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I am a professor at the University
of Manitoba where I teach English.
There is not a year that goes by where
I don’t meet some student that total-
ly turns me on. Up until recently. I
have always refrained from getting
involved with any student, regardless
of how hot she might be. That was.
until I met Joan. Joan was a Kin an-
thropology major. I’d often seen her at
the pool, and she looked pretty hot in
her tight, one-piece bathing suit. The
beautiful 19-year old blonde was also
a cheerleader for our university foot-
ball team, and the most beautiful one I
might add. All the guys were constant-
ly trying to get into her pants. And
to be honest with you. my own heart
would literally do a flip flop imagin-
ing what it would be like to fondle her
large breasts, which were constantly
peeking out through the sides of the
tight T-shirts she wore.
I spent many a moment in deep
thought, picturing in my mind, the ut-
ter thrill of parting her long, lean legs
and caressing her with my tongue.
I lived for the day the opportunity
might arise to show her the value of
taking instruction from an older, more
mature person - one who has been
around and knows the ropes. To me
Joan seemed to know the score, and
I was positive that none of the guys
her own age could possibly bring her
the sexual satisfaction I instinctively
knew her body must have craved.
Teacher or not teacher, if I thought
I could have gotten away with it. I
would have done anything, short of
rape, to be able to lick and swallow
the sacred secretions, that were cer-
tain to flow in abundance from that
delectable little juicy quim of hers.
Joan was in my Canadian Literature
class and since she wasn’t doing so
hot that semester, I decided to ask her
to stay after school for some special
tutoring. I should point out that Joan
has a pleasing personality, and I had
noticed many times her warm smile,
which I believed was directed toward
me. Once or twice we had brushed up
against each other, and I can swear
that I saw her nipples harden through
the sheer fabric of her blouse. Maybe
my mind was playing tricks on me.
but I was almost certain she lingered
just a little too long on those occasions.
The heat from her body was more
than I could stand. I finally decided to
give into my licentious desires. Even
though I knew the risks were great,
if my hunch was right Joan wouldn’t
run off to complain to either her par-
ents or the university administration.
My instincts told me, the perky cheer-
leader was ripe to try something a lit-
tle bit different.
Earlier in the week. I had suggested
that she come over to my apartment to
study. I told her it would be a bit more
relaxed and we could get comfortable
while we cracked the books. Just to be
sure, I wore my sexiest clothes that
day. I didn’t put on a bra. and made
certain that the buttons on my blouse
remained open halfway down. In ad-
dition. I wore a really tight skirt with
a slit up the side, and some absolutely
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