Brianne's skirt twirled around her and she turned to leave my office. My eyes darted in desperate hope to catch a glimpse of her panties on the way out of the door. What has she done to me? Brianne, one of the students in my high school English class came to my office looking to chat about colleges, but our meeting ended with a kiss that neither of us saw coming. I am not saying that I didn't enjoy it, I have been thinking about this since the beginning of the semester. Brianne caught my eye from the moment she walked in late to the first class. She was forced to sit up front because all of the seats in the back were taken. She sat down in her far-too-short cut off jeans and I caught myself staring at her long pale legs donned with ratty old Chuck Taylor converse all-stars. She met my eyes pouring upon her and she gave a little embarrassed smirk. Those lips! Since that class I have dreamt about those silky legs and I have imagined those lips wrapped around my cock more than once!