Playing the professor

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Playing the professor (closed for highjinx73)

Kimberly Grey knew that being a TA would be hard work, but Professor Woods had really been working her to the bone lately. Every afternoon was a flurry of grading exams, copying paperwork, organizing lesson materials, etc. Kimberly felt as if she was doing all of Prof. Woods' work yet getting paid none of her salary. She still liked her as a teacher, it helped maintain her GPA and it pretty much guaranteed her an A+ in the class so Kimberly never really complained much.

One day after class Kim was making her way down the hall to Prof. Woods' classroom, carrying a mountain of essays and photocopied literature. As a TA she tended to dress a little more professionally than other students, bedecked in a sleeveless blue turtleneck, white flared-leg pants and tan wedge-heel sandals. She kept her long brunette hair held back in a loose ponytail and wore very subtle, neutral shade makeup.

Upon arriving at the classroom she found the door was locked and a note addressed to her taped to it. "Sorry, I had to run to a board meeting. I'll be out for the rest of the day. See you tomorrow! --M. Woods" read the note in Prof. Woods' usual, fancy handwriting. Fortunately as a TA Kimberly had a spare key to the classroom, so at least she could get in and retrieve her book bag and notes. She unlocked the door, switched on the lights and crossed over to the desk, depositing her armful of papers. She sighed, resting a hand on one hip as she massaged the back of her neck with the other. A whole afternoon of doing Prof. Woods' work and she still had homework of her own to do this evening.

As she stood there Kimberly noticed Prof. Woods' glasses laying on the desk. Thinking it odd that she would leave her glasses behind, Kimberly picked them up, folded them open to inspect and then out of curiosity slipped them on. They didn't seem to change her vision at all and tapping the lenses with her fingernail confirmed what she though: plastic lenses. Kimberly had suspected Prof. Woods' eyesight was fine and she just wore these for show.

Looking around the desk she also noticed Prof. Woods' grey tweed blazer hung over the back of her chair. Kimberly picked it up, checking the pockets to see if Prof. Woods had accidentally left her own keys behind, then on a lark slipping it on. Prof. Woods had always had a pretty good fashion sense if nothing else. Kimberly walked over to the bookcase in the corner of the room to get a look at herself in the glass door.

(OOC: looking for 1 male to play the part of a new student, walking into the classroom to find our heroine all dressed up with the jacket and glasses, and mistaking her for the professor. All are welcome to apply, just PM me!)

 

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New in class

Drew Barrymore was 25, a little old for starting school but his life hadn't been usual and it had taken a number of failed career choices before he found himself enrolling.

Two years travelling had left his 6'1 frame lean, his skin tanned and his messy long hair bleached almost blonde. In an effort to fit in he'd tied back the wild locks...found a football shirt that fitted and jeans without holes....only his sneakers were new and they squeaked as he walked the hallway in search of his class.

Professor Woods...he thought...hmmm 50 something...grey hair...wispy beard....

Well nothing to stop me finding a nice young fellow student to hold my hand ... Drew smiled...pushed open the door and walked into the class....a little surprised to find he was first...he was never early to anything...

 

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Hearing the door creak open behind her, Kimberly spun around forgetting for the moment that she was still wearing Prof. Woods' glasses and blazer.

The individual standing in the doorway was much taller than her and he looked a bit older but his attire suggested he was a student, possibly a transfer. He was pretty cute though, lean but muscular and with a head of cropped blonde hair. He glanced around the room as if he were looking for something. Kimberly, trying to be a helpful TA, inquired "Oh hello. Can I help you with something?"

She saw the man's eyes bulge when he finally looked in her direction and saw her. His mouth fell open but he uttered not a word. Kimberly had no idea what was going on and why he seemed so stunned. After and awkward pause she asked again "Um…can I help you?"

 

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Not what he expected

'Modern literature 101? Professor Woods?'

Drew looked over at Kimberly, his mind struggling to accept that his preconceived image of the professor was about as far from the truth as it could have been. She could easily be a student yet here she was teaching class. 'If you apply yourself great things can happen' The famous words of his mother came back to him, she said the same thing every time he started out on a new job.

Not sure what else to say Drew took a seat over by the window, about midway down the class, he did not want to appear too keen or hang out at the back and this seat gave him a fine view of his new tutor.

Drew' s naughty mind immediately began thinking of a host of inappropriate things Professor Woods could teach him. Pulling a worn notebook from his bag Drew leaned back in his seat looking back over...His gaze playing over Kimberlys body

The old Van Halen track started to play in his head

Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad
I'm hot for teacher

 

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'Modern literature 101? Professor Woods?'

"Oh, are you looking to enroll?" Kimberly asked. It wasn't at all unusual for students to add into classes after the initial enrollment date and one of Kim's many TA duties was helping those very students with that. The guy nodded and pulled out a notebook from his backpack, indicating he was indeed interested in joining the class.

"Just a moment." she said, crossing over to the desk. She knew where Prof. Woods kept the class roster. Grabbing a pencil she flipped open the roster to take down the new student's information. The guy had taken a seat and was watching her go about her business, surreptitiously eyeing her body up and down.

"What's your name and student ID number?" Kimberly asked, sitting on the corner of the desk, her pencil at the ready. She had still forgotten what she was wearing at the moment and didn't realize that her words and manner were leading this guy to believe the wrong thing.

 

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Back to school

"Um, yeah."

If Professor Woods had a class called 'Watching paint dry' he would have signed up. He had always been attracted to professional looking women, and who had not had a schoolboy crush on one of their teachers? Professor Woods was hot, obviously intelligent and although she appeared to be a little nervous he had already decided that anyone ambitious enough to have their own class at university at such a young age, was definitely passionate.

He hoped that passion was for more than books.

Looking back over Drew gazed at the Professors legs as she perched on her desk, it felt weird, in most situations he was confident enough to flirt with girls he liked but now it felt different - There was a pupil/teacher angle. The brief fantasy playing behind his soft brown eyes began fading away, replaced with the uncomfortable nervousness of a guy who should have finished with school five years ago and did not know how to hold a conversation with someone who obviously is way out of his league.

"I mean yes... Modern Lit...I was hoping you could give me another copy of the reading list...I was kinda late with my enrolment so figure I'll have to put in some extra hours to get up to speed with the rest of your class."

 

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"I mean yes... Modern Lit...I was hoping you could give me another copy of the reading list...I was kinda late with my enrolment so figure I'll have to put in some extra hours to get up to speed with the rest of your class."

Kimberly looked up as he spoke. What did he just say? *Your* class? She was about to interject when the realization hit her like a bolt of lightning. She took a quick glance down at her arm, covered by the sleeve of Prof. Woods' blazer. It was then that she remembered trying on her glasses and jacket. She quickly understood what was going on and what this guy was talking about. She felt a little embarrassed, getting 'caught' as it were and her cheeks promptly blushed. However the guy didn't seem to suspect that she was anything other than the professor so she decided to play it off cool.

"Oh…oh yes, of course." she said, shuffling though the paperwork on the desk to retrieve an extra copy of the class syllabus. "Here you are." She said, walking over to where he was seated. As he reached out a hand to take it Kim could see his muscles flex beneath his fitted football shirt. Aware that she was staring she tried to regain a professional composure. "So then, what was your name and student ID number again?"

 

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"Drew, erm I mean Andrew Barrymore"

Watching the young professor approach Drew felt smaller and smaller, he really did not know how to behave around someone like this. He did not want to pretend to be fresh out of school neither did he think that being a few years older than most of the other students should gain him any privileges.

'Hmmm hot sandals' He could not stop the naughty thoughts 'Bet she has great legs hidden under those pants'

What was making this harder was that she did not look totally at ease with the situation either.

'Did she just check me out?'

For Drew the day was just getting stranger and stranger but that was no bad thing, he had been stuck in a dull rut for far too long and now it was time to start afresh.

Leaning back in his chair Drew stretched, folding his arms up behind his head and glancing out the window before turning his playful gaze back to the professor.

"As I said, I enrolled late so don't have my ID yet."

The gentle breeze from an open window bought the fresh scent of her perfume to him and he moved back upright, bringing them much closer together.

Looking up at her he smiled widely

"Is that going to be a problem?"

 

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"Drew, erm I mean Andrew Barrymore" he said

Drew Barrymore? Cute, she thought to herself, adding his name to the class roster.

"As I said, I enrolled late so don't have my ID yet." he continued.

Of course, why hadn't she thought of that? Trying to keep up the guise as Prof. Woods was making Kim forget some of even the simplest details. She jotted down "ID pending" next to his name and slid the roster binder back where it belonged.

Kim was having a hard time keeping her eyes of of him. She couldn't quite tell how old he was. Maybe it was just that he was taller and had such an impressive physique that made him seem older than she was. As he relaxed a little in his seat, it gave Kim a generous view of his body, seeing his biceps bulge as he rested his arms behind his head. He stretched his legs, showing off their impressive length as her gaze traveled along the inside of his thigh. She wondered how impressive a length he had under that zipper?

"Is that going to be a problem?" he asked, straightening up in his chair.

There was no problem, student often enrolled late without an ID and this wasn't any different. Kim was about to reply "no" when a thought struck her. Drew had been buying her whole professor schtick all this time and he seemed anxious to do whatever he needed to. With her newfound authority, Kim wondered how much she could get away with?

"Oh, not really…its just…" she began, sitting back down on the corner of the desk, crossing her legs clad in their tight-fitting pants. "I can't officially enroll anyone without an ID. So that means you can't earn class credit until you are formally enrolled."

It wasn't an outright lie, only a twisting of the truth, but Kim hoped it was convincing enough.

 

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She was definitely checking him out. Alone in the classroom and maybe because he had this fantasy about getting with an authority figure or maybe just because she was a very attractive lady with, he observed, a great ass ... Drew could feel himself growing aroused and he was grateful that she had put a little distance between them.

His gaze was drawn back between her legs as she perched back on the corner of her desk...once more his naughty thoughts drifted to the front of his mind.

'I wonder if she ever fucked on that desk?'
With that thought a whole host of vivid erotic images flashed through Drew' s mind... Imagining the professor taking off her jacket...His rough hands lifting her top...His hungry mouth on her breasts

Drew licked his lips and his mouth felt dry. Staring intently at Kim the fantasy quickly played out in his mind... Her words causing it to end suddenly.

'You can't earn class credit'

Drew leaned forward, a look of concern crossing his tanned face.
"No credit? What does that mean?"

 

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"No credit? What does that mean?" he exclaimed.

Kimberly knew that had got his attention. "It basically means you can't really take the class. I can't assign you homework or quizzes or even give you a grade unless you are properly enrolled with a valid student ID." she explained, again twisting the truth a little to suit the situation. "Sorry, but that's the cost of late enrollment."

Drew's brow began to sweat, obviously mulling over the consequences of being unable to earn class credit. Kimberly knew the odds were in her favor, commanding the authority she did as a supposed professor.

"Unless of course…" she continued, "You'd be willing to show me how serious you are about this class. I might be able to overlook your late enrollment in that case." She adjusted her glasses to the end of her nose, peering at him suggestively and giving a few bats of her eyelashes for good measure.

 

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Drew held his head in his hands as her words sank in.

This was a disaster. He had put everything else on hold when the opportunity to return to school came up.

Drew' s fingers slipped through his messy blond hair, pulling some locks free from his loose ponytail and partially covering his face.

He looked around, as if he would find an answer to this problem somewhere on the walls. All features found was a large empty class, even the corridor outside appeared to be deadly quiet.

'I might be able to overlook your late enrolment'

A spark...A straw to clutch at...

Drew looked back over at Kimberly just as she leaned forward successively. He felt a nervous knot forming in his stomach as they made eye contact.

Pushing his chair back Drew stood up, walking around the desk and moving slowly towards the front of the class.

"Professor Woods" he stammered "I really need this class."

Drew' s gaze never left hers as he walked slowly closer.

"Just tell me what I have to do... I won't let you down" he pleaded.

 

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Already he was walking towards her, she didn't even need to ask. Kimberly slid off the desk to her feet as he came up and stood before her. His height put her right at the level of his chest, giving her a generous view of his hard pecs beneath his shirt. She peered up at him through her glasses, loving the way his long hair fell over his face giving him a tousled, bedroom look. He was desperate, she knew it, and apt to do anything she said.

"Just tell me what I have to do... I won't let you down" was the clincher she needed. Smiling mischievously her hand went to his waist, slipped under his shirt and began to unbutton his jeans. Drew's eyes immediately lit up behind his scraggly blonde locks, which he quickly brushed out of his face as he stared down at her, not believing what he was seeing. A long "Uhhhhhhh…" escaped his lips, all other words failing him at the moment.

Kim hooked her fingers into the waistband of his underwear, sliding both them and his jeans down to his thighs. A thick, quickly stiffening cock popped out and bobbed in place for a few seconds. Kim's eyebrows instantly raised at this sight as she emitted a small gasp. Slowly, almost hesitantly she brought a hand towards it, gently caressing its side which only caused it to swell and lengthen further.

Drew scratched the back of his head, still unsure of what to say. He had been having naughty thoughts about Prof. Woods this whole time but having them actually happen took him by surprise. Kim held the length of his member in her hands, tugging it gently, feeling his blood flow and making it grow hard. Her eyes flashed up at him again with a wickedly sexy gleam. "You are serious about my class, aren't you? she said.

 

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Stunned silence.

Drew could not even breath, his rugged jaw dropped as his loose fitting jeans fell down around his ankles.

Another seemingly endless moment passed as he tried to make sense of the million wild thoughts all fighting to make some sort of sense of such an insane event.

He felt and looked down at Kim's delicate fingers as she stroked him to a strong, hard erection and he could feel her cool grip tighten around his thick shaft.

'You are serious about my class, aren't you?'

Drew swallowed and took a deep breath, a wave of dizziness making him feel a little weak kneed as Kim stroked back his foreskin exposing the glossy head of his cock.

"I'm anything you want me to be Professor." He gasped. The words did not come easily he feared anything he did would make her stop, he could not imagine anything worse and if he thought that he was nervous earlier it was nothing to how he felt now.

She could feel his cock pulsating and he instinctively rocked his hips forward, moaning quietly as his long shaft slid through her fingers.

Drew lowered his hands as Kim teased more, he was not going to allow the nerves destroy this fantasy. Reaching forward his fingertips brushed open Kim's jacket, gazing intently at her soft curves Drew fanned open his fingers and gently began to caress the full, soft mounds of her breasts...His touch growing firmer as each second passed.

"Is this serious enough Professor?" he playfully asked.

 

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Kim was delighted to see how big Drew was in more ways than one. His firm, uncut cock felt huge in her hands. Even wrapping both palms around his shaft his cock head still poked out from between her encircled fingers. She gripped him gently, tugging at his taught flesh, her hands rubbing the length of his pole. Drew's whole body seemed to twitch as his hips jerked forward, fucking the canal created by her delicate fingers.

"I'm anything you want me to be Professor." Drew murmured, breathlessly. His mind seemingly didn't know what to make of the situation but his body reacted as if on autopilot.

"I think you'll make a very promising student with that attitude." she said, her eyelashes fluttering flirtatiously again.

Drew's hands which had hung motionlessly at his side began to float upwards, hovering at Kim's midsection and gently pushing her jacket open. His large, manly palm traveled a little higher, cupping her left breast and massaging it softly. Kim emitted a soft cooing moan, encouraging him to fondle her other breast. His fingers spread to cover her mounds entirely, squeezing them a little harder as he went.

Kim's moans of delight told Drew he was doing the right thing which quickly boosted his confidence. "Is this serious enough Professor?" he asked with a playful grin.

"Ooh yes…that's the kind of attention to detail I like to see from my students." Kim replied, ever keeping in character. Giving his cock a few more solid tugs, she slowly sank to her knees before him. Holding his cock upright, she leaned her head forward extending her tongue and gently licked the underside of his shaft.

 

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"Ohhhhhhhh Goddd!" Drew gasped the words through gritted teeth as his head rolled back and he pressed forward against her teasing touch.

The world around him closed in.

The few classes that were on had now started so the corridors were deserted. The only sounds he could hear were her pleasing moans and his own ragged breathing. His heart was pounding. Drew felt hot, not just aroused but all over his body...Kim's touches were super-charging his entire body.

In a single fluid motion Drew lifted off his football shirt, giving Kim her first view of his lean torso and tattooed shoulders. He wanted to see so much more of the young professor but only managed to brush the jacket from her shoulders before she dropped down onto her knees before him.

He gazed down, still not really believing his eyes, she now was using both hands to stroke him to a full, pulsating erection. His thick shaft throbbing in her grip as he pushed through her delicate fingers.

Her breasts brushed against his thighs....he so wanted to see..to touch...to kiss and lick them. But unable to reach was content to gently brush his fingertips through her hair....stroking out the loose ponytail and letting it fall loose around her face.

Her face...so so pretty...Her eyes, his favourite part of a woman, just beautiful - He could see the sexuality in them - Her desires seemingly magnified by the dark rimmed glasses.

The world closed in again. Everything just focused on her mouth...Her tongue.

Drew could not surprised a deep moan of arousal as the tip of her tongue left a wet, glistening trail as she slowly lapped the long smooth shaft.

 

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"Mmmmm…" Kimberly moaned as she ran her tongue across the smooth skin of his cock. She loved the familiar taste coming back to her. She was often too busy with her own studies in addition to TAing for Prof. Woods that she didn't have time for a boyfriend, so she wanted to take full advantage of the opportunity she now had.

She could feel Drew's fingers run through her hair, brushing out her hair-tie and letting her dark locks cascade down to her shoulders. She glances up again, watching with delight as he pulled his shirt up and over his head to reveal a nicely toned torso and bearing tattoos on his broad shoulders. Kim had always loved a man's upper body and Drew's certainly didn't disappoint.

Drew gently caressed her shoulder, playing at the collar of her jacket. Kim could sense that he was wanting to see her upper body too. She dropped her arms, letting the blazer slide off her shoulders and tossed it back on the chair. She then pulled her turtleneck over her head, careful to not knock her glasses off, revealing her perky little breasts in their white satin bra.

Kim wanted more of Drew in her mouth. She leaned back, sizing up the length of his cock, then opened wide to slide his shaft into her warm mouth, her lips wrapping around his base. His cock head poked at the back of her throat but Kim was well experienced in giving head and had her gag reflex under control. Her tongue went back to licking the bottom of his dick, coating it with saliva and giving plenty of lubrication.

Slowly she began to ease her head back, running her lips along his tingling flesh, stopping when she reached the tip and then plunging back down again.

 

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"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Sighed Drew. The sensation of her taking him deep was blissful and even though he tried to stay quiet he just could not hold back the moan as Kim skilfully teased his cock.

The feeling was more than matched by the erotic view. She looked so hot, her slim body perfectly proportioned and his cock thronged at the thought of playing with her. More than that was the look of pleasure on her face, even as her lips stretched around the base of his shaft Drew could see how much she was enjoying the moment.

The small pause just before her head bobbed down was exquisite...they made eye contact....she could see in his eyes the challenge to go deep and hard like before...and he could see in hers the lust and determination to devour his glistening cock.

'Click, click, click'

They both heard the unmistakable sound of high heels on the tiled floor outside the classroom.

"FUCK!" Drew exclaimed, pulling away and hurriedly tugging up his jeans.

Kim looked around, an expression of pure panic on her face as she pulled her sweater back on.

Drew regretted tossing his shirt away, it was now draped on a table halfway down the class, there wasn't time to get it. With nothing else to do he quickly moved around the professor's desk and squeezed himself down beneath it.

Kim had been fussing with her glasses and jacket but he did not see what happened next as he ducked his head under the desk, just a fraction of a second before he heard the door to the class opening...

 

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His cock seemed to swell even larger in her mouth, veins protruding out and pushing her lips apart. Kim sucked it like a champ, her mouth gliding along his slick rod from the head to the base and back again. Her hand ran up the inside of his thigh where her fingers met his balls, massaging them gently.

But the excitement was broken by the sound of someone approaching. Drew immediately withdrew himself from her mouth, pulling on his jeans as Kim yanked her sweater back on. The clicking high-heeled footsteps grew louder, stopping just outside the classroom door. Drew made a mad dash and dove under the desk just as the doorknob was turning. Kim finished pulling her sweater back on, jumped in realization and qucikly pulled the glasses off her face and threw them back upon the desk.

The door opened and an older but still attractive lady stepped into the room. "Professor Woods!" Kim exclaimed.

"Oh, hello Kimberly. I didn't think you'd still be here." Ms. Woods replied as she entered, crossing in the direction of her desk.

"I..I um, didn't think you would be either." Kim stammered as she discreetly slipped over to where Drew's shirt lay, grabbing it and holding it behind her back. "Um, your note said you had a staff meeting. I thought you would be gone for the rest of the day?"

"Hmm? Oh, it had to be postponed. And then I remembered I forgot my jacket and glasses." Ms. Woods answered, grabbing the aforementioned articles of clothing. Kim glanced nervously at where Drew had ducked for cover, praying that Prof. Woods wouldn't sit down.

"Did you finish grading yesterday's exams?" Ms. Woods asked.

"Yes…there's right here." Kim said, tucking Drew's shirt into her back pocket and crossing over to the desk. She shuffled though the stacks of papers, finally coming up with the bundle of exams.

"Thank you." Ms. Woods said, taking them from her and grabbing her grade book. "Well, it looks like I'll have the time to enter these grades in after all." she said, donning her blazer and glasses. "Is there something you need?"

"Um…no, but go ahead. I'll lock up. I just need to collect my books and notes and stuff Kim said, turning to face her so she wouldn't see Drew's shirt hanging out of her pocket.

"Alright then. See you in class tomorrow!" Ms. Woods said with a smile as she departed.

The classroom door clicked shut as Kim stood silently in the middle of room. The sound of someone stirring from under the desk caused her to turn around. Now she was in trouble.

 

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The day was getting stranger and stranger. Drew felt his chest burning, it felt like he had not taken a breath since the other woman had entered the classroom and now she was gone he was trying to make sense of what he had overheard.

Taking a deep breath Drew eased himself out from under the desk and looked around, the jacket was gone and he immediately noticed Kim was not wearing glasses - He now realised the dark frames were not quite the right shape for her face.

His cock felt uncomfortably tight inside his jeans,and ,still looking at Kim reached down and shifted his still engorged shaft to the side...leaving half the buttons still open. His cock throbbed again as he noticed smears of lipstick still on his hard shaft.

Perhaps it was because only two minutes ago this gorgeous girl was deep throating him but Drew could not work out what happened. He looked back over at Kim, she still looked hot and he would not forget the passionate spark he saw in her eyes as she went down on him. So she really looked good but she also looked guilty.

Poor girl was frozen on the spot and as Drew moved closer she appeared to have lost the confidence he was so attracted to earlier. Walking around behind her Drew saw his shirt tucked into the back of her pants... His brain slowly started putting the pieces of conversation together. He began to realize her deception and felt a sudden rush of anger.

Without thinking he snatched back his jersey and then with an open palm smacked Kim on the ass, the blow stinging but not delivered with the intent to cause pain - He wanted to shock her not hurt her.

Kim quickly turned to confront him, but he was unable to keep up the pretence of anger. He smiled.

"Someone's been a naughty girl..."

 

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Kim remained silent. The feelings of embarrassment were back stronger than ever, accompanied by a deep guilt. She kept her eyes pointed down, her long bangs covering her face, as Drew crawled out from under the desk. Even though she was fully dressed again she felt naked without Prof. Woods' glasses and jacket.

Drew, clearly puzzled by what had just transpired, walked in the direction of the door where Ms. Woods had left. Scratching his head in confusion he turned the other direction to find his jersey hanging from Kim's back pocket. His temper got the better of him once he realized what sort of ruse had been pulled on him and a surging anger coursed through his body.

With one hand he yanked his shirt from her pocket and delivered a sharp smack on her ass with the other. Kim flinched but felt like she deserved it. She was expecting a lot worse which is why she was so surprised when no further blows came. She glanced over her shoulder, brushing her hair out of her eyes.

To her amazement further, Drew didn't look upset. On the contrary, he had a most devilish smile on his face. He twirled his jersey around one finger and said "Someone's been a naughty girl..." in an unmistakably suggestive tone.

 

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That look in her eyes.

Drew found it irresistible and gazed back at Kim, his mind buzzing, his fingers tingling from the smack he had just delivered and he realized his cock stiffening. It was a conflicting sensation as he definitely did not enjoy delivering the blow but felt aroused by Kim's reaction.

He moved back toward her, his hand drawn back as if preparing to smack her again and he held her gaze ... Kim's eyes were just so beautiful.

"You've been a very naughty girl. I think I should give you another smack"

His arm pulled back further and he watched her body tense as she prepared herself for the blow. He felt another thrill - If it were him being smacked, and he knew another one was coming, he would move away, but this girl... She watched him but made no effort to pull away.

He could not do it.

At the last moment he pulled the blow, instead his hand stopped just an inch from her ass and he slowly spread his fingers, pressing forward to squeeze and caress her firm behind.

She felt good and his hand strayed over her ass, cupping, feeling and stroking ... He pressed his fingers between her thighs....stroking her sex with his fingertips...

 

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Drew stood behind her, staring into her eyes. The look of anger on his face quickly softened to be replaced with a mischievous grin. "You've been a very naughty girl. I think I should give you another smack!" he murmured in her ear. She saw his hand draw back for another blow, but she was resigned to take it. She deserved it after all.

Drew's hand came speeding towards her ass but instantly stopped short of making contact, his fingers cupped and pressed forward, grabbing a handful on her firm behind. Kim gasped when she felt him squeeze her ass, surprised at not being smacked after all and because it genuinely felt good. It was as if Drew had forgotten all about being tricked by her and was back to caressing her body as before.

She looked back at Drew again, who was watching his own hand as it groped and squeezed her perfect little butt. She bent forward at the waist, pressing her booty back against his crotch. He was still hard, she could feel it.

"Maybe you should teach your naughty professor a lesson?" she suggested.

 

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Drew smiled down at her. Bent over the desk, with her ass gently rocking back against his groin, Kim looked so hot. Even if he wanted to be angry by her deceit his arousal was much, much stronger.

Reaching around her slim waist he blindly fumbled open the button to her pants and eased them over her hips. When he revealed the top of her white panties his fingertips hooked them too and he slowly pulled them down over her ass.

His cock throbbed, he was so ready for her, could feel the lust making his body shiver. With nerves? Anticipation? Excitement?

Drew released her clothing as they slipped down over her thighs, with her legs straight and add raised high they fell down around her ankles.

"Mmmmmmm" he moaned his approval as his hands roamed over her perfect ass and he pressed the head of his cock down between her thighs....letting his thick shaft play against her exposed sex.

"Are you ready for your first lesson?"