Class Dismissed by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Class Dismissed by loyalsock

&#034Class dismissed,&#034 Dr. Monica Gutierrez announced with a smile and gathered up her papers. &#034James,&#034 she called to one of her students before he could leave. &#034Stay after, please, I have to discuss something with you.&#034 The sandy haired biology major took a seat on the nearest desktop and waited for the rest of the students to file out of the small lecture hall. Monica took her time putting away her things and clearing off the desk. &#034Professor&#034 James prompted nervously. &#034Is there something wrong&#034 Monica sighed. &#034I'm afraid so, James. You see, the thing is that I've noticed your grades seem to be slipping. You're still at the top of the class, but the last two papers you've handed in I've found lacking and your average has dropped at least five points since last I checked...&#034 The teacher closed the door and locked it before removing the clip from her hair and letting her dark locks cascade down her back. &#034Ah, that's better,&#034 she murmured lightly as she unbuttoned the first few buttons on her blouse and shook out her hair. James gulped as he watched his professor make herself more comfortable. After all, once class was over there was no reason to keep such a constraining decorum, but damn it, she had such a wonderful body. What James wouldn't give to have her unbuttoning that blouse just a little more... He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he saw her put her leg up on her chair and begin rolling down her stockings. ...

... &#034Sorry, James, you don't mind, do you&#034 Monica asked when she noticed her student blushing. &#034These are just so damn annoying. I only wear them for professional reasons.&#034 &#034No,&#034 James assured her. &#034It's okay.&#034 But it was not really okay. Her legs were long and supple, begging to be touched and mapped with an experienced tongue. James cleared his throat uncomfortably and shifted on the desk. &#034Is there anything I can do to bring my grade up to where it was&#034 &#034I'm not really sure, I don't offer extra credit, but you are my favorite student.&#034 Monica winked at him over her black rimmed glasses. &#034Please, professor, I'll do anything,&#034 James said, wishing he had the willpower to look at something other than the gorgeous woman in front of him that was rapidly causing his brain to stop functioning properly. &#034Anything&#034 Monica challenged, raising an eyebrow. James blushed and averted his eyes for a moment before letting them return back to her face. &#034Yes,&#034 he said bravely. He eyed her hungrily, his eyes roaming scandalously over her body. &#034Anything.&#034 Monica grinned and slowly closed the distance between their bodies, fitting easily between his knees where he sat. &#034Are you sure&#034 &#034Yes,&#034 James breathed and in an instant he crushed his mouth to hers, abandoning all rules of teacher-student relations and forcing his tongue into her mouth. He slid his body off the desk and pressed himself into her soft ...