Scene Eleven
Randy & Kyle
Randy Reynolds, a government affairs instructor at Big State University, was leaning against her desk as she lectured the class about the ongoing struggle for power between the three branches of government. It was a fluff lecture that she gave once or twice a year when she didn't feel like putting any effort into working up a real lecture, or group activity. She sometimes thought she could give it in her sleep. This was her last class of the day, and she'd be relieved when it was over. She had something she wanted to take care of. She'd decided that she was going to seduce one of her students.
Randy was a pretty twenty-eight year old on the fast track to getting her tenure early. She was average height, slim, with a pair of firm, thirty-four C-cup tits that most of her male students drooled over, and her female student envied. Her long raven black tresses were up in a tight bun today, and she was wearing her glasses. She didn't need the glasses, the lenses were clear glass, but she thought they made her look more intelligent. She was wearing a pleated black thigh length skirt and a cream colored sleeveless silk blouse today because she knew she looked demure, yet incredibly sexy in the outfit. Underneath, she was wearing a lacy white half cup bra that pushed her tits up, letting her thick nipples show through her blouse, and a matching white thong. Her legs were encased in sheer white thigh high stockings.
Her mind wasn't on her work today. She'd been fantasizing about Kyle Harris, the handsome sophomore linebacker again last night. She'd diddled her juicy little pussy for over an hour as she'd imagined him fucking her. It had become a nightly routine since he'd signed up for her course. He was sitting in the second seat in the last row away from the door, looking out the window as she droned on about checks and balances. Randy tried not to look at him, knowing that it would make her horny pussy quiver and get wet again.
It bothered her that he was just staring out the window like that, and he'd been doing it all week. Usually, his eyes were on her, following her hungrily as she moved back and forth across the front of the room. She'd been dressing for him all semester, and had already figured out which outfits he liked her in most. It was easy to tell, she just waited till the end of class and watched to see if he held his books in front of his crotch when he left. She'd noticed his lack of attention earlier in the week, and had made a point to wear one of his favorite outfits every day, but it hadn't done any good, he acted like he didn't even see her.
The bell rang, cutting her off in mid-sentence. She been so wrapped up in thinking about Kyle, that she'd completely lost track of time.
"Read Michelson, chapters thirteen through fifteen for tomorrow, we'll be reviewing them in class." she said as her students started getting up and heading for the door. As Kyle stood up, she looked at him and said, "Mr. Harris. Would you mind waiting? I'd like to speak with you for a moment." Kyle nodded, sitting back down and dropping his books on the desk.
When the last of her students had left, she walked over and closed the door. Her body was between Kyle and the door, so he didn't see as she surreptitiously turned the lock as quietly as she could. He didn't see her open the top two buttons on her blouse either, before she turned toward the back of the room
She walked casually down the aisle, away from the door. The back corner was out of sight from the door, and also the nearby buildings through the windows. She stopped and leaned back again the broad computer desk in the corner. It was empty at the moment, the computers had been taken out, and hadn't been replaced yet. That suited her fine. She bounced on the desk, smiling as she judged that it could easily support several people's weight.
"Could you come over here Kyle?" she said as she stood up, waiting for him to make his way to the back of the room. She eyed him hungrily as he walked down the aisle. He moved like a jungle cat, taking smooth, graceful strides, his muscles rippling as he moved. Randy's pussy quivered, and she felt a flood of pussy juice coat her cunt channel as he came closer. She waved him toward the desk, and he perched his ass on it, his hands to either side of him, his legs stretched out in front of him, crossed at the ankles.
"Kyle," she began, stepping in front of him. "I've noticed that you haven't been paying attention in class this week. It's obvious that your mind has been somewhere else, instead of on your schoolwork!" Or me, she thought to herself.
Kyle blushed, but his eyes wandered up and down over her stunning body, and he felt his cock hardening, starting to push down the leg of his pants. She was right, he knew. He'd been fantasizing about his mother and Lois all week in his classes, especially about Lois. Her hot little body, and her tight, shaved snatch drove him fucking nuts. He couldn't wait to get his hands on her again. He blushed an even deeper red when he felt his cock throb and stiffen even faster as he thought about her.
"I know, and I'm sorry about that Miss Reynolds," he said. "But I've had a lot on my mind lately. I'm starting for the first time this week, and it's really getting to me..."
Randy let her eyes drop to his crotch, pleased to see his cock hardening under his pants. She'd never gotten a good look at it, so she was delighted the see that it stretched more than halfway down his leg.
"Is there anything else wrong, Kyle?" she asked, stepping closer to him. "Maybe there's something that's weighing on you?" she paused, her fingers playing with a button on her blouse, then slipping the button out of its hole. "I know it's hard...to talk about these things sometimes. But I want you to know that you can come i...to me if you ever need a little relief from the pressures that can build up in a young man like you. It helps to have someone you can dump that load on, someone that's willing, even eager, to take it from you!"
Kyle stared at her, unable to believe that his teacher was talking to him like this. He'd been dreaming about her all semester, and until recently, she had the starring role in his nightly jack-off fantasies. His cock throbbed in his pants again, and swelled into a raging hard-on in seconds. He was pretty sure that she was coming on to him, but decided to let her have her way with him, and just play dumb, in case he was wrong.