The Strict Professor

Come in.

Yes, yes. You’re a little early, but it’s fine.

Come in, shut the door.

Have a seat.

Anywhere is fine. Just give me a minute here…

What? Yes, fine, sit on the couch if you’d like.

Alright… and done.

So, do you have your paper with you? The one you needed help with?

No, I’ll just have a quick read of it, won’t take long.

Let me see, let me see…

Hmm… okay. Yeah… there’s… okay, that’s there and… yes.

Okay then we’ve got… okay. Where is… hmm, okay. That’s lacking, and I think this could be…

Okay, so this is… well, it’s better than it was last week, but I’m afraid it’s still not quite there.

I mean, it’s a fine paper. Your thesis is clearly outlined, but it’s lacking something. There’s no passion, no intrigue.

Yes, I know it’s a research paper. Facts are key, but there has to be more than that.

I don’t see any passion in your words, and I definitely don’t feel like you really know your way around the subject.

It’s not the caliber of work I expected from you. In my lectures you speak with such intent… here it almost seems mindless.

No, it’s not that you won’t pass. It’s fine work, it’s just not great, and I know you can do better.

It’s missing that something extra, the thing that takes it from good to great. It’s just not in here.

Mind if I sit? Alright. I want to show you…

So here… in this sentence. You’re highlighting the most recent set of statistics…

Yeah, that’s fine, move closer.

Do you see what I’m talking about? Right here.

If you added in something… not sentimental, but something that tugs at people’s emotions, something that makes the stat more than just a number.

If you add that, that is what would make a world of difference.

Exactly.

And here. I think before you dive into this whole mess of theory, you need something to prepare the reader.

It’s kind of like…

Okay, any time you want to drop a theory, one that will make the reader think for more than just a fleeting moment, you have to really capture their attention.

Wait, what are you doing? Taking off your sweater because it’s hot in here? I don’t think—

Look, I’m not sure what idea you have about this meeting, but I—

I don’t think this is…

Well, yes, I’m distracted now.

Why?

You’re sitting so close to me… taking off your sweater… and your hand is on my knee…

No, it’s not that I don’t like it. That’s not the point.

This isn’t appropriate at all. I’m to be helping you and you’re—

Look, you scheduled this meeting so I could help you with your paper, correct?

So you also wanted to talk to me about something else? Something personal?

Okay… what is it?

You’re nervous? It’s okay.

Of course, you can be honest with me. Nothing you say leaves this room.

You have a confession? Okay.

You… have a crush. On a professor. And you aren’t sure what to do about that?

Yes, I know. I know.

Well, I think it’s obvious. So no, you don’t have to get specific.

Yes, of course, I’ve noticed. How could I not?

I mean… you haven’t exactly been subtle, have you?

The way your eyes follow me long after I’ve called on you to answer a question in class.

The way you twirl your hair when I come by your desk.

Those short little skirts you insist on wearing, even when the lecture hall is freezing.

Yes, I’ve noticed. I’ve noticed all year how you’ve been trying to get my attention.

Of course, I knew what you were doing, what your intentions were… what your intentions are now…

Do I what? Do I want it?

It’s not about what I want. We can’t… you know there are certain rules, standards that must be upheld.

Yes. You know I do.

You want to hear me say it?

Yes, I want you, I’ve always wanted you.

Yes. I’ve noticed your flirting and your teasing, and I haven’t done anything about it because I like it.

I know. No one has to find out.

We shouldn’t do this.

You are such a bad girl tempting me like this. On school property as well. That was your intention for this meeting, wasn’t it?

To get me alone in my office and make your move?

What am I going to do about it? Hmm…

I certainly could do something about it… show you that you shouldn’t go around trying to seduce your professors…

Do you want that? You want your professor to teach you a lesson? To punish you for being so needy and obvious?

Get up. Yes, over to the desk… that’s it. Put your hands in front of you on the surface.

Good. Just like that.

Hmm, how should I discipline you… what should I do to you for being such a tease…?

Look straight ahead. Spread your legs apart for me.

Good.

I want you to lean over the desk, flat across the surface. Keep your feet planted where they are.

Yes.

Now… you are going to remain right here in this position. No matter what happens… you’re going to stay just like that.

Are we clear?

Say, ‘Yes, professor.’

Good.

I’m going to come up behind you… and press myself against you.

Do you feel how hard you make me? What all that naughty teasing has done to me?

I’m going to lift your skirt… and make you feel exactly how much I’ve wanted you.

All these weeks, watching you sit in my class, flirting with me, dressing like such a naughty girl so desperate for my attention…

Yeah, this is exactly how much I want you.

Do you feel me teasing you? My cock pressed up against you…

You want me inside you already? No foreplay, you want me to just fuck you right here on the desk?

Mmm, such a needy girl you are.

Is this what you need? RIght here…

Fuck…

This cock sliding deep inside you…

Yes, you feel so good…

This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Coming to my office, pretending you need my help with your paper…

You just wanted me to take you right here, didn’t you? Just like this.

Such a naughty girl, getting fucked on your professor’s desk. I know you like it.

It turns you on, doesn’t it? Flirting with me and teasing me, making me want you.

I do want you, I’ve always wanted you…

Yeah, you want me to go harder? I know. Take it harder, just like that…

Yeah, play with that clit for me. Reach your hand between your legs and play with it…

Good, just like that. Keep going until you cum for me…

Yes, fuck… you feel so good. It feels so good to be bad like this… it’s so bad…

Yeah? You want to cum for me? I’m close too, I’m so close… fuck.

Yeah, just like that. You like my fingers digging into your hips like that as I pull you back onto my cock?

Oh, yeah. Fuck, that felt good.

Yes, I think we both needed that.

Yeah, you can straighten up and… where are my pants…?

Ah, there.

You weren’t sure I… What?

Weren’t sure I would want this? With being your professor…

Well, it is risky…

But we’ll just have to be more discreet then, won’t we?

Yes, that means no more flirting with me so brazenly during class.

Keep a low profile so we can do this again.

Of course I want to do it again. How could I not?