Seduced By A Student - Part I - Sex Stories

Seduced By A Student - Part I

... what, three weeks away? – if you don’t deal with whatever it is now, there’s not exactly much time left.”

Monica paused for a second, let out a big sigh, and sat back down. For the first time since she arrived, Monica looked composed.

“Ok, I’m just gonna do this,” she said more to herself than to me. “You know…like what you were saying about the college experience, and how there are only three weeks left?”

“Yes,” I said, not quite sure where she was going.

“Well, there’s this one thing. This thing that I knew that I wanted to do ever since my first day on campus. Something that I just felt I needed, you know? An experience that I had to have, one that would make being a college student…complete. Not having it would be a massive disappointment, and well, three weeks left and all…time is running out.”

“I see. Well, I wouldn’t want one of my favorite students to miss out on something so important to her. How can I help?”

“I’m one of your favorite students?”

“Yeah, of course! I told you, the staff here really pays attention to who does what, we consider everything and all the profs here really think that you’re an outstanding young woman.”

“Do you think that I’m pretty?”

The sudden shift took me by surprise. I had to take a minute before answering. Of course I did, Monica was a stunner and she had to know it, but any kind of talk like this could get me fired. The school was aware that students sometimes developed crushes on staff, and vice versa, ...

... so there were strict rules in place, forbidding not only any kind of discussions of a sexual or romantic nature between staff and students but also no comments were allowed to be made about appearances. I looked over at my office door, double-checking to make sure that it was still open. One of the rules we had to follow was no closed-door meetings with students of the opposite sex.

“Monica…You know the school has rules that we both have to follow.”

“I know, but it’s just the two of here; there’s no one else around. I just need to know if you think I’m pretty or not.”

I knew how wrong it was, but part of me wanted to tell her. “Of course, Monica, and you know that you’re an attractive young woman. What is this about? Why are you here?”

I saw Monica’s eyes dart towards the door. “Can I close the door?”

“No, absolutely not.”

“Fine,” she said. “I’ll whisper it to you instead.”

Monica got up and walked around my desk. She lifted her left knee, rested it on the arm of my chair, and leaned across me. Even though she came from my right side, she positioned herself to whisper into my left ear, doing so nuzzled my face into her neck, and pressed her breasts into my chest. The combination of the scent of her perfume and her body brushed up against mine, froze me in place.

“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered in my ear.

She pulled away from me, hoping to see my reaction. I almost reached to hold her close to me but my fear prevented it. I was completely ...