Straight Male / 35
I teach at a "comprehensive university," which is a euphemism for third-rate institution. Most of my students are either not very bright, not very motivated, or both. Some of the courses I teach involve a lot of writing, so I often get to see the unsophisticated thought processes of my students up close. It can get pretty frustrating at times. As a distraction, it's nice to have at least one hot girl in the class. The girl doesn't have to be particularly striking. A lithe body and decent face will suffice, especially when a girl accentuates her ass and legs by wearing tight black legging-pants which seem to be in fashion now.
Recently there's been a real dry spell with hot girls in my classes. No one the last two semesters, with has been quite unfortunate. Last year I had better luck -- a really sexy girl in my class who offered quite a bit of nice distraction. Fortunately as well, she was not too smart but pretty dedicated to school, which meant that she would come to office hours for help.
One time in my office I was looking at something she had written on the computer while she was standing in back of me. While I was reading her paper, I felt her foot touch my foot. Almost immediately I got a hard-on. My lap was under the desk, so she (probably) couldn't tell. I wasn't sure whether this action was intentional or not. I think she probably suspected that I was attracted to her and realized she could manipulate this to her advantage. I did give her a good deal extra help.
As the class went on, I fantasized about the possibility of trading a grade for sex with her. I would make a suggestion in some plausibly deniable way. I would mention to her that there was a possibility of extra credit, and that extra credit could bring her grade up to an A, but that a lot of students wouldn't have it in them to do the extra credit, and I wondered whether she might. I would see whether she made comments suggesting she might be interested.
I do have to admit that, at least in her case, I would have to say that -- if I knew I could get a way with it -- I would have given her an A if she had sex with me. I probably would have done it for less than that: strip down to panties and bra and suck my dick, or maybe massage with a happy ending.
I'm very turned on the idea of doing this in my office at night. I can imagine me telling her to come back and do the extra credit late, say 10:30 pm. I would give her my phone number. I would get there early to make sure no one was there, and await her arrival with a mixture of exciteness and nervousness. She might not show up. A few minutes after 10:30, I would get a call -- it must be her. I pick up, thinking maybe she is cancelling. She says "Hi, I'm running late -- I just left." I tell her to go in the side door of the building. When we get off the phone, I go downstairs to make sure the door is unlocked. I go back up to my office and try to read something to pass the time. It's hard to think about anything else. Time goes very, very slowly. I'm listening intently to see if I will hear her coming. Finally, around 11:07, I hear a light knock on my office door. It startles me, and I think I can feel the adrenaline rushing. I tell myself to keep calm. I open the door slowly. It's Carol, in a tanktop and jeans. "Hey, good to see you, come on in." She doesn't say anything, which makes me a bit nervous.
I ask her to take a seat, which she does. I close the door and sit in my chair. "It's been a long day," I say, not knowing exactly how to breach the boundary in this netherworld. "Yeah," she says, "me too -- I'm really tired and have to get up early tomorrow."
"I hope this is okay." I say, thinking that if I want this to happen, I might need take some bolder moves and initiate.
"I really need an A in this class," she says.
"Well, when can you do, would you say??"
"I can go down on you -- with a condom, but no sex."
There she said it. What was implicit was now out in the open. I was aa bit disappointed. A blowjob with a condom didn't felt rather boring relative to the fantasy I had had of fucking her doggy-style while she leaned over the desk. But I was in no position to push her, If she had second thoughts later, she could ruin me. I quickly reconciled myself with the thought that it would be sheer joy even just to look down at her beautiful with her mouth wrapped around my dick. That thought gave me a strong erection.
"That sounds great. I have to say, you are so beautiful." I feel like I am complimenting her in part of a futile quest to keep her trust.
"Thanks" she says sheepishly.
My heart sinks a bit as I realize that I may not get to see much of her body. This would be a real disappointment.
"It would also be nice just to see some of your body." I wait for that to sink in and, not seeing the look of adamant refusal, continue with, "You can leave your bra and panties on."
"What if someone comes here and we have to get up quickly??" she asks.
Fuck I think. She won't do it.
"There's no one up here though. You don't have to worry about it. The door is locked behind you."
Recently there's been a real dry spell with hot girls in my classes. No one the last two semesters, with has been quite unfortunate. Last year I had better luck -- a really sexy girl in my class who offered quite a bit of nice distraction. Fortunately as well, she was not too smart but pretty dedicated to school, which meant that she would come to office hours for help.
One time in my office I was looking at something she had written on the computer while she was standing in back of me. While I was reading her paper, I felt her foot touch my foot. Almost immediately I got a hard-on. My lap was under the desk, so she (probably) couldn't tell. I wasn't sure whether this action was intentional or not. I think she probably suspected that I was attracted to her and realized she could manipulate this to her advantage. I did give her a good deal extra help.
As the class went on, I fantasized about the possibility of trading a grade for sex with her. I would make a suggestion in some plausibly deniable way. I would mention to her that there was a possibility of extra credit, and that extra credit could bring her grade up to an A, but that a lot of students wouldn't have it in them to do the extra credit, and I wondered whether she might. I would see whether she made comments suggesting she might be interested.
I do have to admit that, at least in her case, I would have to say that -- if I knew I could get a way with it -- I would have given her an A if she had sex with me. I probably would have done it for less than that: strip down to panties and bra and suck my dick, or maybe massage with a happy ending.
I'm very turned on the idea of doing this in my office at night. I can imagine me telling her to come back and do the extra credit late, say 10:30 pm. I would give her my phone number. I would get there early to make sure no one was there, and await her arrival with a mixture of exciteness and nervousness. She might not show up. A few minutes after 10:30, I would get a call -- it must be her. I pick up, thinking maybe she is cancelling. She says "Hi, I'm running late -- I just left." I tell her to go in the side door of the building. When we get off the phone, I go downstairs to make sure the door is unlocked. I go back up to my office and try to read something to pass the time. It's hard to think about anything else. Time goes very, very slowly. I'm listening intently to see if I will hear her coming. Finally, around 11:07, I hear a light knock on my office door. It startles me, and I think I can feel the adrenaline rushing. I tell myself to keep calm. I open the door slowly. It's Carol, in a tanktop and jeans. "Hey, good to see you, come on in." She doesn't say anything, which makes me a bit nervous.
I ask her to take a seat, which she does. I close the door and sit in my chair. "It's been a long day," I say, not knowing exactly how to breach the boundary in this netherworld. "Yeah," she says, "me too -- I'm really tired and have to get up early tomorrow."
"I hope this is okay." I say, thinking that if I want this to happen, I might need take some bolder moves and initiate.
"I really need an A in this class," she says.
"Well, when can you do, would you say??"
"I can go down on you -- with a condom, but no sex."
There she said it. What was implicit was now out in the open. I was aa bit disappointed. A blowjob with a condom didn't felt rather boring relative to the fantasy I had had of fucking her doggy-style while she leaned over the desk. But I was in no position to push her, If she had second thoughts later, she could ruin me. I quickly reconciled myself with the thought that it would be sheer joy even just to look down at her beautiful with her mouth wrapped around my dick. That thought gave me a strong erection.
"That sounds great. I have to say, you are so beautiful." I feel like I am complimenting her in part of a futile quest to keep her trust.
"Thanks" she says sheepishly.
My heart sinks a bit as I realize that I may not get to see much of her body. This would be a real disappointment.
"It would also be nice just to see some of your body." I wait for that to sink in and, not seeing the look of adamant refusal, continue with, "You can leave your bra and panties on."
"What if someone comes here and we have to get up quickly??" she asks.
Fuck I think. She won't do it.
"There's no one up here though. You don't have to worry about it. The door is locked behind you."
