My name's Dave, and I'm 21 and I go to Louisiana State University.
There's this 29 year-old Teacher's Assistant in my Creative Writing class.
Her name is Miss Smith, and she has the best body that I have ever seen.
Perfect legs, tits, ass, I knew she was hitting the Gym because I would see her walk in wearing her tight pants and sports bras.
Ever since I saw her, I guess I've developed kind of a crush on her.
Every time she sits down in her chair, I get a glance at her different thongs when she wears her mini skirts.
One day, I got up the courage to ask her to stay back and help me out with a little story I was putting together.
I was sitting in my Psychology class as the day came to an end.
I went back up the hall to meet up with her.
I knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
I walked in to see her sitting at her desk grading papers.
"So, what is it your having problems with Mr. McCoy?"
"I'm looking to spice up this story I'm writing about two people who are struggling to be together, but the man knows that he is in danger of costing the woman her job as a teacher."
She smiled slightly, "So, your trying to write about a complicated relationship between a teacher and her student?"
"Well, she's not technically a teacher, she's a T.A.!"
"Hmmm, that's interesting!"
I thought she was going to send me out for sure if she caught where I was leading to.
She smiled, "Think I know how to get this story going!"
She got up from her desk and walked over to the door.
She locked the door and walked back over towards me.
"First, we need to open with the student and this ‘T.A.' sharing their passion to get the readers interested."
She pressed herself to my body as she leaned in to kiss me with her soft pink lips.
I could feel my dick begin to spring to life.