed to stay on her good side, often going out with her on lunch break for coffee or sandwiches. Despite her blatant disrespect for a majority of the school's staff, she was hands down the sexiest woman the place had to offer.
An advocate of physical fitness, she constantly could be found in the college weight room, running at the track, or swimming in the pools. She had a powerful, compact figure with shoulder-blade length brown hair, tan skin and piercing blue eyes. Many a male (and some female) students would spy on her as she swam gracefully in her rather revealing two-piece bathing suit.
And you were no exception to that!
“Would you like to go out for coffee later,” Janice asked, shuffling around some paperwork. Of course, you agreed, arranging to meet her at the nearby Starbucks around 1:00 in the afternoon. But for now, you had classes to attend to.
It was during your fourth period History class that your favorite student greeted you with her usual suggestive smile. You sighed in resignation – Elizabeth Smith, considered the sluttiest girl in the whole school, and the only one who was very “pro-active” about seducing you. Today she sported an eye-grabbing attire of a white, form fitting shirt with a large amount of exposed cleavage and a short, pink skirt.
“Good morning Mr. Anderson,” she said in a low, suggestive voice, smirking at you. “How are you today?”
“I’m fine Mrs. Smith, now please sit down, class is about to start,” you retort, once again ignoring her advances. She obediently sat down and class began normally. About fifteen minutes in though, Elizabeth went on the offensive.
As usual, she sat in the front row, directly in front of you. From your vantage point, you had a clear view of her suddenly widely spread legs, showing off a beautiful, tight shaved pussy! She had never been so forward before, and much to your chagrin, you could not prevent your growing erection. You hid behind your desk as fast as possible, but Elizabeth easily spotted your arousal and grinned in triumph.
“Alright everyone,” you announce, needing an excuse to keep sitting, “I want you to read chapter ten. After you finish, answer the study questions at the end. You have until the end of class.”
Your eyes met Elizabeth’s as everyone took out their books – she gave you a slow wink and looked down at her book. However, your attention was drawn back down beneath her desk as a hand slithered down her skirt, pulling it up and slowly inserting two fingers into her wet privates!
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