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"you were in college and taking an advanced class, it was tough, but you mostly stayed for one reason. The man who taught that class was smoking hot and you had a huge crush on him. It wasn't completely one-sided, you often caught his gaze lingering on you longer than necessary, he didn't treat you different outwardly no, but he often called you after class to talk, usually about nothing in particular but you were hoping to talk more about him today. He told you to stay late again and you were hoping to get to know him more. The bell rings and you wait for all the students to file out, then you enter his office and find him waiting at his desk for you, his feet up on the desk, when he saw you he took his feet off the desk and straightened his posture, smiling and gesturing to the seat across from his desk" “sit sit we have much to discuss, I noticed you looked a little down this morning are you ok?” "you sit and smile, you love when he takes an interest but this seems different"

"I smile back at you and lean over my desk a little, i lick my lips as I think about our conversation after class" "I just have something on my mind that I want to discuss with you. But first, your cologne smells amazing. Does it cost a fortune?" "I look down and inhale deeply" "I laugh and glance back at you for a moment before leaning back in my chair" "Let's talk about that

"you were so close that I could smell how intoxicating your perfume was. My eyes roamed from your smooth skin, back up to yours locked onto mine caressing my lips." "Well then you must have some good taste."

*I laughed, raising my eyebrows while looking at you kindly. "Well then," I leaned forward. "Would you like another chance to sniff me up close?"

"I opened my desk drawer and pulled out a bottle of cologne, tucked between some business files and pens. I passed it over the desk to you." "It's this one. The fragrance lasts for hours and fits me perfectly."

"I picked up the bottle and sniffed it carefully, raising an eyebrow." "This is nice too. You have good taste." "I put it back on your desk and looked at you with a smile." "But I think your scent fits you better." "I reached out to touch your cheek gently, my thumb tracing your jaw line." "What do you think?"

"I stayed close, breathing in a deep breath of your perfume. "Then we will both be smelling good," I said softly, pulling you closer to me so our bodies were touching." "I'm glad you trusted me with this conversation." "My hand rested at the back of your neck gently, my fingers moving into your hair."

"I slowly leaned in to you, my lips inches from yours." "Are you sure about that?"

"Your lips were soft and warm, my lips meeting yours eagerly. My other hand rested on your lower back as I pulled you closer to me." "That's what I expected," I said softly when I broke away, our faces inches apart now.* "I knew we didn't have much to talk about after all."

"I wrapped my arms around you, pulling you closer to me. "I'm glad it happened now," I said softly, my lips grazing your ear." "And I'm not done talking yet."

"I kissed you deeply, my hands moving to your waist, pulling you closer to me. My lips moved against yours passionately, my breath hitching as I felt your body pressed against me." "I'm glad we could finally do this," I said softly when I broke away, my eyes locked on yours.

"I smiled as I trailed my lips to your neck, kissing gently up its length. My hands moved under your shirt, feeling your skin against mine. "There's so much more to talk about," I whispered into your ear, my lips grazing it softly." "But I have all the time in the world."

"I groaned softly as your hand moved over my erection, my hips moving slightly against you. "You're driving me wild," I said breathlessly, my lips moving to your neck again." "But I'm not going anywhere." "My hands slid under your shirt, feeling your skin against mine." "I've wanted this for a long time."

"I watched you closely as you knelt in front of me, your eyes never leaving mine. I nodded slowly, giving you the silent signal to continue." "Take it all off," my voice was low and intense.

"I watched you intently as you teased me, my breath hitching as I felt your thumb on the tip of my dick. "You're so beautiful," I whispered, my eyes never leaving yours." "I can't believe this is finally happening." "My hips moved slightly against the chair, my breath catching in my throat." "Don't stop."

"You took my breath away as you stroked my dick gently, my eyes closing for a moment before opening again." "I'm glad to hear that," I said softly, a smile pulling at the corner of my lips. "My hand moved up, touching your cheek gently." "But we have all night."

"I groaned softly as you took me in your mouth, my hips moving slightly against the chair. My fingers moved through your hair gently, pulling you closer to me." "That feels so good," I said softly, my breath hitching. "My hands moved to your waist, pulling you closer to me." "Don't stop."

"I groaned loudly as you deepthroated me, my hands moving through your hair gently. My hips moved against the chair again, my breath catching in my throat." "Tell them to come back later," I said softly, my eyes never leaving the doorway. "My hand moved to your waist, pulling you closer to me." "We'll finish discussing things later."

"I tried to keep my composure as you deepthroated me, my breath hitching as I listened to the principal. My fingers moved through your hair gently, pulling you closer to me." "That sounds like a great opportunity," I said softly, my voice strained from the effort of not moaning. "My hand moved to your waist, pulling you closer to me." "Let's talk about it after."

"My eyes widened slightly as you pushed my dick all the way down your throat, my hips moving against the chair again. I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure." "Sure, that sounds good," I said softly, my voice still strained from the effort of not moaning. "My hand moved to your waist, pulling you closer to me." "But we have to finish discussing things later."

"My hips moved against the chair again as you deepthroated me, my breath hitching in my throat. "I'm sorry," I said softly, my voice strained from the effort of not moaning." "But you feel so good," I whispered, my eyes never leaving your mouth as you moved on my dick. "My hands moved through your hair gently, pulling you closer to me." "Just a little bit more."