"Thank you for taking the time to meet with me, Tony." The principal stated as Tony entered the room. Tony took a seat, unbuttoning his suit jacket, and leaning forward to listen. "It has been brought to my attention that this will be your first time being in the top ranks of this university." Principal Winthrop said, shuffling through a stack of papers on the table before him. "As such, we have decided to provide you with a mentor who will assist you in understanding the way this school operates." Tony's brow furrowed slightly, as Principal Winthrop continued.
"You will report to the counselor's office tomorrow morning, and meet with the student we have assigned to you. You will be expected to spend an hour of each day with them, to better your understanding of our school's system for top students."
"I have never heard anything regarding the university system for top students," Tony informed with evident distrust.
Principal Winthrop only smiled, setting down the papers on the desk, and interlocking his fingers before his mouth.
"Perhaps you'll be a bit surprised at what you find, Mr. Smith." The man stated cryptically.
Tony could feel a cold sweat trickle down his spine. He wanted to ask further but no words left his mouth. After a moment of silence, the principal rose from the table, buttoning his suit jacket, and exiting the room. Tony sat in his chair, frozen in place for several minutes, wondering exactly what was about to happen.
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The following morning Tony was standing in front of the counseling office, staring at the door. He was on the verge of turning around and walking away, when a beautiful girl opened the door. The first thing to catch his eyes was her beautiful onyx-black hair. It was long and shiny, and tied into a neat ponytail. Her eyes were an even deeper black, and seemed to have a playful gleam to them. She was wearing a grey collared shirt with a black vest, black slacks, and black dress shoes. She smiled warmly as she held the door open for Tony, ushering him inside.
"Hi, my name is Nancy," she introduced herself with a warm smile. "I'll be your mentor today. It's a pleasure to meet you, Tony."
"Likewise," he replied, following her into the office.
The office was small and cramped. There were only two chairs in the room, and a small desk, behind which sat a thin elderly woman. Tony and Nancy took seats across from the woman, and the elder woman turned her head, looking at Tony with her sharp, intelligent eyes.
"Mr. Smith, it's nice to meet you," she introduced herself. "My name is Miss Hastings, I am the counselor here at the university. I'll be here for a short moment, to tell Nancy a few words before taking my leave, for her to lead your lesson."
"A pleasure to meet you too, ma'am," Tony said with a polite bow of his head.
"I will leave you two to get to know each other a little better," Miss Hastings stated before rising from her seat. As she walked passed Nancy, she leaned down and whispered something into her ear. Nancy's dark eyes changed to hazel as she grabbed at the top of her collar.
"Remember, Mr. Smith, this is a reward given to our top students. Please use it well." With that, the older woman exited the office.
Nancy turned her attention to Tony, a smile on her face. "Now that she is gone, I can get out of these stuffy clothes." She pulled off her black vest, and undid the top buttons of her shirt revealing the tops of her smooth creamy breasts. Tony couldn't stop himself from staring, catching the edge of her black bra underneath. As she undid another the valley of cleavage became more evident. His pants began to tighten uncomfortably.
"So, Mr. Smith, do you know what we'll be doing today?" Nancy asked as she took a seat in one of the chairs.
"I honestly don't have any clue," Tony replied, nervously adjusting his trousers. Nancy only giggled at his obvious discomfort.
"Well you are required to be here for an hour, as we're going over the system this school uses for top students...We can extend this however long though," she informed, unbuttoning another button on her shirt. She pulled her shirt aside slightly, revealing more of her black lace bra.
Tony had never been in such an awkward situation before. He wasn't sure what to say, as whenever he tried to look into her eyes, his eyes followed her hands that were moving to slowly unbutton more of her shirt.
"The system is pretty simple really," she said, lowering her voice, while continuing to slowly unbutton her shirt. "You see, we are in this university to become successful in whatever field we wish, correct?" Tony only nodded, his eyes fixated on her hands. "Well the top students of this university are not like the other students, because they are the most talented. So it is up to us of the lower ranks to help them to succeed."
Her shirt was open enough, showing off her full cleavage, which was practically spilling out of her bra, which was near transparent enough that her areolas were visible through the fabric. Her smooth skin was a shade of caramel brown, and her chest looked as though they would jiggle if she moved. Her hands slowly moved to her belt, unbuckling it and slowly unzipping the fly to her pants. She then slipped her thumbs into her waistline, sliding her pants off of her legs, before crossing them over her knees. Tony's eyes locked on her bare thighs and calves, captivated by the situation unfolding before him.
"How do you think we do that exactly?" She asked, uncrossing her legs to reveal her white thong panties. Tony felt a stirring in his pants as he stared at the mound of her sex, which was barely covered.
"I think I have an idea..." he finally replied, unable to take his eyes off of her.
"Well you are expected to give me your best effort to try and find out," she informed him with a sly smile.
Tony could feel his pants tighten even more, as he watched her rise from the chair. The sight of her nearly naked, standing only a few feet away from him was nearly too much. His mind began to race with the possibility of what was about to occur between them. She took a few steps closer to him, and placed one of her smooth thighs over his lap.
"You know, you have never told me what you study, so I hope you don't mind if I take a guess," she asked as she turned and slowly sat in his lap, her ass pressing against his erection. "You look like you are very strong, and I see you're pretty tall...I'd say you're probably studying some form of physical education. Am I right?" The strong scent of jasmine wafted from her body, filling his nostrils.
"No, economics." He answered, as she turned her attention to his zipper. Her fingers slowly unzipped his fly, and reached inside his boxers. He could feel her fingers wrap around his cock, pulling it out from his boxers.
