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Lisa Sinclair walked down the halls of her university. She was a brand new freshman. She'd just graduated highschool 6 months ago and she was enjoying the hell out of it. Her next class was her most favorite class of all. It was her last class, so it was the perfect ending to a normally busy day.

Her reason for having this class be her favorite could be summed up in three simple words. The teacher's aide. He was absolutely gorgeous with his tall muscular frame. She'd had a crush on him the first week he'd popped up in class. Lisa had done a little searching and she'd found out that he was a grad student and married.

Thus her little games began. Well, they were going to begin anyways. She hadn't made any sort of moves on him because she knew how inappropriate it was to have any sort of sexual relations with the employees on campus. They'd gone through that shpeel in orientation. The most she'd ever done was check him out when she thought he wasn't looking.

She also kind of hoped he'd pay her more attention than he normally did. Why not? She was a gorgeous 5'4 blonde, C cup sized tits, any guys dream pin up girl. Well, for the rest of the school year, she was going to make sure he noticed her that's why when she stepped in class, she was wearing a black and white dress that hugged her form, showing off her curvaceous form and nice sized tits.

And then, like always she took a seat in the front of the class ready to daydream aobut her favorite Teachers Aide.

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Marc was reallybeginning to enjoy this. He had graduated quite awhile ago, married adn spent a few years working. But it wasn't long before he realized that he needed to go back to school if he was gonna get anywhere.

He was soon accepted into a masters program for biology, having interviewed so well that he was offered an Assistantship to teach. His first semester he split the class with a professor, but after that he would be teaching the next couple years on his own as he completed his own studies

He had been ready for the work, he hadn't been ready for the "kids". He was in a typical married relationship of almost 8 years married and 3 years together before that. So 11 years later their love life was a little stale. Mix in all of these young firm freshmen in his 100 level biology class, and he was strugling

Then she came in, he couldn't remember her nme yet, but that may be because he couldnt concentrate on anything but her body. Especially the way her dress hugged it tight today, he watched her out of the corner of his eye as she took a seat.

His head jerked up as the professor cleared his throat, pointing at the clock

"Alright class, setle down" marc said as e let his eyes scan over the crowd of 50 or so students

"today we are gona get inot good old mendalian genetics" he said with a smile as he turned to the over head power point adn began his lecture, the professor watching him, but his own eyes always daring back t the vivacious blond whenever he could
 
"Alright class, setle down

Lisa pulled out her binder and glanced at the clock as Marc spoke. It was that time again. She desperately hated biology. It was probably the worst subject in the world. It sucked that she needed it to be a nurse. It really did. However, Marc made it all worth the torture.

"today we are gona get inot good old mendalian genetics"

oh brother, she hated mendalian genetics. Hell, she didn't even know what those were. She probably should've read the chapter the night before, but well...biology was not her favorite subject.

In pretty cursive writing, she wrote Mendalalian Genetics (blah). She glanced up catching Marc giving her a quick glance and smirked to herself as she continued drawing little hearts around the words on her notebook.

Maybe her dress was a good idea today.
 
He was getting into his talk, his typical nerves starting to subside, adn he slowly began to felt comortable in what he was doing. His eyes slid over the crowd of kids, but she looked up just as his eyes had begun to drift form her golden hair, adn those sea blue crystal eyes caught his, he smiled awkwardly as she smiled back at him. THis unexpected 'moment' made him trip up in his lecture, so he soon found himself rambling over a tangent. he decided to get them busy

"Alright then class in the dish in front of you we have got some peas, go ahead and look them over, see if you can see any differences in them" he told them, he loved the fact that to kick off the genetics talk they actually used the mendel peas to show them.

The studets shuffled around as the four kids at each table shared the dissecting scope with one another. he slowly made his rounds, answeing questions as he went around, he came closer to her, adn he could not stop staring at her tight dress cupping her ass
 
"Alright then class in the dish in front of you we have got some peas, go ahead and look them over, see if you can see any differences in them"

Borrriiiiing. Lisa thought to herself as she continued scribbling absolute nonsense on her notebook. God, she hated this class. She like seriously hated this class. If it weren't for Marc, she'd probably skip every single day...and fail but at least she wouldn't be in this class.

Lisa finally glanced up at the peas as the nerds in her group talked about random genetics. Or maybe they weren't random but she so wasn't getting it. She rolled her eyes but as Marc passed by, she pretended to look interested in the subject.

From what she could grasp, they were discussing the Mendel law or something. "Wait! Mendel was...a person?!?!" she said, speaking her thoughts. The scoffs and chuckles, caused the petite blonde to blush at her own statement.

"Didn't you even read the chapter?" Nerd number one said

Suddenly, she felt a pair of eyes on her ass and turned around, "Uh, Marc.. I'm still confused on what we're looking for." She said, ignoring nerd number one. "Can you..show me, please?" Lisa gave him her most dazzling smile.
 
her plump ss called to his eyes, he felt suddenly alone, thinking of how much he would love to presss against that firm full flesh. Then he felt himself blush as her eyes turned to cath him staring. SHe caled him over asking for help

"Sure thing. This is jsut liek the old monk. look at the peas adn make observations, tell me what ou see. Are they round, misshapen, wrinkly or taught, how is the color?" he asked her as he gestured to some of the differne peas, as she looked down at the tray his eyes diped ot the neckline of her dress, wishing those buttons hadn't been buttoned up so high, go she ahd ana amazing figure. Something he had not gotten to playw ith in a decade!

"So this part is just about telling us waht you see"
 
All Lisa could hear was blah, blah, blah, blah, peas, describe, blah, blah. It was amazing how she was able to force herself to look interested, despite the fact that she didn't give a crap about it, but this seemed easy. She peered at her pea closely as if it would tell her all the answers.

"Its round and green, whats to see?" She asked,

Nerd number one and two scoffed at her response and shook their head in disgust. Lisa just played it off though, "I'm sorry Marc..I'm just no good with this sort of thing.

Again, she flashed him another dazzling smile.
 
"well Lis I am more then willig to help you out after class, this is the last lab of the day so we can go over more of it. Some of them are really round adn some are all wrinkly. i know the difference is not super obvious" he told her as his eyes locked onto hers, they were so fu aand vibrant

"But don't worry we will get you all straightened out. For now just try and follow the guys, we will go voer i after class if thats cool" he siad just before being called over to another table to help another student, but he glanced back, adn saw her toned muscular thighs running up for miles as he skirt rode high, adn her ass looked absolutely delicious. he was so distracted that he walked into the corner of the next table, inducing a giggle from the students there

"Ok, what is it?" he asked, the time soon slipping away as the class filled his time, and her ass fileled his head
 
Lisa sorta dazed out as the nerd one and two began discusising the 'intriguing differences' in the many different She glanced at the clock many times during the rest of class while thinking 'god this is sooo lame'. NOW she had a date with her Teaches aid.

A little small grin appeared on her face.

As soon as the clock his 3:30 students began filing out and it wasn't until the last student left, that Lisa stepped down the stairs of the aisle. "I'm ready to learn whenever you are. Show me the different types of balls."
 
He looked up as the students cleared out. Thee she was coming down the steps, full firm breasts bouncing in her tight dress. His eyes were locked on her, mesmerized by her figure as she approached him

"Umm yes. well its the surface of the peas we are looking at" he said with a small embarassed smile as she approached

"So tell me what oyu do know? we need to fiure out where we are starting from" he told her as she approached the desk, his eyes shifting up to hers, just as the scent of her wonderful hair filled him
 
"The surface..." Lisa murmured quietly, as if she was actually paying attention...or wanted to know this crap. As he began talking his big science mumbo jumbo...she let her eyes roam up and down his body. God, he was so sexy! Why couldn't guys her own age be this sexy?

Why did they have to look so...young?

Lisa had never thought that she'd ever be interested in an older guy, but DAMN. Not even hearing his question, she blurted out her thoughts, "Are you married?" Then immediately, she blushed. "Erm, sorry. Was just curious." She pushed her platinum blonde hair behind her shoulder.

"You..uh..you don't have to answer that. What was was your question?" She asked in a flurry, trying to change the topic.
 
He smiled at her question and the flush of embarrassment that followed it. Then she changed the subject, he decided to let the question go. His eyes slid down to her chest again, the full orbs something that his wife lacked

"I want you to tell me what you do understand from the lab today. Go ahead and take a seat. There isn't another class in here for hours" he said as he gestured to a chair across from him

"I am glad to see you coming for help, this class moves a little quickly and I do not want you to get lost or fall behind. I am willing to help as much as I can you know" he told her as he pulled out his copy of their lab book, the one with all of the answers. As she took a seat across from him
 
Tick..Tick...tick...

Went the clock as Lisa stood there, trying to think of what she actually remembered from lab today. She couldn't really remember much due to not actually paying attention.

Then it came to her.

"Um, balls have different types of textures, big..small wrinkly, round. That sorta thing, right?" For a brief moment, she let herself wonder what sort of texture his balls were.
 
He smiled at her response, the sexual indication jumping into his head as he imagined her rolling his balls in her hand, examining them

"Yes, it's the peas though, not balls" he chuckled wondering where her mind was

"Amd these features are passed on from parents" he told her watching her think

"Let's try this. Tell me which of your features do you think you got from your mom or dad. And why, is it cause that's what they looked like" he asked, trying to get her to think of sex transferred genes in her own terms
 
Peas, balls...what was the difference? They were both round weren't they? She didn't say that though. Her eyebrows creased in thought as he started talking about how the genes were transferred via parents to child. She grinned, she could think of a lot of things she'd inherited from her mom.

She wouldn't push the limit. She didn't want to come off as a slut, even if at the moment all she could think about doing was having him bend her over the desk and fuck her senseless.

"My eyes. Um..my dad has blue and I have blue eyes.." She said.
 
"Alright, good. And what about your mom. What features of hers do you have?" he asked, guessing that her mom was hot if she had anything to do with her daughters figure

At that thought his eyes slid from hers to her full breasts pressing tight against her dress, the taught neckline showing the tops of her full breasts. He was having problems concentrating now

"You see these things are passed on by genes. It is how the genes of the parents mix during sexual reproduction that determine how the offspring appear, just like how your appearance is a mix of your mothers and fathers. Does that make sense?" he asked as his eyes slid from her chest back to her own, and he realized that he had just been busted most in appropriately.
 
Lisa chewed her lip, pretending to think. She already knew what she'd inherited from her mom. "Well, some guys say my tits are as big as my mom. I mean, she's only like a 32c and I'm a 34 d, so...maybe I exceeded her." She looked up innocently at him as his eyes roamed down her body landing square on her breasts.

As he spoke, he finally looked back into her eyes and she nodded, pretending to pay attention.

"You see these things are passed on by genes. It is how the genes of the parents mix during sexual reproduction that determine how the offspring appear, just like how your appearance is a mix of your mothers and fathers. Does that make sense?"

"I think so..." she said, thoughtfully. "When my kids grow up, if I ever have any, they'll get big tits too?" She said, and his eyes moved back down to her tits. She smirked and then quickly looked at him curiously when he looked back at her face. Her smirk must have remained their though because, he looked slightly embarrassed this time. And as hard as it was, she forced herself not to comment on it.
 
The statement of the size of her chest made him swallow, and he couldn't help but think about them after that regardless of what she said. The look on her face though made him blush when he had drawn his eyes back up

"Yes that is likely, but there are several genes involved in the size of your breasts. The covering of the peas though is controlled by one single gene" he said in an attempt to make this conversation a little more scholarly, but he couldn't stop thinking about them

"Your D cups may have something to do with genes from family members further back, that's why yours are bigger than your mothers" he said, somehow finding him back on the topic, bit it was what she was relating too right?

"Other features like firmness and shape, nipple location, and color are all factors as well, but those can come from other features like genes that make up your skins strength and texture. Some girls have little perky boobs, others are not so firm, same with larger breasts. It's all about the way these genes combine after sex" he said try
 
Lisa bit back laughter at his sudden change of topic, turning it away from sex and back on science. That really sucked because when he started using big words, Lisa couldn't understand him, not real well. He must've caught on though, cause he returned to the examples of her body.

"Dunno." she said with a shrug, "But go on."

And then as he furthered his explanation, she had the feeling that this had nothing to do with the lessons. Again, she fought back laughter that was trying to push its way out of her.

And then he said, the way the genes combine after sex.

"What do you mean, Marc?" She asked, "And I still don't understand why we had to look at the peas. Aren't they all the same? Small and green."
 
He smiled back at her

"No they are not all the same, but the differences are small, so you have to look real close.What I want to say is that some features come from the combination of many genes, like your breasts, adn some come from just one gene, like the texture of a pea" he told her , just then realizing how bad it was that he was referencing her breasts now. Was it some freudian slip or was he just that poorly behaved?

"It can get a little confusing" he told her looking up at the clock, there was plenty of time

"Lets see how to relate this to you? We can keep talking about boobs if that makes sense to you. Does it bother you to talk about them or should we try something else?
 
Lisa bit back a smile when Marc referenced her breasts as an example again. He seemed to be fixated on that example today. Not that she had any problem with that. "Yeah, it can get confusing. I'm still slightly confused." Lisa admitted, catching his gaze on the clock.

She glanced up at the clock, knowing there was a class after biology but that was like at 12 and it was only 9: 45.

"I don't mind talking about my boobs at all...or boobs in general." She said, there was an underlying meaning behind her words that she wondered if he'd caught.
 
he smiled at that, glad she didn't think he was being inappropriate, and it made him want to do even more. He was getting terribly turned on by her body and there was something in the look she was giving him that made him more comfortable with it

"Good, if it seems to make sense. So I assume you have seen your mothers and there are things your breasts have in common and things that are different? Those come from the way her genes mixed with your fathers. They of course got their genes as a mix of your grandparents " he told her, proud of himself for not glancing at her chest once

"So show me what's the same and different" he said them choked realizing he had said 'show'. "Umm I mean tell me. I'm sure your not comfortable showing me" he said with a nervous chuckle. He was being an idiot
 
Pretending not to notice his error in wording, she looked thoughtful again.

"Well, mine are more round than hers, more firm while hers sag." She explained.

She wasn't quite certain what else to say. It was kinda weird to be talking about her moms breasts in that way. She used to compare herself to her mom from time to time though, just never talked about it with anyone else.
 
He smiled at her, realizing just how creepy that might be he quickly stopped

"Well I think the roundness is what we should focus on. So if all of the traits for your breasts came from your mom, then why are yours more round then hers? Why are they bigger?" he asked, hoping that this weird and awkward conversation, although entirely arousing for him since he had an excuse to look at her tits. God he loved tits. Well he hoped she would understand that somehow the genes his father contributed played a role
 
"Cause ... Im younger? " Lisa said.

That made sense. Most old women lost the firm roundness in in their tits as they got older.

Then again that had nothing to do with the lesson but she didn't say anything further.
 
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