The classroom was empty, everyone had left. My grade was bad embarrassing bad, so my professor had offered to stay behind to help me. He was only a few years older than me, young, sharp and the quiet kind of hot that made it hard to concentrate in class. He stood beside my chair, leaning over the diagram i was trying to draw, his hand gently covered mine, guiding the pencil along the lines of the cell structure.

Our shoulders brushed, i could smell his cologne mixed with the faint scent of the classroom. My heart was beating too fast, i stopped drawing and looked up, he was already looking at me. I had a crush on him for months, tonight the classroom was empty, the door was locked and i was done pretending i only came here for extra credit. The next second his mouth was on mine hungry, deep, i kissed him back hard. He lifted me onto the desk, i pulled his cock out and wrapped my lips around it, sucking him slowly at first, then deeper. He groaned, holding my hair as i gave him a wet blowjob right there in the empty classroom. Then he pushed me back, pulled my panties aside, and fucked me hard on the desk. Deep, rough strokes.