My senior year of college I was taking my fourth class with a particular professor. I was 22 and was in my last semester, he and I had become friendly in the sense that he knew I always participated in class and that we had both caught one another checking each other out.

At the time he was in his early 50’s but very fit and had the perfect salt and pepper look going. About midway through the semester I had to miss two days of classes due to a loss in the family. After I got back to campus I made the rounds to my various professors to gather up anything I missed. I saved professor M for last as it was closest to my job just off campus. I walked into the hallway of professor offices noticing mostly empty offices and hoping I hadn’t missed his office hours.

I approached his doorway and could see the lights on. I gently knocked on the door and watch as his focus turned from the computer monitor to me.

“Afternoon miss Smith, (no not my actual last name) take a seat.”

He motioned to the two seats in front of his desk. I grabbed a seat setting my stuff down beside me.

We chatted a bit about the lectures I had missed and the make up assignments. As the conversation began to wrap up, he asked “so what’s next for you Ashley?” (Again not my real name).

“I asked back what do you mean?”

“After you graduate in a few weeks, what’s next for you?”

To this day I don’t know why, maybe it was the look in his eye, maybe it was because I was extremely horny, or maybe it just felt like finally the right moment, but I smirked and looked at him and said, “why? Are you going to miss seeing me in class professor?” With that I unzipped my jacket revealing a tight fitted button down that was unbuttoned revealing just a bit of cleavage (I was a server and it helped get tips).

He stood up and walked around his desk and shut the door to his office and then sat in the chair beside me turning the chair a bit face me more.

“Is it inappropriate for me to say, yes?” He said with a smug look on his face.

“No M, I’ll miss our debates in class and catching you checking out my ass in yoga pants or teasing you a bit in my sundresses.”

He smiled and I reached over and touched his knee and said “Am I wrong professor?” As I un did another button revealing more of my tits in my push up bra.

“No, you’ve always been a good girl in class.”

With that line I stood up and undid the rest of my shirt and took my bra off. This was the first time I caught sight of the picture of him and his wife. I smirked as he grabbed my tits and I leaned over to kiss him.

I quickly down on my knees as he continued to play with my tits and undid his pants. I could already feel his hard cock. I pulled it out and began furiously sucking it. He was doing his best to stay quiet and I loved it how he controlled my head some on his cock. He kept telling me what a good girl I was and that made me suck even harder.

As he was about to cum I pushed my mouth deep onto his cock so his cum would shoot directly down my throat and he let out a load moan as I emptied his balls inside of me.

Once he was finished I stood up got myself dressed kissed him once more and said, “see you in class next week professor.”

The rest of the semester he’d smile at me every time I walked into class. Nothing ever happened again, but fuck it was hot.