"Alright, Ashley. Let's go to my office at least. I need to lock up the lab." You sigh softly. Why does every lab section have a student like this? Still, at least Ashley is cute and has a killer body, so things could be worse. "Megan? Are you all set? I've gotta close up the lab." The redhead stands up, grabbing her huge bag and heads towards the door, just giving you a nod. For a moment, you swear you see her stare daggers into the back of Ashley's head. You turn out the lights and lock up the doors, glancing down the hall to watch Megan's perfect ass depart. Ashley stands next to you the whole time, practically vibrating with nervous energy.
The two of you head toward your office, on the same floor. Most of the department is deserted at this time of night aside from the occasional grad student slaving away or faculty member working on a grant proposal. You have to unlock your office, so even your officemates have had enough sense to be elsewhere on a Friday night. You walk in and drop your stack of papers and lab reports on your desk before sinking into your chair with a sigh. You gesture for Ashley to take a seat on the huge brown leather couch that lines the wall opposite your desk. It's somewhat old and well-worn, but comfortable and well-built. Though it takes up a good portion of the small office, scoring it was still quite a coup for you and your officemates. The value of sneaking away for a nap shouldn't be underestimated.
"So …" Ashley's sweet voice brings you back to the present. "There has to be some sort of extra credit I can do, right? Maybe write a paper or something?" She's sitting on the edge of the couch, leaning forward in her eagerness to convince you. The low cut of her tank top shows off her gorgeous, soft cleavage. She nervously tucks her short blonde hair back behind her ears, where it doesn't stay, of course, so she keeps fussing with it. She bites her sexy lower lip as she gazes at you with pleading, blue eyes. You feel your manhood stirring a bit from the sight of her and cross your leg over to try to prevent her from noticing.
"Well, it wouldn't really be fair to everyone else in the lab if I let just do earn some bonus points." She starts getting more flustered as you speak. Her breathing gets quicker and heavier, like she might start hyperventilating at any moment. Her gorgeous D cup breasts surge with each breath, her bra and tank top straining to hold them. "Besides, you did just fine in lab. And lab is only 25% of your final grade anyway." Your words don't calm her down. She rocks forward a little, her hands grabbing her bare thighs. Her arms press her full, soft breasts together again and for a moment you think they might spill out of her shirt. The thought nearly distracts you from her legs. God, her legs! They look so very smooth and her little shorts have ridden up high enough when she sat down that you can nearly see her cute little ass. You suddenly realize that your cock is rock hard and straining against your pants. Thankfully, Ashley is upset enough that she's glancing around the office and doesn't seem to have noticed your raging hard on.
"But that's just it! I'm right on the edge in the lecture too and I was counting on the lab to get me an A! Please, ?! I just need a few more points… I'd do *anything*!" |