Let me introduce myself, I'm Sophie I'm 19. I'm 5ft 2in 110lbs and trying hard to juggle work and study at university. Life at home with warring parents was hard so I moved into a shared home after high school. Earning minimum wage to pay for a basic living and university fees it was no surprise that something had to give. Refusing to move back home my grades had started to slip.
At first my lecturer Mr Gibson was understanding but I was quickly running out of excuses to get extensions on my work. Now 2 weeks past the deadline for my latest assessment I could tell he was annoyed with me. Sitting through class I could feel his eyes burning into me. As I tried to concentrate he would walk past me and grip my shoulder tightly and told me to see him after class.
As the class filed out I took my time packing up my stuff. Nervous and reluctant to look at him I was surprised to feel his imposing body standing over me.
'It's not looking good for you Sophie, is it?' He asked with a smile on his face.
'Sir, I understand that I'm falling behind and I'm trying I really am. It's just...'
'I'm tired of your excuses Sophie.' He interrupted. 'You're not going to pass this term. You have to look at your options.'
'I can't fail this course. Please Mr Gibson, if you could just allow me more time I can cut back my hours at work and get the work done.' As I looked at him in the eye for the first time I felt uneasy. It was so strange I'd never felt like this with him before. At 6ft 3in he always towered over me but this felt different. There was a tension between us.
'I have no choice Sophie. You're persistently late. You never hand in course work on time and when I do get work from you it's sloppy and rushed. You're grade is averaging at a D. You need at least a C to pass. Drop the class Sophie. Reapply for next term. That will give you 3 months to get your life in order.'
As I sat there listening to him I couldn't help but cry. Trying desperately to stop the tears his tone softens for me as he stands over me.
'I know this is hard Sophie but there is only one way around this...'
As his voice trailed off I glanced up and was met at eye level with his bulge in his pants straining against the material. His hand on my head smoothing my hair and soothing me and his free hand was unbuckling his belt.
Frozen I started to speak. 'Please...'
'Shhhhh, Sophie. We're both adults here. You say you need extra time and can't repeat the course. You can see what you do to me so we'll make an agreement. You take care of my hard cock with your mouth and I'll grant you the time you need.'
He spoke so softly yet so firmly. Smirking at me with an arrogance knowing that I had no choice. With not another word spoken he released his cock from his pants. My eyes watered again. Not because I was going to cry but because of how big and thick his cock was.
