Dr. Jane Johnson was in her mid-thirties, but she looked like she could be a student at the college where she worked. Being as attractive as she was with her golden hair, hazel eyes, and hourglass figure, some of the students had stopped her in the hallway to ask her out before they realized she was a teacher, not a student. Class had ended, and the room emptied, but she was still there, erasing her whiteboard before she went home for the day. With her back to the door, she didn't know anyone had entered the room until she heard the door close. Turning, she saw one of her students, Richard Pine, quickly walking toward her. At the same time, she realized she smelled something, but she couldn't quite tell what it was.
"Richard," she asked in surprise, "what are you doing here?"
As he got closer, Jane felt dizzy. She leaned against the board to steady herself. Before she knew it, Richard was standing in front of her, sandwiching her between himself and the wall. He had her pinned, his hands on either side of her, resting on the whiteboard, standing so close his chest was almost pressing against her soft breasts.
"Well, Miss Johnson, all day I couldn't stop thinking what hot hooters you had and decided that I wanted to get a better look at them, so you're going to let me." As he spoke, he started unbuttoning the young woman's blouse.
"Richard, I don't think you should be doing that," she said, shocked at his impudence, but even more surprised at herself. She knew this was completely wrong, yet she found, for some reason, she was doing nothing to stop him.
"I know," Richard replied, though he continued to unbutton. "But I want to, so I am going to."
By then, he had gotten her blouse completely unbuttoned. Jane just looked down as he spread her blouse wide, revealing her plump breasts in a blue lace bra. Before she knew it, he had pushed her shirt off her shoulders, down her arms, and let it drop to the floor.
"I was right, you do have nice breasts," Richard said as he reached up, groping them.
Still, Jane just stood there. Her mind knew this should not be happening, yet she couldn't move her body to intervene. As soon as she felt his hands on her breasts, she found herself becoming extremely horny. She couldn't understand how this was happening, but she could feel herself getting wet.
"And you know, now that I see these lovely boobs, I just have to get a look at your tits, too," Richard said, and he reached behind her and somehow, without any difficulty at all, unclasped her bra and pulled it off, dropping it to the floor as well.
Jane was now completely naked from the waist up. Richard fondled her breasts some more, running his fingers over her nipples, tweaking them and making the woman shudder as she felt them get stiff. He lifted one of her breasts to his mouth and sucked on her tit, then did the same to the other one.
"Of course, I can't stop halfway, I have to see that pussy of yours," Richard said, unsnapping and unzipping his teacher's slacks.
"Slip off your shoes so it will be easier for me to pull your pants off," Richard said, still incredibly nonchalant, as if stripping a woman like this was something he did every day.