The sun rose on a beautiful Monday morning. The birds were singing and all was right with the world. You were still sleeping next to me and I watched you sleep. Your breath coming in shallow consumption and your nostrils flare with every exhale. You're so beautiful laying there calm and reserved. 2 minutes later the alarm began to scream at us to wake up. You jumped with the first screams and rolled over and slammed down on the alarm to shut it up.
I put my arms around you and kissed your nose "good morning Master" I said.
"Ahh, hello there my pet. How are you this morning. I hope you aren't hurting to awfully bad today" you retorted. Your hand slipped between my legs and began to rub my cunt.
Kissing up my chest you stopped at the base of my neck and looked me in the eyes and said "Baby, you do realize that we have to go to class today, right?"
"Grrrrrr. But Master, I don't want to go to class today. I have World Literature, and the teacher makes me wet and all I want to do is run up to the front of the room and fuck him senseless."
"I don't care pet, its time to get up and get in the shower, so lets get hopping."
The morning progressed. We showered and went to class. At 11am when I had to go to Literature I walked in, making sure not to make eye contact with Ken. I sat far in the back on the edge where no one else sat. He had a clear view of me and I'm sure he would use that to his advantage. Today I wore my little school girl outfit with the plaid skirt and button up shirt. Of course I have no panties or bra on and the shirt is so shear that you can see my nipples through it very clear. Time passed and the class filled up. You quickly scanned the room to see where I was and when our eyes met you smiled and winked at me.
"Good morning class, today we are going to be discussing the role of women in the play Othello and how Shakespeare is using Desdemona as a very sexual character."
With that statement, you looked right at me and I propped my feet up on the chair in front of me and opened my legs so you could see my sweet cunny. Through out class I would rub my pussy for you and keep my legs wide so you could see everything I was doing. I am positive that it was difficult for you to teach class with such an erotic distraction because your voice would get breathier when you would look at me. After class was dismissed, on my way past your desk to the door, you called after me.
"Oh, Ms. Moench, will you stay and chat with me a moment about your grade?"