I couldn’t help but steal glances at Arthur throughout the lecture. His sharp mind and quick wit were as attractive as his rugged good looks. As the last student filed out of the room, I found myself alone with him. He offered to help me with my things, and I couldn’t resist the chance to be closer to him.
“Thanks, Arthur,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I really appreciate it.”
He flashed me a charming smile, and I felt my heart race. “No problem, Ms. Jones. I’m always happy to help.”
As we packed up my papers and books, I couldn’t stop my eyes from wandering to his strong hands. I imagined them touching me, exploring my body. I bit my lip, trying to suppress the heat that was building inside me.
“Is something wrong, Ms. Jones?” Arthur asked, his voice filled with concern.
I shook my head, trying to regain my composure. “No, everything’s fine. I was just lost in thought.”
But Arthur wasn’t fooled. He stepped closer to me, his gaze intense. “You can tell me anything, Ms. Jones. I promise I won’t judge.”
I took a deep breath, feeling the words catch in my throat. “I… I’ve been attracted to you, Arthur. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it.”
Arthur’s eyes widened, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face. “I’ve felt the same way, Ms. Jones. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
I felt my heart pound in my chest as Arthur leaned in, his lips brushing against mine. The kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly deepened, our tongues tangling together. I moaned into his mouth, my hands reaching up to grip his shoulders.
Arthur pulled me closer, his hands sliding down to my ass. He squeezed it, eliciting another moan from me. I could feel his hard dick pressing against me, and I ached to have it inside me.
“Fuck, Ms. Jones,” Arthur growled. “I want you so bad.”
I bit my lip, feeling my pussy grow wet. “Take me, Arthur. I’m yours.”
With a groan, Arthur lifted me up and set me down on the table. He spread my legs, his eyes dark with desire. I could feel his breath on my pussy, and I squirmed in anticipation.
Arthur buried his face between my legs, his tongue exploring my wet folds. I cried out, my hands fisting in his hair. He licked and sucked at my clit, driving me wild with pleasure.
“Oh, fuck, Arthur,” I gasped. “I’m going to cum.”
Arthur didn’t stop, his tongue working its magic. I arched my back, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. I cried out, my body shaking with pleasure.
But Arthur wasn’t done. He stood up, his dick hard and ready. He pushed inside me, and I moaned at the sensation. He filled me up, stretching me in the most delicious way.
“Fuck, Ms. Jones,” Arthur groaned. “You feel so good.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He thrust into me, his movements fast and hard. I could feel another orgasm building inside me, and I clung to him, my nails digging into his back.
“Cum for me, Arthur,” I gasped. “Cum inside me.”
With a final thrust, Arthur let out a guttural cry. I felt his dick twitch inside me, and I knew he was cumming. The sensation sent me over the edge, and I came again, my pussy clenching around him.
Arthur collapsed on top of me, panting heavily. I stroked his back, feeling the sweat on his skin. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but I didn’t regret it. I had wanted Arthur for so long, and now I had him.
“That was… amazing,” Arthur said, his voice filled with awe.
I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction. “Yes, it was.”
We lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of our passion. I knew that this would change everything between us, but I didn’t care. I wanted Arthur, and I was willing to risk everything to have him.
As we gathered our things and left the room, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I knew that this was just the beginning, and I couldn’t wait to see where our relationship would go.
“See you next week, Ms. Jones,” Arthur said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
I smiled, feeling a thrill run through me. “See you then, Arthur.”
I couldn’t help but steal glances at Arthur throughout the lecture. His sharp mind and quick wit were as attractive as his rugged good looks. As the last student filed out of the room, I found myself alone with him. He offered to help me with my things, and I couldn’t resist the chance to be closer to him.
“Thanks, Arthur,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I really appreciate it.”
He flashed me a charming smile, and I felt my heart race. “No problem, Ms. Jones. I’m always happy to help.”
As we packed up my papers and books, I couldn’t stop my eyes from wandering to his strong hands. I imagined them touching me, exploring my body. I bit my lip, trying to suppress the heat that was building inside me.
“Is something wrong, Ms. Jones?” Arthur asked, his voice filled with concern.
I shook my head, trying to regain my composure. “No, everything’s fine. I was just lost in thought.”
But Arthur wasn’t fooled. He stepped closer to me, his gaze intense. “You can tell me anything, Ms. Jones. I promise I won’t judge.”
I took a deep breath, feeling the words catch in my throat. “I… I’ve been attracted to you, Arthur. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it.”
Arthur’s eyes widened, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face. “I’ve felt the same way, Ms. Jones. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
I felt my heart pound in my chest as Arthur leaned in, his lips brushing against mine. The kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly deepened, our tongues tangling together. I moaned into his mouth, my hands reaching up to grip his shoulders.
Arthur pulled me closer, his hands sliding down to my ass. He squeezed it, eliciting another moan from me. I could feel his hard dick pressing against me, and I ached to have it inside me.
“Fuck, Ms. Jones,” Arthur growled. “I want you so bad.”
I bit my lip, feeling my pussy grow wet. “Take me, Arthur. I’m yours.”
With a groan, Arthur lifted me up and set me down on the table. He spread my legs, his eyes dark with desire. I could feel his breath on my pussy, and I squirmed in anticipation.
Arthur buried his face between my legs, his tongue exploring my wet folds. I cried out, my hands fisting in his hair. He licked and sucked at my clit, driving me wild with pleasure.
“Oh, fuck, Arthur,” I gasped. “I’m going to cum.”
Arthur didn’t stop, his tongue working its magic. I arched my back, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. I cried out, my body shaking with pleasure.
But Arthur wasn’t done. He stood up, his dick hard and ready. He pushed inside me, and I moaned at the sensation. He filled me up, stretching me in the most delicious way.
“Fuck, Ms. Jones,” Arthur groaned. “You feel so good.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He thrust into me, his movements fast and hard. I could feel another orgasm building inside me, and I clung to him, my nails digging into his back.
“Cum for me, Arthur,” I gasped. “Cum inside me.”
With a final thrust, Arthur let out a guttural cry. I felt his dick twitch inside me, and I knew he was cumming. The sensation sent me over the edge, and I came again, my pussy clenching around him.
Arthur collapsed on top of me, panting heavily. I stroked his back, feeling the sweat on his skin. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but I didn’t regret it. I had wanted Arthur for so long, and now I had him.
“That was… amazing,” Arthur said, his voice filled with awe.
I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction. “Yes, it was.”
We lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of our passion. I knew that this would change everything between us, but I didn’t care. I wanted Arthur, and I was willing to risk everything to have him.
As we gathered our things and left the room, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I knew that this was just the beginning, and I couldn’t wait to see where our relationship would go.
“See you next week, Ms. Jones,” Arthur said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
I smiled, feeling a thrill run through me. “See you then, Arthur.”
