Being married for a long time sex can get boring. Although both my husband and I loved sex, we had talked about ways of spicing it up. We hoped that bringing our fantasies to light would help increase our pleasure. We had talked about threesomes, foursomes, swapping, dominating the works. But something that sparked both our interest was role playing.
Growing up he had gone to school near a school where the girls wore uniforms. He said it had always been a turn on for him growing up. He proceeded to tell me that one of his fantasies was to be a college professor at an all girl's college where they wore uniforms.
Since my husband work from home, I thought this would be an easy fantasy to fulfill for him. Admittedly, I was excited by being a fresh face naive college co-ed. We had several stores in our area that sold school uniforms and after a quick trip I purchased a plaid skirt, white shirt, and white knee socks. The skirt of course was knee length and that would never work, it would have to be much. Much shorter. After making the alterations, I set my plan into action.
Sneaking home early one Friday afternoon, I snuck in and changed into my outfit. Pulling my hair up into a ponytail, I applied my make-up and happy with the overall effect I snuck down to my husband's office.
He was on the phone with a client and so I tapped gently on the door and waited for his response. I carried a paper I had prepared in advance that said he wanted to see me. He didn't turn to see who was at the door just said to come in.
I walked into his office and his eyes bugged out of his head. Leaning over his desk, I laid the paper down for him to read as he continued talking. Knowing I needed to play the part up, I began fidgeting in my chair. My skirt was show short that with all the moving around it had creped up so that you could see I had on no underwear. Seeing his eyes move there, I fained embarrassment and fixed my shirt.
When he wrapped up his call he read over the paper I gave him again. Looking at me with a stern face he started talking.
"Susie, your grade in my class is a D; you haven't passed a single test. I don't know what we're going to do. If you don't get that grade up you're going to flunk my class."
"Mr. Sampson, you can't fail me. I need this class."
"Well I don't know what to do. I don't have any extra credit work"
"There has to be something I can do, I'll do anything. My parents will kill me if I don't pass all my classes."
"What are you willing to do? How hard are you willing to work?"
"I'm serious Sir; I'll do anything you say. Just don't flunk me."
"Well, let me think about it a minute."
His eyes roamed over my body and I began to fidget again. I blushed, to add to the effect.
It took a long time before he spoke again. When he did, I played right along with him.
"Well, you're willing to do anything? No matter how hard it is?"
"Oh yes, anything."
Standing he went to his door and shut it and locked it. Turning back to me, he smiled a lecherous smile.
"Would you show me your beautiful tits?"
I stuttered, but didn't protest. "Well...sure I would."
"Show me."
I stood and fained embarrassment and undid the button on my white shirt to show a lacy white bra. I stopped when the buttons where undone.
"NO I want to see your tits. Take off your bra too."
I did so and put my arms in front of me to cover them.
"Susie...let me see." He said in a tone of admonishment
Dropping my arms he stepped closer to me. His hand came up and one finger flicked my nipple. I looked up at him and he was smiling. By now I could see the outline of his cock through his pants.
"Will you let me see you totally naked?"
