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The Blond And The Professor Part 1

She lay on the desk and he stood next to her, holding her legs apart as he slowly slid his dick into her dripping pussy...
He stood silently in the doorway, eyeing her. She sat sideways in a desk in the back of the classroom with her elbows on her knees and her chin resting in her hands, her blond hair falling forward and hiding her face from him.

He cleared his throat, Ms. Jennston? You shouldn't be in here. My classroom isn't a hang-out for students."

She bolted up and turned to face him, her red-rimmed eyes catching him off guard.

She sniffled and stuttered an apology, I-I'm ss-sorry""

Dear God, she was crying.

He interrupted her, There really isn't a need to apologize. Why don't I give you a moment and you can leave in a few minutes when you're ready. Go back to you dorm."

She stopped him as his hand settled on the knob, Wait! Don't go. I don't really want to be alone right now. I just didn't want the other students to see me like this."

She clutched the edge of her skirt, wrinkling the fabric in her hands. Biting her lip, she watched him and breathed a sigh of relief when he removed his hand from the knob and set his briefcase on his desk.

He walked down the aisle of desks. Okay. Is there something you want to talk about?"

"Do you think I'm attractive?"

He frowned and stopped in front of her, Ms. Jennston that is a highly inappropriate question to ask your professor."

"Oh, no! I mean my boyfriend just broke up with me. Over a text," she held her phone up to him, where he said he's found someone else. Am I just not good enough?"

Her delectable lower lip pouted and he was ashamed to admit he was considering answering her question.

For moral support.

"Jennifer, I think you are a lovely young woman and I'm sure there are plenty of other young men your age that will be delighted you are now available for the taking."

Her eyes cleared and she asked, You think so?"

He was treading on thin ice now, but he nodded at her. Yes. Now you can go on coffee dates and twerk against guys at the club, or whatever it is you do."

For a moment, he imagined her at the club in a skin-tight dress and her back-end bouncing in beat to the bass.

A small smile touched the corners of her mouth and she did what he was worried she would do.

Physical contact.

She sprung from the desk and wrapped her arms around his neck. She was saying something but he wasn't paying attention to it. Her hair smelled like flowers and his hand had brushed her breast when she closed in on him. He combed his fingers through her hair and rested his other hand in the small of her back.

He didn't mean to pull her closer. It was an instinctual action. She was warm, she was soft, and she smelled so wonderfully female.

The unexpected action shot a little buzz of excitement through him.

She parted her lips and ran her tongue up his neck, then nibbled on his earlobe. He held her closer against him and slowly lifted the fabric of her skirt up. He slid his hands under the fabric and squeezed her full cheek in his hand.

He turned his mouth to her and caught her lips under his. She moaned and pressed her hips up against him.

He was lost in the scent of her, the sweet taste of her hot mouth. He shuffled one foot back to balance them but in doing so, moved the desk back, making a scraping sound as it scratched the floor.

He was still at work. She was still one of his students.

He tore his mouth away from her and, surprised, she complained, Professor"

She trailed off when he shook his head at her. No, Jennifer. You're still my student. I could get fired for this kind of behavior."

She rested the back of her fingers against the side of his face, But you can't take this away from me now. I need this. I want to know I'm still attractive."

He caught her wrist and pulled her hand away. I think you need to go back to the dorms and we should forget about this. Like I said, there are plenty of young men here that are your own age."

She huffed out an angry breath and stepped away from him. She grabbed her bag and stormed out of the room, not even looking back at him on her way out.

The next day

He glared at the loud students in the hall, their laughter echoing around his classroom. He closed the door while his students busily scribbled in their test answers. One by one, as each student finished the test, they left early and shut the door behind them.

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