Professor Matt Richardson sat at his desk slowly grading papers, then there was a knock at the door. He yelled them in and there stood a blast from the past, Holly Spencer.
"Hey Professor, you're going to have to come show your face at some point!" She laughed as she made her way to his desk, that's when the Professor saw the outfit and Holly saw him looking.
"Like the dress code? We all said we'd wear our school uniforms, it barely fit me then it didn't stand a chance tonight. Don't know if you can tell but I really got into working out after school, I'm in the gym most nights working on my thighs and glutes."
He could tell, like Holly mentioned the uniform she wore wasn't conservative so now 5 years after she left, 23 years old, she added to the appeal. The black pencil skirt still clung to her curves but it didn't cover them after she'd developed her glutes. The white shirt was tied in a knot at the front with cleavage spilling out, her red hair was in pig tails, glasses hanging on the end of her nose, freckles on full display, school heels and stockings that seemed to travel for days stopping just before the hem of her skirt.
"Same old Holly, not appropriate." The professor said squirming in his seat.
"No... the inappropriate thing to say would be, have you seen my onlyfans?" She said as she lifted herself onto his desk.
"Holly why don't you go back to the party, trust me there's plenty of men women whoever that would happily hear all about your onlyfans." He motioned to the door back where she'd walked from.
"Exactly, you're the one Man whose always turned me down... So far tonight I have made Stacey cheat on Mark licking my pussy, I've given a handjob to Mr Taylor in the canteen and I licked the pussy of the principle herself Mrs Gillanders..." Matt couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"If you want to know what she tasted like, you'd better come kiss me and see." She swiveled her legs around and edged forward until her legs hung off the end infront of him.
"No." He said firmly, he almost believed himself when he said it.
"Mm... I get so wet every time you say no, professor." She leant back dangling her head back, Matt stole the moment to look down at her body.
"Like I told the others Professor, there's no consequences. We're all adults and I'll keep my pretty little, warm, wet mouth shut... mostly." She said grinning evily.
"N-" before Professor could say it she interrupted.
"But you... you're not like the other's... you're special. If you weren't it'd already be over. It would've been over when i found you on a night out in York on my 18th birthday but no... you have your morales your principles... and that is so fucking sexy to me."
Professor Richardson stood up between her legs looking her in the eyes, "...No." He said with meaning but Holly didn't listen she ran her hand over his crotch feeling his flaccid cock.
"Wow, that's it limp?! I need to see this hard and throbbing." She said with drool leaking out of her mouth. Professor took her hand by the wrist and pulled it away.
"Not me, not tonight, not ever." He said with his face sat like stone, no emotion whatsoever.
