It has been several weeks since Jasmine had come to me for extra credit and every time I see her in class I have to work hard to suppress my cock from getting hard. I have thought about her ass and that shove pussy of hers ever since that day. Even when I had sex with my wife, my mind was on Jasmine and not my wife.
I begin class letting them know that I was going to want another report and have it by the middle of the following week. The class groans and soon after I begin receives looks from Jasmine. The looks continue throughout class and when it finally ends, she comes up to my desk after the rest of the class has left.
"Mr. Thomas?"
I look up into her green eyes and smile at her. 'Yes Jasmine," I say trying hard to keep the anticipation from my voice.
"I am thinking of doing a paper like my last; give it another short at something harder," she says.
I gulp hard and a part of me quickly fills with dread. I am honestly expecting her to say something different. "That is fine," I say keeping my voice steady. "Just work on the parts I marked where you have trouble at."
She smiles and says, "Thank you Mr. Thomas." She turns around without another word and heads toward the door.
I want to jump up and beg her to stop, but I restrain myself. What am I thinking? I am married with a couple kids of my own and here I am lusting over a young college woman. I shake my head and drop it down to look at the papers on my desk.
Then suddenly Jasmine spins around and says, "Can I get some extra credit to help with the paper beforehand?"
My head shoots up and I have to work hard to suppress the smile that wants to form on my face. "I think we can work on that," I say, grinning on the inside.
"Oh good," she says smiling. "Can you come over tonight? My parents won't be home until Monday."
I remained silent for several long moments thinking about what she just said. I'd have to come up with an excuse for my wife.
"Mr. Thomas?" she asks from the doorway bringing me out of my thoughts. "Is that a yes?"
"Yes," I say nodding. "I can be there."
I finished up the remainder of my classes, called my wife and gave her an excuse and jumped into my car. As I start the engine, my heart stammers in anticipation. I begin to wonder just what Jasmine has planned.
I pull into the empty drive of her house and head for the door. Jasmine opens it before I even have the chance to knock and throws her arms around my neck. "Mr. Thomas!" she shouts. "I've been waiting for you."
I smile at her and say, "Same here."
She lets go, dropping back to her feet and frowns, looking down a bit. "I'm sorry it's been so long. I've wanted that juicy cock of yours but I've been afraid to say anything."
I put my hand under her chin and lift her head. "You just let me know when and where and I'll be there."