"Hey, Professor," I said, trying to sound nonchalant as I walked into the motel room. We were alone, and the door locked behind me. I could feel my heart racing in anticipation of what was about to happen.
The professor, Mr. Pierce, turned around and smiled at me. He was wearing a tight button-down shirt that didn't quite conceal his hardened nipples. His pants were bunched up slightly at his crotch, and I could see the outline of his erection.
"So glad you could make it," he said, his voice low and husky. "I've been looking forward to this all week."
I decided to be bold. "You mean as much as I have?" I asked, taking a step closer to him.
He chuckled softly and reached out to touch my cheek. His fingers trailed down gently, sending shivers down my spine.
