Semester - Prologue - The blackmail - Sex Stories

Semester - Prologue - The blackmail

Yes, I cheated. I wanted to get 5 (out of 5) for my grade. I am a straight-5 student, but this class had been... odd. It was not difficult per se, but the professor had some unorthodox views and perspectives that you just cannot find in the standard textbooks. I am very good when it comes to finding and reading information, but I was sure that I would fail at least on some level if I didn't try to cheat. Our professor, Joanna Yahaira, was so laid back that I did not expect her to pay attention to the exam nor even care if someone tried to cheat. But she did pay attention and she did care. I received an email from the Professor where she explained in detail how I cheated and how it was recorded in the classroom. There is no disputing that proof. And now I am going to be expelled.

Professor Yahaira is in her late thirties, I believe 38, but already quite esteemed in educational circles in my home country. She is beloved in our university by students and other teachers. Especially, she is popular with male students and reasons for that are quite obvious. Quite frankly, she is the "hot professor". Perfect D-cup breasts and long blonde hair are the first things that people notice. Most girls in our class, myself included, are quite envious of her ass. Even though she does not dress very provocatively, her assets are clearly visible which makes her just that much hotter. But maybe the most noticeable feature is the way she talks. It does not matter if she talks about her ...

... profession, what everyone did during the weekend or how is the weather, she can maintain a certain level of authority and seductiveness in her voice. It is quite captivating.

Anyway, back to the story. She has asked me to join her at her residence in the evening to make my case. Sufficient to say, I am very afraid and I keep scoulding myself while walking to her place. I did not really need to have the 5 that bad and now I am a risk of being kicked out of the university. But I keep wondering... If she was adamant to expel me, why bother to even talk with me? I guess I will learn it very soon.

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Professor Yahaira lives in quite a big house. I would not call it a mansion, but it is quite evident that she is not running out of money anytime soon. As a poor student, I can only hope to live in as an expensive place in the future. But that means that I need to graduate first which means that I need to resolve this mess. I ring the fancy-looking doorbell and I can hear how the bell echoes inside. After what feels like an eternity I see the door opening. A well-dressed man opens the door and says, 'Yes miss, how can we help you?'. I expected Professor Yahaira to answer the door so I awkwardly replied, 'Uuum... Sorry but is this the residence of Joanna Yahaira?'. The man was staring at me sternly and said with a firm voice, 'Yes miss, this is the residence of PROFESSOR Yahaira. Do you have an appointment with PROFESSOR Yahaira?'. He ...