Seducing the Teacher

“You do know what you want, don’t you. I like that.” She could see the erection in his pants growing larger as he took time to appreciate the view.
“Seems I know exactly what you like, Professor John Browning.” She smiled coyly, swapping one leg over the other to give him a quick flash of panty.
“John. You’ll be screaming it soon,” He replied with a smirk, sliding her thighs apart to reveal the soaking panties between them. “Seems you’re not quite as cool as you’d have me believe.” He whispered in mimicry of her teasing. His hand ran up one thigh and down the other, just barely grazing her intimate flesh. She gasped with delight, grasping the edge of the desk tighter as she took in the sensation of his hands on her.
He undid the buttons of her blouse with expert precision, leaving her to discard the unnecessary garment as he took his time with her breasts. With fingertips he traced a pattern from her throat to her breasts, lingering and meandering along his way to the tightening buds in their centers. She’d worn no bra, and he was granted free access to the lush softness she’d so proudly displayed through the soaking robe.
Tracie moaned when he finally let one finger drift across a pebble nub, the sensation sending little shivers of pleasure coursing through her.
“Do you know what you do to me, Tracie?” He whispered against her ear as his hands drifted from her breasts to her stomach, tracing a lazy trail down toward the heat which pooled at her core.
“What do I do to you, John?”
“Drive me wild.”