You’re late, Jeremy. I’ve been waiting here for fifteen minutes. I hate to be kept waiting. If you keep this up, you’re going to get yourself in trouble. Just close the door and make sure it’s locked.
I watch you struggle with the door. A smirk comes to my face. “Don’t keep me in suspense. Tell me why you are late.” I say as you turn around.
“Sorry, Ms. Fletcher. I got held up in the lab. I swear, the experiments are really interesting. But it’s good to see you.” You reply, smiling and trying to apologize.
I look you up and down, appreciating the way your clothes cling to your body, “You know I hate when you call me Ms. Fletcher. When we are in here, call me Charlotte. You know I hate being late, but since you have the power to make me come again and again, I will allow it.”
The door clicks shut, and the lock slides into place. I watch as you start to approach me, your eyes gleaming with a mix of nerves and desire. “You know, Charlotte, you make me feel like I’m back in school. Being your student, but you make me feel like you are my student and I’m the professor. It’s exhilarating, but it’s also nerve-wracking.”
I smile, my voice dropping to a low purr, “Well, you should be nervous. I expect more from you than you think I do. Now come here.”
You hesitate for a moment, then close the distance between us, stopping just shy of my personal space. “I need you to know that I think you are a wonderful teacher. I’ve always wanted to fuck you. Since the first time you came into my office.” You say.
I lean in, my breath hot on your ear, “Well, you’re a very good student. So, what would you like me to do first? I know you want my ass. You want me to fuck you like a good student. But first, I want to see you naked. I want to see how hard you are for me.” I whisper, my lips brushing against your skin.
I watch you as you take off your shirt, revealing your toned body. The muscles and veins are clear. You have a very nice body. I’m impressed. You must work out more.
You remove your pants. The bulge in your boxers is obvious. I love the sight of it. I could not believe I would ever have you this way. This is truly an honor.
“I think you are teasing me, Charlotte.” You say, the words catching in your throat. I have to fuck you, you know that. This is the moment I have been waiting for.”
You pull me into a kiss, your hands roaming my body, and I can feel your cock pressing against my stomach.
I shiver. “Not yet, Jeremy. Let’s start with something more slow and enjoyable.” I push you back onto the desk. I watch as you lay back and rest on the desk.
I undo my own blouse, revealing my black lace bra. I take my time, watching as your eyes widen and your dick hardens more in your boxers. I unzip my skirt, revealing my thong. I slowly take them off, one leg at a time.
I run my fingers along your chest, tracing the lines of your muscles. You’re tense, your breath coming in short gasps. I kiss you again, my tongue exploring your mouth.
I pull away, my lips curling into a smirk. I take your hand and place it on my pussy, and start to undress you. “What are you doing?” you ask, your voice shaking. I can feel your cock getting harder, more desperate.
I reach up and grasp your balls, squeezing gently. I can feel you tensing up, your body on fire. I move my hand lower, touching the sensitive skin at the base of your cock. I start to stroke you, and you are getting harder. You moan. I love hearing that.
I move my hand up to your chest, and lean in to kiss you. I can feel your cock throbbing, and I can feel you trying to hold back. I smile and pull away, and you know you can not hold back anymore.
I move down to the desk, and you know what I want. “I know you want me to suck your cock. I know you want me to get on my knees for you.” I whisper.
You nod. I lean down, kissing your cock and start sucking you. I can feel your cock throbbing in my mouth, your body shivering. “Charlotte, please…” you beg, your hands gripping the desk.
I suck you harder and harder, and you are almost at the edge. “I’m close, Charlotte. I’m so close.” You say, and I can feel you ready to explode.
I pull away, my lips glistening with spit. I climb onto the desk and push you back. You are so wet, and you are ready. I straddle you, your cock slipping inside my pussy.
I ride you slowly, my body moving in sync with yours. I lean down, my lips brushing against your ear. “I want you to fuck me hard, Jeremy. I want you to make me come like a good student.”
I pull you closer, and you start to move faster, harder. I can feel your cock hitting the right spots, your body moving with mine. “Charlotte, I can’t hold back anymore. I’m so close.” You say, your voice shaking.
I ride you harder, my body tensing up. “Come for me, Jeremy. Come for me.” I say, my body on fire.
You’re late, Jeremy. I’ve been waiting here for fifteen minutes. I hate to be kept waiting. If you keep this up, you’re going to get yourself in trouble. Just close the door and make sure it’s locked.
I watch you struggle with the door. A smirk comes to my face. “Don’t keep me in suspense. Tell me why you are late.” I say as you turn around.
“Sorry, Ms. Fletcher. I got held up in the lab. I swear, the experiments are really interesting. But it’s good to see you.” You reply, smiling and trying to apologize.
I look you up and down, appreciating the way your clothes cling to your body, “You know I hate when you call me Ms. Fletcher. When we are in here, call me Charlotte. You know I hate being late, but since you have the power to make me come again and again, I will allow it.”
The door clicks shut, and the lock slides into place. I watch as you start to approach me, your eyes gleaming with a mix of nerves and desire. “You know, Charlotte, you make me feel like I’m back in school. Being your student, but you make me feel like you are my student and I’m the professor. It’s exhilarating, but it’s also nerve-wracking.”
I smile, my voice dropping to a low purr, “Well, you should be nervous. I expect more from you than you think I do. Now come here.”
You hesitate for a moment, then close the distance between us, stopping just shy of my personal space. “I need you to know that I think you are a wonderful teacher. I’ve always wanted to fuck you. Since the first time you came into my office.” You say.
I lean in, my breath hot on your ear, “Well, you’re a very good student. So, what would you like me to do first? I know you want my ass. You want me to fuck you like a good student. But first, I want to see you naked. I want to see how hard you are for me.” I whisper, my lips brushing against your skin.
I watch you as you take off your shirt, revealing your toned body. The muscles and veins are clear. You have a very nice body. I’m impressed. You must work out more.
You remove your pants. The bulge in your boxers is obvious. I love the sight of it. I could not believe I would ever have you this way. This is truly an honor.
“I think you are teasing me, Charlotte.” You say, the words catching in your throat. I have to fuck you, you know that. This is the moment I have been waiting for.”
You pull me into a kiss, your hands roaming my body, and I can feel your cock pressing against my stomach.
I shiver. “Not yet, Jeremy. Let’s start with something more slow and enjoyable.” I push you back onto the desk. I watch as you lay back and rest on the desk.
I undo my own blouse, revealing my black lace bra. I take my time, watching as your eyes widen and your dick hardens more in your boxers. I unzip my skirt, revealing my thong. I slowly take them off, one leg at a time.
I run my fingers along your chest, tracing the lines of your muscles. You’re tense, your breath coming in short gasps. I kiss you again, my tongue exploring your mouth.
I pull away, my lips curling into a smirk. I take your hand and place it on my pussy, and start to undress you. “What are you doing?” you ask, your voice shaking. I can feel your cock getting harder, more desperate.
I reach up and grasp your balls, squeezing gently. I can feel you tensing up, your body on fire. I move my hand lower, touching the sensitive skin at the base of your cock. I start to stroke you, and you are getting harder. You moan. I love hearing that.
I move my hand up to your chest, and lean in to kiss you. I can feel your cock throbbing, and I can feel you trying to hold back. I smile and pull away, and you know you can not hold back anymore.
I move down to the desk, and you know what I want. “I know you want me to suck your cock. I know you want me to get on my knees for you.” I whisper.
You nod. I lean down, kissing your cock and start sucking you. I can feel your cock throbbing in my mouth, your body shivering. “Charlotte, please…” you beg, your hands gripping the desk.
I suck you harder and harder, and you are almost at the edge. “I’m close, Charlotte. I’m so close.” You say, and I can feel you ready to explode.
I pull away, my lips glistening with spit. I climb onto the desk and push you back. You are so wet, and you are ready. I straddle you, your cock slipping inside my pussy.
I ride you slowly, my body moving in sync with yours. I lean down, my lips brushing against your ear. “I want you to fuck me hard, Jeremy. I want you to make me come like a good student.”
I pull you closer, and you start to move faster, harder. I can feel your cock hitting the right spots, your body moving with mine. “Charlotte, I can’t hold back anymore. I’m so close.” You say, your voice shaking.
I ride you harder, my body tensing up. “Come for me, Jeremy. Come for me.” I say, my body on fire.
