I [M] college professor, fucked my [F] student. Part 2.

First part here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f0gvab/i_m_college_professor_fucked_my_f_student_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f0gvab/i_m_college_professor_fucked_my_f_student_part_1/)

Thanksgiving was long. But with all of the craziness of the holidays it was easy to get distracted. And honestly, I sort of relaxed about the whole thing. As excited as I was, I knew where this was going. It was pretty clear she wanted to fuck me, and I had made up my mind that I was going to fuck her, so I could actually enjoy the buildup. But I did make preparations. I got condoms and they went into my desk drawer the Monday we got back.

Monday I walked into class and it was like it never happened. Kim was all smiles and friendliness, but that knowing smirk was gone. It went that way all week. And office hours started with the usual thoughtful discussion and some light flirting, but that was it. If I was a college-age guy I might have been confused or even a little worried. But this isn’t my first rodeo and I didn’t take the bait. I knew where we both wanted this to end up, but she obviously wanted to play the “make him beg” game. Well, I can play that game too. So I was friendly and flirted right back, but didn’t make any piercing or tattoo comments or make any mention of what happened between us. When she got up to leave, she lingered in the doorway and made a few more comments. I got the sense she was waiting for me to shift the conversation to something more suggestive, but I just wished her a good weekend and she left. Now let’s see who’s fantasizing over the weekend.

Ok, to be fair I was fantasizing too. With the return of classes and seeing her again I couldn’t get the image of her pulling up her shirt, or her knowing smirk, out of my head. I also loved the charge I got from the forbidden student-professor dynamic. I ended up jerking off again in my office after she left.

The next week was the final week of classes. I was betting she would cave and ramp things up again, and I was right. Patience is a virtue. On Monday, despite the cold she wore a tight, thin top and for the first time I could clearly see the outline of her piercings as she sat there in class. The smirk was back and I made sure she saw me looking at her chest. Wednesday, same thing, and when I looked in her direction during lecture she casually reached up and tweaked her nipple. Anyone else would have seen it as her brushing back her hair, but her grin let me know that was for me. I instantly got half hard- good thing there was a lectern for me to hide behind. I didn’t do a lot of walking around the classroom that day.

Oh, and those days she didn’t stay after class- just grabbed her stuff and left- so we had no real interaction all week. Friday was going to be my last office hours of the semester, so I knew if something was going to happen it was going to be then. I still had a tattoo to check out, after all.

On Friday I was on edge with anticipation from the moment I woke up. Cock hard in the shower, had to adjust several times getting dressed and driving, the whole bit. I took a minute to calm down before walking to class- it was definitely going to be a hide behind the lectern day- and waited to see what she was going to wear. And when she walked in, I knew it was game on. She had a jacket on so I couldn’t see her top, but for the first time I could remember she was wearing a skirt. Easy access. And when her jacket came off I saw she had continued with the shirt trend of the week. Class was a blur- mostly just wrapping up and answering questions about the final. As I finished class and picked up my stuff to leave I got inundated with the typical stupid last-minute questions some students have, so I missed her leaving. But I knew this was going to be my best office hours ever.

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