"Oh, I am so sorry! Are you okay, ma'am?" I quickly asked as I opened the door to the lecture hall.
"Oh my! Umm... Yes, sorry, I should have moved away faster," came a voice behind the door. I quickly closed the door and looked down. Bending over was the most beautiful and sexy professor that I had seen. Papers seemed to have been scattered everywhere so I kneeled down to help her. For a brief second our hands reached for the same paper and we paused to look up.
I started blushing and said, "I am sorry, ummm, let me help you with that." Curiously, she raised her eyebrow and looked me up and down, "No it is okay! I am just extremely clumsy." She slowly started to get to her feet but not before showing off her cleavage in a tight white shirt that could barely hide her red bra. I scrambled around and quickly gathered the last few papers.
"Ma'am here are the last pieces of paper." I walked over to the desk and turned to face her.
"Thank you, Ms...?" She looked up and glanced me up and down once more, a small smirk playing on her lips.
"Todd, ma'am. Rachel Todd. I am in this upcoming lecture," I responded. I placed the pieces of paper on the desk and looked at her. Her big tits were barely being contained by her shirt. The tight pencil skirt was tight across her thighs as she sat down behind her desk. "I umm... I am very much looking forward to your lecture, ma'am."
"That is kind of you, Ms Todd. I just transferred to this university, so I am a bit nervous." She looked up from organizing her papers. I walked around to the side of her chair and lean against the desk. Her eyes were a forest green with hints of light brown. I glanced down again at her tits and could see through her shirt where the buttons were not able to hide her cleavage. In that second, she caught my gaze.
I looked her and couldn't help but bite my lip lightly. She responded with a slight smirk, "Well Ms Todd, do you see something you like?" her hand played with her top button on her blouse.
"Umm... I am just very interested in Chemistry, ma'am." I slid a little closer to her and placed my hand on the desk.
"Please stop calling me 'ma'am'. Call me Ms Kenny," she said as she crossed her legs.
"Ms...? I would have guessed that someone as beautiful as you was married."