I looked at the clock as I sat at my desk in the front of the classroom. My right leg bounced up and down as I watched the clock hands slowly move. Five o'clock couldn't come soon enough. Twelve minutes until classes were over for the day. Twelve minutes until I could gather my things and head to my office. Twelve minutes until I could make Ana's sweet face blush again.

Twelve agonizing minutes until I could smell her arousal all around me again. She had gifted me with a pair of her panties and I couldn't help but sniff them after she had left my office. I wished I had thought to have done it again this morning but I was running late today since I barely got any sleep. I just couldn't stop thinking about Ana. The look of her lush breasts in her too tight bra filled my mind and I couldn't stop myself from fantasizing about her, so I let the thoughts come.

I had wondered what she would look like without that skirt on. Imagining that her pussy would be so pretty and pink, I gripped my cock in my left hand. Her clit would be swollen and when I would flick it with my tongue she would moan. Tasting her would be addictive and cumming inside her would become a need. It took stroking myself three times before I could finally fell asleep and that was at three this morning. I looked back at the clock again and it was 10 minutes now. I was getting more impatient by the minute. It took every bit of my strength to focus on not getting hard. I wanted the girl but I wouldn't lose my job over thoughts of her.

I needed something to distract me. My students were working the newest assignment I had given them on Shakespeare's Macbeth and I had yet to get started on reviewing their term papers on Julius Caeser. So I decided that for the remaining nine minutes I would get started on that.

I pulled out the first term paper and read the cover page. "Julius Caesar in the 21st century by Adam Baxter," it stated. Not a very original title since that was the assignment in a nutshell. I had asked my students to try their hand at writing their own stories. I wanted to see how creative they could be and

really try to immerse them in literature by having them get inside the author's head. Put them in the author's shoes, so to speak. The twist was they had to try to write in Old English and modern English. They had to write about what Julius Caesar would have been like if he were born in the 21 century and the effects his influence may have had on modern society. History and Literature all in one. Professor Graham would have to thank him later for such a brilliant idea and of course making her job a bit easier.

Professor Jessica Graham was a beautiful woman, and in fact they had slept together on a few occasions. Jess had been a fantastic lover but she never ignited the same fire that Ana did. Ana...There she was again, just when he thought he had gotten rid of the thoughts of her for a brief moment. I thought about all the naughty things Jessica and I had done in our previous encounters and I wondered what it would be like to do all those things with Ana. Memories of silk scarves, blindfolds and red hand prints on Jessica's ass came to the front of my mind. I felt my cock twitch at the thought of Ana being tied to my bed. Soft silk brushing against her wrists, holding her captive. A black blindfold covering her eyes as I teased her with light touches and kisses in all the right places. I could feel myself starting to sweat. I looked up at the clock again and my heart skipped a beat. Five minutes left now.

I couldn't wait any longer. It was Friday and I had something I needed to do before Ana came into my office. I stood up from my desk and walked around to the front.

"Okay, since you all turned in term papers today, I'm going to let you go a few minutes early," I said. "I will see you all on Monday."

The students quickly grabbed their bags and books and were headed out the door. I nodded to a few of my student and then quickly followed suit. I went out the door to the right of my classroom and entered the small waiting room that was in between the lecture room and my own office. I walked through it and opened my office door, stepped through and quickly shut the door behind me. I then walked over to my desk, placed my briefcase down next to it and sat in the leather chair. I opened my desk drawer and there I saw them, the beautiful red lace that so delicately touched the most precious of places on Ana MacDonald. I grabbed the material and closed the desk drawer. A faint smell of her filled my nose and I couldn't stop myself from lifting the material to my face and inhaling. Odd as I thought the action was my body reacted and in an instant my cock was rock hard and throbbing. It was now two minutes until five and Ana would soon be here.

I knew if I didn't do something about my throbbing member then I would take Ana before I wanted to.

I wanted to do right by her; make her feel special, safe and loved. I couldn't understand this feeling since I never wanted to do this with anyone else. I had sex with a few women in the past few months to appease the wanting of Ana, but I never felt this kind of tenderness towards any of them, nor any of

the others before her. She was my student and this was wrong, I knew that, but honestly, I couldn't care less. I wanted Ana and it was soon going to be time that I have her, but not today. I wanted to get to know her first.

I wanted to figure out what turned her on and what her biggest pet-peeves were. I wanted to see her laugh and make her blush. I wanted to be the only one who brought a smile to her beautiful face. My cock twitched, still standing at attention when I looked down at my slacks. My cock was so hard it looked like my slacks weren't even going to hold up against it. I needed to fix this and quickly. I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. There was a small drop of precum on the head and all I wanted was for Ana to come in and taste it. But for now all I had was her lacy gift. So I took her panties and wrapped them around my left hand then I gripped the base of my shaft and began stroking upward. I laid my head back against my chair and closed my eyes.

Thinking of Ana's luscious lips parting around the head of my cock and slowly taking all of my length into her mouth made my strokes faster and my grip tighter. The soft material of her panties felt good against my skin and I couldn't help but moan a little. Her scent filled my nose all the while. I bit my lip as I thought of Ana straddling my waist and slowly impaling herself of my cock. Inch by inch she would take me into her. Her skin would be flushed and her breasts would bounce as she rode me. Her pussy would be tight and wet and warm. Moans would slip from her lips each time she moved her pussy downward on my hard member. My strokes became faster and I could feel the pressure building at the base of my spine. I was going to cum soon. What was this woman doing to me? I imagined her taking her fingers and rubbing her clit as she rode me. Knowing she would need release, I would grab a handful of the chestnut brown hair and kiss her, hard and demanding, letting her know that she was mine. After breaking this kiss I would look into those hazel green eyes and tell her to come for me. She would grip my cock so tightly when the blissful orgasm washed over her body.

The images of her screaming as she came made me spill my own seed. My orgasm was intense and I could help by let out a low groan as my hot cum squirted onto the floor. As the orgasm faded I found myself covered in a thin layer of sweat and I could feel my heart beating fast inside my chest. Through my pants and exhaustion I managed to cover my cock back up and zip my slacks. I was cleaning up the semen off the hardwood floor when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly threw the paper towels in the trash and sat upright in my desk chair.

"Come in," I said.

Then the door slowly began to open and my heart picked up in speed. I saw my gorgeous Ana there, standing in the door way. She was wearing a black mini skirt, a black crop top and the same black high heels from yesterday. Her hair was loose in waves around her face and she wore light makeup.

She looked more natural and beautiful this way. I liked it much better. I mentally made a note that she would dress this way more often and not in that school girl get-up.

"Have you made up your mind about the extension, Professor Fraser?" she asked politely.

"I have, Ana. But I hope you followed my instructions from yesterday as well, or I'm afraid that I won't be able to heed your request."

"Oh, I did! I turned in my term paper during class today and...I wore a skirt just as you asked." The color red came over her already rosy cheeks and I tried to hold back smile.

I cleared my throat to keep from grinning and said, "But that's not all I asked from you, now was it?"

"No, sir," she said as she looked down at her feet.

A familiar scent entered the room and I knew right away the answer to my question, but I wanted to see it. I wanted her to show me that she wanted to please me just as much as I wanted to please her.

"Come over here, Ana. Show me that you know how to follow instructions then we will discuss the terms of your extension."

She nodded and walked over to the side of the desk. I turned my chair to face her and leaned back. She gripped the bottom of her skirt and lifted it slowly. I grinned widely as I saw her neatly trimmed pussy and her very swollen clit, with no panties on, just as I had asked.

I couldn't help but smile as I said, "Now," looking up at her, "The terms of your extension."