Pantied Professor Pt 02

End of Part 1

Before I could even react or argue again, she was out the door leaving me there with her bra and panties on and an erection that was starting to ache and wondering what I had gotten myself into.

Part 2

Once Amy was gone, I suddenly felt quite self-conscious standing there wearing nothing but women's lingerie. I quickly grabbed my clothes off the floor and put them on hoping that nobody would suddenly pop in. Once I got my clothes on, I began to pack up my computer bag and was planning on going straight home to relieve the massive amount of arousal I had when my phone beeped reminding me I had a staff meeting to attend in 10 minutes. I groaned to myself as once more my massive erection would have to wait a bit longer to get some relief as I couldn't think of a viable excuse to skip the meeting.

Sitting through the hour-long staff meeting was a nightmare. Every time I shifted the silk panties would rub my already engorged erection not allowing it to shrink and my balls were really starting to ache from nearly a full day of arousal. I tried my best to pay attention and contribute my parts to the meeting, but it wasn't easy. Even a couple of my colleagues asked if I was ok. I told them I just a bit tired not having slept well the night before. The bra strapped to me to made me feel incredibly self-conscious. Luckily, I had worn a grey shirt that day, so the pink wasn't visible through that, but I was still scared someone would see some outline of it. That and now that Amy wasn't teasing me mercilessly, I noticed that she had put it on me rather tightly, so it was a bit uncomfortable.

After an hour the meeting mercifully ended and after declining an invitation to drinks by a few of the other professors I couldn't get home fast enough. I started stripping the moment I closed my front door behind me. A trail of my clothes led from my front door to my bedroom. By the time I was in my bedroom I was wearing nothing but Amy's bra and panties. Despite my arousal I couldn't help but take a little time to admire my form in my floor length mirror of myself wearing a pink bra and panties. I was surprised to find that I liked how I looked wearing lingerie. Naturally I had heard of men having panty and lingerie fetishes but had never gotten into it myself but thanks to Amy I was discovering a new side to my sexuality.

I couldn't help but admire my prominent erection creating a massive tent in the front of my panties. Every blood vessel in my penis was visible and I could see them pulsing under the stretchy silk. A precum spot the size of a quarter was also soaking the silk from a day of hardness and Amy's teasing. The bra despite its tightness also fit my figure well in spite of the fact that I had no titties. I spun around and admired the look of pink silk on my ass. I couldn't help but give my ass a couple of slaps teasing myself a bit more.

After admiring my lingerie clad form for a bit, I moved to the bed more than ready to relieve the pressure pent up in my cock and balls. I was about to pull the panties off and slowly pull a nut the old-fashioned way like I normally would but then inspiration hit me. I laid on my back and gave my cock a few rubs through the silk similar to what Amy had done. This got my over excited cock twitching. Then I grabbed my pillow and leaned on my side and began humping it. It had been a long time since I had humped a pillow but the feeling of humping it through Amy's silky panties felt unreal.

I humped the pillow slowly for a bit trying to savor the sensation of the silk rubbing my cock. As my cock began to twitch more and more, I started humping the pillow harder and faster. Part of me wanted to prolong the tease and enjoy the sensations but my aching balls were making their presence known again and I felt them start to pull in letting me know I was again close to orgasm. I was beyond holding back at that point and humped the pillow harder and faster. I soon felt the familiar buildup of pressure in my cock and balls and a few seconds later my cock exploded. My whole body shook as my cock exploded like a nuke sending what felt like gallons of cum all over myself and the pillow. I humped the pillow hard and fast until my cock quit pulsing.

I rolled to my back after the orgasm had subsided and briefly lifted the pillow. My whole groin area was soaked in my cum as was the pillow. I knew I needed to get up and clean up the mess I had made but simply didn't have the energy to. I felt fatigue rapidly overtaking me and I soon dozed off.

By the time I woke up it was dark outside and a glance at the clock told me I had slept about 3 hours. The hot gooey mess between my legs was now a cool sticky mess. I slowly got out of bed dropping the sticky pillow on the floor to worry about later. A glance in the mirror showed me that the whole front of my panties was soaked in cum. I shuffled to the bathroom and after a little effort managed to get Amy's bra off of me before peeling the sticky panties off and hopping in the shower.

As the hot water cascaded over my body my mind went back to what had happened between Amy and I earlier. My cock started to stiffen as I remembered her teasing me through her panties that I had on. I had had enough sexual torment for one day, so I grabbed my cock and began to stroke to images of Amy stroking me in her panties. Not long after I was spraying a load of cum all over the shower wall. After that I had to stifle through the fatigue to finish my shower.

After my shower I heated up a quick dinner and while I ate and half listened to the TV, I couldn't help but think about what had happened between Amy and I and what, if anything, would happen next. Why had she gotten me so worked up only to up and leave me hanging like she did? Was I just a target to tease and exploit for her amusement? Was this how she was with any man she was sexually interested in? Where did we go from here? Did things to back to the way they were or what? Thankfully Amy wasn't in my Friday classes, so I had a few days away from her to clear my mind.

The following week proved though that the teasing was far from over. Amy showed up to class on Monday wearing the painted-on jeans and a black t-shirt that almost covered her midriff. This was a relief knowing I wouldn't have to keep my eyes off of her legs and she wouldn't be flashing her panties at me. What got me though was that she had colored her hair. She had dyed most of it dark leaving only the bottom tips her natural blond color giving her an almost punk rocker look. I wasn't usually into this, but then again, I wasn't usually into college girls either. The look oddly suited her given her roughish personality. Anytime I glanced her direction during the lecture she gave me her patented sly grin/smirk.

Later on, after classes I was in my office, like normal, for my office hours. As other students consulted with me, I wondered whether or not Amy would show up like she normally did. As my office hours ended for the day, I was both relieved and disappointed that Amy hadn't shown up. I wondered to myself as I packed up and prepared to go home if it really was over between Amy and I. Was that all there was to it? One tease and that's it? Maybe it was for the best. It's not like it would have really gone anywhere anyway. We had already gone way too far anyway and if anyone found out about it, I could get in serious trouble.

The next couple of days passed basically the same way. Amy would come to class and listen to my lectures and smile at me but didn't show up for my office hours. I had resolved myself to the fact that whatever happened between us was over and done with and was prepared to move on. Thursday, a week to the day after she teased me in her lingerie, my office hours were almost over, and I was packing my bag to leave when I heard a knock on my office door.

"Come in." I said stifling annoyance. I was ready to go home at this point and I hated when students dropped by at the last second during office hours. That annoyance quickly evaporated when the door opened, and Amy stepped through it. She was really going for the punk rocker chick look today wearing all black to go along with her mostly dark hair. Again, not really my taste but she still looked incredibly sexy in her tight black jeans and matching graphic t-shirt.

"Oh, hi Amy," I said trying to sound nonchalant as I felt my cock twitch inside my briefs.

"Hi professor." she said smiling as she walked past me and sat in the chair across from my desk. I sat down behind my desk, and we began to talk about the day's lecture. It was like old times if you didn't factor in what had happened just the week prior. After about 20 minutes of us talking about the day's lecture she got up saying she needed to get going. As she walked to the door, I couldn't help but say,

"Amy."

She turned smiling at me.

"I like what you've done with your hair." I told her. "It kind of suits you."

"Thanks." she said grinning before ducking out the door.

The next few weeks went much the same way. Amy again started coming to see me during office hours and we slowly went back to our gentle teasing and flirting. Both of us seemed happy to ignore the episode of me wearing her lingerie and her leaving me hot and bothered. I certainly wasn't about to bring it up and she didn't seem to want to either. Part of me wondered if this was just an extended tease, but I determined if it was, I was going to prove I wasn't completely under her thumb.

Amy had continued to wear jeans and t-shirts to class until one Monday when she showed up wearing a short pleated dark blue skirt. She completed the ensemble with a short pink button-down blouse and sheer stockings. In other words, the tease was back in full force. During the lecture she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs drawing my attention to them. She had no idea, or maybe she did, that I loved a pair of legs in stockings, and they looked ten times better on her long sexy legs. About halfway through my lecture she did what I was both by this point dreading and wanting to happen. She opened her legs, and I got a view of the pink panties she had on. My dick that had already been on the rise during the lecture suddenly moved to full staff crammed inside my briefs. As she parted her legs, she gave me a quick grin knowing what she was doing to me. The rest of the lecture was both torture and paradise at the same time as she kept widening her legs every time, I looked in her direction.

The first thing I did when the class ended was go to the bathroom and adjust my briefs to hold my throbbing hardon better. The way my cock had been sitting when arousal kicked in had made my undies quite uncomfortable and needless to say standing in front of a class in a lecture hall gave me no opportunity to adjust them. After my afternoon classes I was in my office during my office hours both wanting and not wanting Amy to show up. Was I a sap or what? Some sheer stockings and a few panty flashes and this girl had me all wound up again after weeks of acting like nothing happened. She never showed up for my office hours that day and I decided then that two could play at her games. I may not be able to panty flash her, but I could at least act like she had no effect on me, even if it was just an act.

The next time Amy showed up during my office hours I kept the topic strictly on the topic of the day's lecture. Many of our prior conversations had veered into personal topics such as hobbies or movies we had seen recently etc. This time anytime she tried to move the conversation beyond the lecture of the day I moved it back quickly pulling out my strict professor persona that I rarely used. Even when she tried flirting a couple of times, I shrugged it off and moved back to scholastic topics. She looked confused a few times as I steered the topic back to the day's lecture but for the most part seemed to take it in stride. I hated to see her looking so perplexed and almost hurt, but I was bound and determined to break the spell she seemed to cast over me.

This clearly had an effect because next time she came to class she was wearing a skirt again and trying to distract me with her legs. While she didn't give me a panty flash, she was dangling her long tan legs around in a clear effort to get my attention. I stole glances when I could but was determined not to let her distract me, or at least let it show. It had clearly become a battle of wills and I was determined to not to be the first one to blink.

This silly battle of wills continued on for the next few weeks with Amy wearing various sexy outfits trying to distract me during class. Sometimes she would show up during my office hours sometimes she would not. When she did show up, I would pull out my strict professor routine and keep the conversation strictly professional. I could tell it was getting to her and she often left looking a bit disappointed. I did pull at my heartstrings a bit being that way with her, but I wasn't about to let myself be toyed with again. She could find someone else to do that with.

One Monday afternoon the dam finally broke. Amy showed up for morning class wearing a baggy hoody and some short nylon running shorts. It was an odd early spring outfit that many students male and female wore that I never fully understood. I guess their legs didn't get cold on cool spring mornings. While her legs were a little pale from the winter they were still long and sexy and I forced myself not to stare.

A few hours later Amy came to see me near the end of my office hours. After a good discussion of the day's lecture, she got up to leave and I stood up. She got to the door. She opened the door and was about to leave when suddenly she shut it forcefully and turned back to face me with a look of impatience on her face.

"Professor you are impossible!" she said angrily.

I stood up and folded my arms over my chest again giving my best strict professor look before saying, "What are you talking about?"

She walked back towards my desk looking exasperated as she said, "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. How do we go from almost having sex to you turning into Professor Snape with me?!"

I couldn't help but chuckle at the comparison. "I think that's a little unfair. I'm nowhere near as mean as Severus, and I think I'm a little better looking. I wash my hair." I said smirking.

"Don't play games with me I'm not in the mood." Amy said.

"Funny thing you complaining about me playing games." I said flippantly. "You get me all worked up and dying for sex only to leave me saying you have a date. Did you really have a date or were you just fucking with me?"

Amy sighed before saying, "Ok I was just fucking with you.

She looked poised to continue but I cut in before she could, "Oh so it's ok for you to fuck with me, but when I give you a taste of your own medicine suddenly, I'm impossible."

"Ok so maybe that was a bit unfair, but you can't act like there isn't something between us." she said. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy our time together. How do you go from laughing and joking and flirting with me to Snape?"

"Military training." I said simply.

"What?" she said looking confused.

"Military training." I said again. "I spent 4 years in army before going into teaching. I used the GI bill to pay for my master's degree so I could teach. Military training allows you suppress your feelings and function under pressure. Even though I was never in combat all personal receive the same training in case they need to fight."

"Now who has an unfair advantage?" she said.

"The one who likes to flash her panties at me during my lectures." I said.

"Oh, so you have been looking." Amy said grinning deviously. Then before I could react, she started to pull the baggy grey hoodie she had on up and over her head. She wasn't nude under the hoodie, but it was pretty close. Under the hoodie she had on a thin white skimpy camisole top that did nothing to conceal her big round breasts or the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. My cock lurched up inside my briefs at the sight.

"Sweet Jesus!" I said my eyes glued to her chest.

"Where's that military training now professor?" she said giving me a sly grin. When I didn't answer right away, she walked around the desk and sat on the edge much like she had on the day we had fooled around way back when. I was only a couple of feet way from a gorgeous blond girl sitting half naked on my desk. I was clearly still distracted by her chest only being startled back to reality when I felt her barefoot press against the front of my pants.

"Wow professor." she said as she hopped off the edge of my desk. She then slid up to me and undid my pants slowly. I watched almost in awe as she deftly undid my belt and then my flies. My pants easily parted with my raging erection creating a massive tent in my briefs. Amy's mouth formed an O of surprise as she caught a glimpse of my hardon. "Those look really tight." she said coyly.

I felt a finger start to trace the waistband of my briefs. You could almost see the electricity flowing between us. I put my hand on her bare shoulder and began to tilt my head down as she mirrored my actions angling her face towards mine. The look of affection and arousal turned me on even more. Our faces were inches apart and closing in on each other when suddenly a knock on the door halted everything.