Setting: Tom was 220 pounds, a Star Trek fan, and a virgin. He was in his last year of college and was an overachiever, he had volunteered to be a teaching aid and had access to all the professor's answer sheets. It was a Monday morning when Marie Smith, his sexy classmate slid up looking for the cheat-sheet. She was 5'7'' with flowing black hair and a tiny waist. Tom adamantly refused.
"I can't do that. That would be a violation of the honor code."
"How about if I take my shirt and bra off? How'd you like a nice, long peek?"
For several minutes he stared wide-eyed. She started to unbutton her black silk blouse one-by-one.
"Do you want to me to keep going?"
He rambled incoherently, unable to believe what was going on. She finished unbuttoning but had not peeled the blouse away. She then removed to the shirt to reveal a full set of black bra-clad breasts.
"The paper first." she said.
He had never seen reel breasts before and could not pass this up. He rummaged through his folder faster than he'd done anything in his life, and handed her the answer-sheet. She matter-of-factly removed her bra. His head was filling with blood, and his dick was growing. She had the firmest, fullest most bountiful breasts in the school. He had never seen anything like it, not even on the internet.
"Ooooohhhhhhhh....." he moaned, staring. He seemed giddy, and ecstatic, she incredibility bored.
"You know..." she began "if you were to give me the answers to the chapter test, I'd be very grateful. I'd let you see and do a lot more."
The blood was pounding in his ears so he could barely hear her.
"How'd you like to run your hands over them. They're quite a mouthful" That was too much for him and he came in his shorts. "Ahhhhhhhh......"
"Do we have a deal?"
"Yesss..." he gasped barely audible. She donned her bra and blouse and left the room.
That evening, after a rigorous masturbation to her memory. He joined his Star Wars fan club, Kyle, Even and Chris, to dicide the matter. They were resolutely against letting her continue to cheat. But Tom now had a the respect and awe of his friends for having seen a girl's breasts.
The next mourning she met him in the empty class room.
"I absolutely cannot do this. No matter what you do. My mind is made up."
Before he could say anything more he removed her jacket to reveal she was topless. She grabbed his hands and shoved them on her chest.
"Does this assuage your conscious?"
He dick was rock solid and he had a ringing in his ears. He couldn't see because of the bright lights in his eyes.
"Suck them if you want."
But he couldn't do that or anything. Feeling her rock solid cleavage in his palms, he was unable to move. He could feel her nipples hard from the cold of the room. She leaned forward and lightly stroked his crotch, he yelled out.
"Yesssssssss.......",
He then went limp again. Able to move and think again, he gave her the cheat-sheet, as she disappeared out the door. What had he done? For a few moments of titillation, her had sacrificed the integrity of his school, and the trust of his teacher. Yoda would he disappointed. Honor sold out just for a few moments of fondling those gigantic, ripe breasts. Just to grope her gorgeous, full tits... He was hard again, and rubbed his crotch.
It was the night before the final and the last day of class and he was at his Star Wars fan club in Kyle's dirty basement, tacked with posters, sitting around a table looking at trading cards. He had not met her in the mornings anymore. He wasn't going to lie again, and had avoided her. There was suddenly a knock at the door, and it slowly opened. It was her. All the boys in the room gasped to see a woman.
"Get out!" Tom said. "I know you want the answers to the final and you won't get them."
