My only night class this semester is trigonometry, there’s no place I’d rather be on Monday and Wednesday evenings than in the classroom of Professor Jamison. He won’t let us call him professor though, he insists that all his students call him by his first name, Kyle. I rest my chin on my hand and think dreamily to myself ‘Mrs. Kyle Jamison, hmm, has a nice ring to it’. I knew it was going to be tough going back to school at age 29, and I also knew I’d be doing better in this class if I didn’t spend so much time staring at Kyle’s ass as he solved complicated math problems on the chalkboard.

I am snapped out of my reverie as Kyle’s teaching assistant begins returning to us our most recent exam. He slides my paper in front of me and I cringe as I see the ‘C-‘ in red ink at the top of the page. I gather up my things as class is coming to an end and Kyle calls out “Anne, can you stay a minute, please?”           

“Umm, sure” I stammer, feeling the heat creeping up into my face. The students file out, chatting and laughing together. Kyle has a brief exchange with his TA, and he also exits the large room, leaving Kyle and I alone together. Kyle shakes his head as he walks toward me, “I’m really disappointed in you,” he says softly, “I’ve seen your marks in your other classes and you could be a really exceptional student if you could just master these fundamentals”.

I sit quietly and stare down at my test paper, my whole body is tingling and I can feel my panties getting wet as Kyle stands behind my chair and leans over my shoulder, the scent of his aftershave is heavenly. He points at one of the problems that I missed and starts talking about the relationship between the angles and their opposite sides. The only relationship I can think about is the one between his cock and my lips.

I realize he hasn’t said anything for a moment and I think he’s asked me a question but I’m not sure because my thoughts are elsewhere. He lifts my chin toward him and says playfully, “Are you listening to me?” I smile and blush and he brushes a stray hair across my forehead and tucks it behind my ear. We continue looking at each other and the atmosphere in the room has decidedly changed. He removes my glasses and gently lays them on the table in front of me and presses his lips firmly to mine. I put my hand behind his head and run my fingers through his sandy blonde hair, it’s as soft as it looks and it smells even better.

His hand tentatively reaches for and rests upon my right breast, caressing it gently over my shirt as our velvet tongues continue dancing together. I reach a hand down to feel his hardness through his pants and I am surprised at his size. He pulls back a bit and I know he’s thinking that this is wrong, but I know in my heart that it is oh-so-right. I motion for him to sit in the chair beside me and I kneel on the floor between his legs, removing his stiffness from his pants. I softly blow warm air on it and he closes his eyes, his head falling back slightly. I take my time, licking in long strokes up and down his cock teasingly. With his hand on the back of my head, he gently pushes it down, my warm, wet mouth finally encompassing his entire length.           

He then pulls me up to him and quickly removes my pants, urging me to straddle him. He leaves my low-cut top on, but pulls it down revealing my lacy bra, which he also pulls down so that my breasts are exposed above the top of my shirt. He flicks at my nipples with his tongue as I lower myself down onto his throbbing cock. I rock slowly at first, enjoying the heady sensation of finally having him inside of me. Gradually my speed builds until I am bouncing up and down on him like a bucking bronco. Our cries are growing louder and more intense and my pussy clenches around him as his semen floods into me, I throw my arms around his neck and bury my screams into his hair.           

We dress without saying a word and finally I say jokingly, “So do you need a new TA for next semester?” to which he answers with a wink “No, but I do need someone to have dinner with me on Friday, know anyone who might be interested?”