I had worked hard to get were I'm at in life. I have excelled in academics, I have always been self motivated, but my most beneficial skill has always been getting people to give me what I want. In college I found that the lower the cut of my shirt, showing off my perky C-cups the higher my grades would become. While I would never consider myself the sexiest person in my classes, I have a particular cuteness about myself with my small build, petite 5' height, green eyes and shoulder length auburn hair. I looked very innocent until the professors would see the sly smirk I gave every time they flustered over their words as I would get something from my bag on the floor, my shirt barely containing the curves of my breasts.
One particular teacher took a bit more of an interest in me than the rest. He was a lawyer who taught a basic constitutional law course at the college part time. He was in his late 30s with a bit of grey sneaking into his sandy brown hair; however, he kept fit and maintained a body of a man in his early 20s. In class we would debate at times, him starting the disputes with me, then keeping me after class to discuss one on one. He would always walk up to my desk standing were I would have to move him if I wanted to get up or stay seated. He preferred me seated, it made it less obvious that he was eying the contours of my body as I talked. With him standing I couldn't help but notice that his cock would always swell a bit in his kaki pants, particularly when I would moan when he disproved my point. It excited me to know that he obviously had an interest in me, even if it was to get a better look at my body to think about later when he was fucking his wife.
Eventually he started moving our debates to his office. At one point in our discussion he was trying to plug in his phone charger in the outlet under his desk. I am much smaller that the 6' man so I offered to help. As I got on my hands and knees under his desk I here a low "Damn"
"What is that about?" I question looking behind me, giving a sly grin.
"Nothing, nothing" Shaking his head as if he was trying to shake himself out of a daze. At this point I notice his pants beginning to rise.
"No. What?" I pull myself from under his desk and sit on my knees before him.
