Professor Gabriel Marlin and I continued our physical affair during rest of my senior year while he went through a divorce from his wife Tina. He bought out his share of the home they shared as part of her settlement and purchased a condo.
The new living arrangements allowed us to hook up more often, albeit discreet as possible until I graduated. We also had sex on campus when timing was right; sometimes we got horny to the point that waiting until we met at his condo was almost impossible.
One particular Friday I woke up horny as hell; fingering myself and even using a vibrator didn't get me off. I decided to tease Gabriel during class, at least enough to arouse him since we were going to spend that night together.
Wearing a low-cut top with no bra and coordinating short skirt, I removed my panties before class, sat in the front row, leaned forward far enough to give Gabriel an eyeful of cleavage, and flashed him my naked pussy a few times during the lecture.
My teasing/flashing had the desired effect; Gabriel often cleared his throat, buttoned his suit jacket, and stood behind the podium to hide his growing erection.
"Holly, could I speak to you for a few minutes?" he asked as the lecture hall emptied.
I barely hid a smirk, knowing exactly what he wanted. "Sure."
"Lock the door," Gabriel said when we alone.
I did as requested and then walked seductively toward him. His mouth met mine in a deep passionate kiss while I rubbed his engorged crotch and his large hand slipped under my top, playing with my tits.
Gabriel broke the kiss, bent me over his desk, and lifted my skirt. My bare ass exposed to him, I wasn't prepared for what happened next.
WHACK! His hand landed on my right cheek, the loud blow hard enough to sting.
"Ow!" I cried. "What are you doing?"
"You little tease." WHACK! "Bad girl!"
"Gabriel! Have you lost your mind?"
He smacked the opposite cheek. "This is for showing your tits and pussy during class like a common tramp," he growled in my ear.
"I thought you'd -"
WHACK! "This for thinking I wanted teased, slut!"
"Please...I -"
WHACK! "How many other men have seen that pussy lately, you filthy harlot?"
"None! Gabriel, stop; you're hurting me!"
The smacks immediately ceased and he gently caressed my sore cheeks. "I'm sorry for hitting so hard and saying all those vile things, honey. He nuzzled and kissed my neck. "You really got me worked up today."
I then realized Gabriel had a hidden kinky side and his spanking me wasn't actual 'punishment.' Witnessing another part of his personality that was far removed from what many considered a well-heeled educator made me hornier.
"All that spanking and dirty talk turned me on, baby," I said huskily. "I never realized you could be any sexier."
