You had been late for all my classes, always interrupting my presentations by noisily attempting to sneak in door. More times than not you looked as if you had just came back from a night out. Your hair and makeup still done up from the night before.
Yet it always impressed me how well you did in any essay. Always managing to achieve a moderate to high grade, outstanding considering your poor effort in class. Although I did have to always wait a while on your work. Never in on time, always asking for extension after extension.
Maybe I was too soft on you? I always agreed to them. Letting you have a week here, two weeks there. I think it was the way you looked at me. Those brown eyes and lips that just begged me to kiss them. The tight outfits you wore always caught my eye. I loved seeing your curves on show, your legs out and your top daringly low.
You would bite your lip and then pout as you asked me for 'another week' to complete your coursework. It was a simple assignment, it shouldn't have taken you much longer than a night if you had devoted your time to that rather than nights out.
I know your type, far too busy dancing all night and chasing guys to be studying for your course. Maybe this time as you strutted over to see me at the end of my lecture I wouldn't be so lenient with you.
You were wearing that reddish pink push up bra. I could see glimpses of it as you leaned over my desk. It squeezed those perfect tits of yours together so nicely I had to pull my eyes upwards to meet yours.
You waited until the last person left the lecture room until you asked for more time. I refused. I was sick of you wasting my time like that with excuse after excuse. You were taken aback from my change of tack. The shocked look on your face took a moment to recede before you flew into a mercy mission begging me to give you just a little more time, just 1 day more. I refused again. You were right in front of me, tugging on my arm adamant that you would not give up. Before you knew it you had your arm around my waist and your nose inches away from mine. Our eyes locked you knew exactly what your next move was and so did I. Yet I did nothing to stop it.