She was bored, not just bored but bloody bored! The lecturer was boring and the lecture was boring, so what could she do about it? Well she could think about the cute microbiology lecturer, who she found out was 29. Perfect! He could check out her cells anytime.
All she wanted to do was close her eyes and dream about shagging him but the monotonous tones coming from the lecturer pierced her eyes like the alarm clock this morning.
As if on cue the lecturer flipped the lights off and put up an overhead. Who really wanted to learn statistics anyway. Certainly not her!
As she closed her eyes she began to imagine the microbiology lecturer taking his clothes off in front of her. She looked around and found she was the only one in the lecture theatre, everyone else had disappeared. Mmm Mmm.
As he continued to undress she moved down to the front off the lecture theatre to be near him. She watched his every move with hungry eyes. He stopped when he got to his boxer shorts, but they were no ordinary boxer shorts but silk ones.
In the silence of the dream, she walked toward him stripping her own clothes off, watching the effect that this has on him. She noticed that there was a bulge in his shorts. Mmm Mmm.