I sometimes still think of this moment when I’m masturbating… but basically a few years ago when I was at University I had a meeting with my professor to discuss an assessment. I don’t know why, maybe because it was a hot day, maybe because I was feeling hot - but I decided to wear my shortest skirt and a tight fitted strappy top. Immediately when I had arrived my professor had looked shocked, and I remember enjoying the effect that I’d had on him.

We were sat on fabric covered chairs opposite each other in his office while discussing what work I’d need to do and for some reason I found myself daydreaming about what it’d be like to have him fuck me over his desk. Well that was it, I couldn’t concentrate anymore and my pussy was so wet. I had involuntarily hiked my skirt up a bit and exposed more of my cleavage as he was talking, and I had noticed him glancing down at my body once or twice - it felt soo naughty and my panties were soaked.

I get up to leave and by this point I’m fucking dying I’m so horny - I stand up and see there’s a wet patch where I was sitting and as I look away I lock eyes with my professor, who is also just taking his eyes off the chair… and the wet patch… I feel my face heat up and I know I’ve gone bright red. I quickly looked down and he walked me to the door, but as I’m leaving I look down at him and notice that his trousers have become quite tight and I can see a hard bulge has formed and he ushered me out quickly, looking quite flushed himself. I came so hard later that day just thinking about it and what would have happened if I’d just grabbed it and got my mouth around it right there in his office.