I walked over to my office for my office hours in my Calculus II class.
No one comes in to office hours except a few students trying to make a good impression at the beginning of the term or a few students who are hopelessly behind and can't catch up. And then there are the ones who are looking for something else.
About 10 minutes into my office hours Kelly Lipman, the 18 year old skinny blond senior walked into my office.
Kelly was wearing the Star View Academy uniform. It was a short blue skirt and a white blouse.
I don't know why they put those short skirts on 18 and 20 year old women. It makes them almost irresistible. The dark skirt and knee high stockings on someone who is of legal age is very difficult to resist. Especially when they are not resisting. Then you add in the fact that those older girls hike up the skirts higher than they supposed to. My cock always throbs just thinking about it.
''Mr. Pearson, I was wondering if you could help me with a reference for my college application.''
Kelly wasn't one of my students. Hell, I can't even remember seeing her all that much.
''Sure, come right in.'' I said.
She awkwardly moved into my office. ''Mr. Pearson, ur, um. I have these papers that I have to get some of my teachers to sign.''
She was your tall blond bombshell that probably always got what she wanted her whole life due to a pretty face, hot body, and those deep blue eyes. I found it hard to keep my attention on what she was saying.
''Ms. Lipman, I was never your teacher so I really can't evaluate your performance.''
Becky tentatively took a piece of paper out of her bag and put it on my desk. She then eased around the desk to the side I was standing on.
''Becky said that you wrote her a great reference letter.''
I smiled. Becky Stewart was a 19 year old redhead who needed special tutoring that often turned into ''really special tutoring.''
She eased very close to me and I smelled the perfume that Becky wore as well. I laughed inwardly.
''What do you have in mind Ms. Lipman.''
She shifted her weight. ''I just want to see what everyone is raving about...I mean Mr. Rios and Mr. Childress are great, but I hear that you ain't seen nothing until you have seen Mr. Pearson.''
I walked over to the front door and locked it. I then confidently strode over to Becky and asked, ''Seen Mr. Pearson's what?''