Teachers Pet (Open)

[trodog41]

John, or Mr Roberts as he was addressed by, had been a professor at the university for 5 years and he'd never been really enticed by any of his female students until this semester.

It was only September still but right from the first day she flirted with him. At first he ignored it, he was used to the way some of these girls looked at him. He was 43 and apparently more desirable now than he was when he was young. He was tall and in good shape and he thought of himself as ruggedly handsome, he certainly wasn't a fancy dresser. He figured some men do look better when they start to age, but it didn't help him when it came time to talk to them. In truth he hadn't been much of a playboy in his youth, either. He was very career-minded and was awkward socially. As his career became more established he had dates and a few turned into light relationships but he was never really tempted to marry.

And now there was this young thing, who he couldn't get out of his mind. The little flirt stood out from the others with her looks and her confidence and it seemed she was targeting him. He saw her in his class for only an hour four days a week but after a couple weeks he was thinking about her all the time.

He could take no more. Today he was determined to make some excuse for her to come to his classroom after school hours. She had awoken a desire so powerful in him that he almost feared it himself. He wanted her so badly now that he thought of nothing else. He would have this little tease whatever the cost. He sat at his desk and watched as his classroom filled with students getting to their desks.

 

[esmeraldaflame]

Esmeralda's heart fluttered as she entered the classroom. There, at the head of the room was the object of her desire, Mr Roberts. Sure he was old enough to be her father, but there was just something about him that made him far more desirable than most boys her own age of 18. Perhaps it was his rugged good looks, or the fact he looked so strong and mature. Whatever it was, Esmeralda was in love with him.

Esmeralda wasn't attracted to boys that easily. Sure she might go on a date or two, or give hugs to boys she was really friendly with; but she was nonetheless very discriminating. In fact, she was still a virgin. She didn't just want any lover, but one who was mature, confident, and strong. Her peers didn't fit the bill, so she was just content to tease them with something she wouldn't give them.

Esmeralda was a very beautiful girl. Her body was sleek and slender. She had a smooth, flat belly. Her jet black hair was tied up in a high ponytail. Her skin was evenly tanned and unblemished. Her enormous 54F breasts bulged out from her body, making her all but irresistible. Indeed, she was quite a tease. Yet as she walked in, she paid no heed to the 18,19, and 20 year old boys who ogled her on a daily basis. Instead, she cast a shy smile at Mr Roberts took her seat at the head of the classroom, where she had a clear view of him, and he had a clear view of her tits.

 

[trodog41]

The students bustled by his big old oak desk, chatting as they found their seats. The University was old and his classroom had ancient hardwood floors and the wooden students desks could be antiques. When Esmeralda walked by he was glad that he noticed her before he started speaking for, the way she looked today, he was sure he have gasped in mid-sentence.

She had true black hair, and that ponytail, moving with every slight change in Esmeralda's position, it was his favorite. She dressed like a slut, especially today, but her demeanor carried her above it somehow, as though she knew better but just enjoyed this more. Her epic cleavage in that shirt as she walked to her seat did make him gasp aloud but the shuffling of the students settling into their seats covered it. The first day he saw her he had wished the school would incorporate some kind of reasonable dress code, if only so that he could concentrate.

John sighed and ran his fingers through his thick brown hair, his resolve was intact. He asked the students to turn to a page in their notebooks and he stood up at the old fashioned blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk and began to illustrate a rough map of Europe as he explained the strategy of a battle.

He tried not to look at her as he taught the class, but it was impossible. Her breasts were straining heavily against one of the shirt buttons, so so tightly, it was really getting to him today.

"Ok, everyone. Please get out your textbooks and turn to chapter 17." He couldn't help himself, he knew she would have to lean over to get her book out of her bag. He knew he should look anywhere else, but he just couldn't.

 

[esmeraldaflame]

Esmeralda bent over to get her textbook. She was sitting at the front of the classroom anyway, so she had to look like she was paying more attention to the subject matter than to anything else. However, she could tell Mr Roberts was staring at her. She had to admit, it was easy to get his attention. Esmeralda didn't really have to try hard. A lesser girl - like all the sorority girls - would have had to resort to tank-tops, short-shorts, and sandals just to get males to look at thier tits, legs, and butts; but not Esmeralda. Her tits bulging within her shirt and the hint of cleavage showing was all she needed. Her jeans were tight, but not too tight, and the shirt actually had sleeves. If it were just a few sizes bigger, it would have actually been modest. Aside from the hint of cleavage, the only other hint Esmeralda was a girl in search of love was her 3" stiletto heels, which she always wore. Esmeralda had always worn stilettos since her feet were large enough to fit in the smallest size. That alone had always given her attention. So had her tits, no matter what sort of tops she wore. Her breasts had always been big for someone her age.

Crossing one leg over the other, she opened her book to the proper page and prepared to sit through another boring lecture given by a very handsome, attractive, masculine man.

 

[trodog41]

It seemed that just as he had regained his composure she would push him just a smudge, Esmeralda commanded his attention with ever the most nonchalant of body movements. He was sure it was deliberate, she made it look like it wasn't but he was sure it was. That had to be for my benefit, he thought. No one else was in the line of view.

"Philip, please begin reading," he said rather abruptly, as class proceeded in turning to their books.

Ah there was just nothing quite like sweet beautifully formed tanned skin, John thought as he caught himself staring at her breasts. He shook his head and stared down at his own book.

Esmeralda was really getting to him today. Her perfect breasts looked oh so alluring, he was afraid he would say something seriously Freudian if he spoke for any lengthy period.

 

[esmeraldaflame]

Esmeralda honestly tried to pay attention in class, but hot mature teacher or not, the class was boring; and there was no changing that. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, inadvertently flexing in an erotic way despite the fact her shirt covered her tummy and her ab muscles. Still, the way she puffed out her breasts as she stretched a bit, and how her shirt, at one point, rode up just a little bit to expose her unpierced, taunt belly button, was enough to excite any man whether she intended to do so or not.

 

[trodog41]

She just knew how to time everything so perfectly. John saw her breasts and beyond them her flat little tummy. He was afraid to even stand up now, for fear the students would notice his erection. This was practically a wasted class, but he couldn't concentrate enough to teach!

He was relieved when the bell rang and the students started leaving the classroom. He made eye contact with Esmeralda and motioned with his hand for her to come to his desk. She looked a bit surprised and waited until most of the others had left before approaching him.

"I would like to see you here in the classroom after school today, Esmeralda. I have something I need to speak to you about." He looked at her as he spoke and managed to keep his voice firm.

 

[esmeraldaflame]

Esmeralda felt her heart stop when Mr. Roberts asked her to see him after class. Had she done something wrong? Sure her grades weren't the best, but a modest sprinkling of Bs and Cs was not enough to warrant a session after school.

"Yes, sir," she said, forcing herself to sound cool and controlled. "Any particular time?"

 

[trodog41]

"I don't have time to discuss it right now, Esmeralda. Unless your plans are more important than passing this class and I expect to see you here after school. What part of after school do you not understand? Goodbye Esmeralda." He spoke perhaps a little more firmly than necessary but he had every intention of going through with this.

 

[esmeraldaflame]

Esmeralda wasn't sure what to make of Mr. Roberts' terse remark. Until now, she thought him to be an alright guy. Now, it seemed her friends were right: he was apparently just another stuck-up teacher who thought he was God's gift to academia, and was taking his frustration of not getting a higher faculty position out on his poor students. Esmeralda felt her heart sink.