I’ve seen you around, always wearing those slutty outfits that show off your ass. You thought no one noticed, but you’re the only thing people talk about. We’ve all heard the roomers, about how you’ve sucked off Professor Smith regularly just to get an A, or how you had group sex with the women’s volleyball team. Every day you come to my class dressed like a little slut, wearing tight yoga pants and tank tops. Hell, you might as well just come to class naked. I’m tired of you being a fucking slutty tease.

To you, I’m your typical professor. Always dressed in khakis and a button up shirt, who drinks coffee while lecturing and is in decent shape. Little do you know there is a whole different side to me your fixing to find out about. I’m in the process of grading your exam when the thought of you comes up. My cock starts to get hard just thinking about your tits and what they would be like to fuck. Hell, your friend that sits next to you, Amber, doesn’t help matters with that cute face of hers. I bet she’s sucked a lot of cock on campus. For that matter, the two of you have probably gone down on the cheer squad, making them cum a couple times.

I’ve reached the point where I’m finished putting up with you, always teasing me and trying to get me hard during class. After class, I return to my office and send you an email, asking that you to meet one day this week to discuss your latest test grade. Meanwhile, I prepare my office for your visit, making sure it is cleaned up and tidy. After a couple hours, I see you’ve replied, notifying me you could meet tomorrow afternoon.

Fast forward to tomorrow afternoon, I hear a knock on my door and notice it’s you. I welcome you in and invite you to sit down. You’re dressed like a slut, wearing yoga pants that hug your ass nicely and a top that’s so tight, your nipples are poking through. “Hi (insert name), thank you for meeting with me. I wanted to talk to you about your latest test. You scored a 55. You have been performing much better on exams, is everything ok? Did you not study for the exam?” As we’re talking, I can tell you’re nervous and want a way out of this situation. You inform me that you had just broken up with your boyfriend the day before, and didn’t have the time you’d normally have to study. I decide to be the cool professor, and offer you an opportunity to raise your grade. I warn you though, this opportunity is very different from other opportunities you might receive on campus. (I’d like to pick up the story here.)

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