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I let out a deep exhale. The sexual tension was now gone temporarily, but my desire for Prof. Greene grew more. Although my body felt wobbly and weak, nothing’s stopping me tomorrow. I closed my eyes and smiled as I imagined him one last time before I sleep.

You did a great job today. I’m excited to see you again tomorrow, Natalya.





Chapter 2: The Tease

NATALYA

“Welcome to Los Angeles!”

The zealous university directress looked at me with wide, excited eyes as I entered her office. The varnished wooden nameplate which read Virginia Swan was decorated at the center of her desk. She stood up to shake my hand and offer me a seat. “I hope you love what you’re seeing around?”

I curled my lips up. It was a new environment compared to what I was raised to see. “Absolutely.”

“Remember, our university will extend all the support you need. Happy to have you around, Natalya!” I watched her take out a brown envelope from her drawer which she studied and scanned briefly.

“Since it’s your first day around, I’ll personally take you to your classroom. According to your schedule, American History is your first subject today. Prof. Greene will be your instructor. Don’t worry, he’s kind and friendly. He’ll take care of you well.” My body felt a tingle that made my heart beat faster. He was starting to grow in me. Hearing his name made me feel elated and aroused at the same time.

The directress led me out of her office and together, we walked along the hallways of the university.

Some of the students we passed by were staring at me. The directress seemed to notice their surprised reaction towards my presence. “Don’t worry, Natalya. Everyone’s amazed by your beauty. Do you do modeling back in Russia?”

Honestly, I had been asked the same question so many times. I was born gifted with great genetics as I inherited my parents’ best features. I was already 5’7 tall with long, flawless legs though I was just 20 years old. My fair white skin complemented my waist length auburn hair and bright blue eyes. These features made me stand out among the crowd. I was often mistaken to be a rising talent or model, and a lot of agents asked me whether I was interested in modeling, pageantry or show business.

“I don’t do modeling, Ma’am.”

The directress wore a bewildered expression. “Really? You should try it out! You’ve got the looks for an all-time superstar.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

As we continued to walk around the campus to find my classroom, the directress stopped before a room marked 134 on top of it. I looked at my schedule sheet to check if we were in the right class. “It’s the room, right?”

I nodded. She peaked on the glass portion of the door to see if the class was already starting. I checked my clock and realized I was already five minutes late. The brief chit chat at the directress office took my time.

She knocked on the door to call anyone’s attention. The door opened and although I was aware, I felt my knees weakened. The man of my dreams was standing before me with that beautiful sea of green eyes staring straight on mine.

The directress walked in the classroom and I followed behind. Prof. Greene’s eyes were on mine, obviously surprised to see me again after yesterday’s hot encounter. Although he was caught off-guard, he posed a big grin as we stepped on the platform in the middle.

“Good morning everyone! I hope you’re all excited for the new semester.”

Her introduction was met by various reactions of positive, negative and neutral audiences. Most of the students were already staring at me, intrigued by my real identity and why I was following behind the university’s directress.

“By the way, I wanted to introduce you all to our new exchange student. She’s Natalya Ivanov from Russia. I hope you all get to befriend her.” The directress placed her hands on my shoulders as she introduced me up front. Everyone wore a stunned expression. They must find me different from what they were used to seeing.

Murmurs quickly resurfaced afterward. The directress, after delivering the introductory speech, moved out of the room. Everyone stopped what they were doing the moment Prof. Greene came back on the platform. All eyes were on him. “Welcome aboard! I hope you have a great time around, Natalya. Class, please befriend your new block mate.”

“Thanks, Sir.”

Prof. Greene seemed stunned to hear me call him Sir. He averted my eyes as he settled back on this podium. I settled down on the back seat which was empty, but it granted easy viewing for me to listen to Prof. Greene’s lecture and discussions.

“So, let’s start with the lesson.” Prof. Greene was now starting the first lesson. He was writing key words on the board when I noticed how great his outfit fitted his body. His pants were quite loose, but I could see how firm his buttocks were. His long sleeve shirt was tucked neatly, showing off a powerful and athletic built that could carry me in daring positions. The moment he faced the class, I got to study his perfect facial features that made my panties wet.

Fuck.

As much as I wanted to focus on his lesson, my mind drifted away with lustful and unholy thoughts. I was wondering how he looked when I stripped him out of that shirt, or how big his cock was when I undid his pants. I closed my eyes briefly to see an image of him with his eyes closed and lips parted haunt me.

“Any questions so far?”

I was absent-minded for a couple of minutes, causing me to drop my pen by accident. Everyone was busy jotting down notes, but Prof. Greene’s attention was on mine. Seeing him staring, I realized it was an opportunity I could not slip away. I did wear a bra on purpose, and my blouse was unbuttoned on the topmost locks.

I took off my cardigan to reveal my erect nipples. I caught him swallow his saliva before I bent down to pick up my pen. I let my cleavage hang for him to see. As I saw him become more unsteady, I knew that my plan was working well.

Most of the students had finished writing down what’s on the board. They were now staring back at Prof. Greene who was now cautiously standing before the podium. He went on with the discussion, but this time he averted my stares. He came back on board to write some keynotes. Everyone was busy listening and working on their notes, but I was different. My focus was on how to make him stare at me.

As soon as the crowd began writing what he had added on the board, I did my next move. I wore a short, plaid skirt that revealed my milky white legs. I bit my lip as I crossed my legs before him, showing off the long legs all men hoped to caress and touch.

Prof. Greene stared a little but looked away briefly. His hard-to-get attitude was challenging me to try more. I uncrossed my legs and spread them a little this time, allowing him a sneak peek of what’s inside my mini skirt. Although he was hesitant and embarrassed, he was now gazing at me.

I wore a kinky thong that was barely a string thin, covering only the slit of my pussy and asshole. I winked at him before I dropped my pen the second time. Prof. Greene looked aroused as I opened my legs a little more, picking up the pen while showing off my breasts.

“A—are you done copying what’s on the board?”

The great Prof. Greene was now stammering as he hid back on the podium. The class was now ready to listen to his discussion, but he grew stiff. He would not leave the podium and this time, he refused to write down important points on the board.

I could not help myself but grin. I made his torment more unbearable as I unbuttoned two more locks on my blouse. I ran my fingers all over my cleavage while I rubbed my pussy against the thin thong. The moment he noticed, his eyes grew wide in surprise.

He tried to avoid watching me, but he could not. Although I was a distraction to the discussion, he still stole glances to see what I was doing. He was biting his lip several times as he grew more tensed. The air condition was adequate and comfy, but there were beads of sweat on his forehead. The outstanding American History professor everyone looked up to was now distracted and unable to focus. His interest was nowhere in the subject. Those deep mossy eyes spoke the truth, and they were definitely captivated by me.

“Since it’s just the first day, I’ll let you out early. Class adjourned, see you all tomorrow.” Out of nowhere, Prof. Greene awkwardly announced early dismissal. He marched out of the classroom while carrying his attaché case before him to cover his crotch.

Before everyone stood up and moved around, I locked the buttons of my blouse. Realizing the impact I made on him, I knew we were quits now. I smiled to myself before I took my stuff and proceeded to my next class.

“I did it. He’s definitely affected by me.”

***

DAVID

I still got another class to start in ten minutes, but my body could not take it. The lust was just too much to handle.

I went straight to the toilet and locked myself in one of the cubicles. My body was on fire, and my cock was already throbbing inside of my pants. My cock was so hard that it was already fighting its way out of my brief. I could not afford to ruin my clean reputation at the university.

I almost gave in.

I closed the toilet bowl and placed my stuff on top of the seat cover. I undid my pants to pull my hard cock out of my underwear. The head was already leaking with crystal clear fluids due to sheer excitement and pleasure. That beautiful Russian was really something. She made me do bad and dangerous things I never thought of doing.