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HIS POV
Gwen, who did not have a crush on Gwen? Every boy wanted her under him, and every girl secretly wanted to be her.
But no one except her boy toy got to touch her. She did not sleep around like most girls in the university, she only and only performed with teachers that too very reluctantly and then went to bed with that jock.
Everyone except her knew that he had marked her as his territory. I don't think they were dating, but she always seemed to be with him.
Either his dick was magic or he had cast a spell on her. There was no way she was so into that dumb jock.
She was a year older than me and in her final year of college and I could give anything to spend a night with her.
"Marcus, there you are I have been looking for you." Professor Anna called me. This old woman comes onto me all the time. She is a tenured professor and often picks me for her demos.
I have nothing against her, I kinda like older women, but not the ones who are so desperate. I agree I am a fine specimen, with my inky black hair, tan skin, and dark brown eyes paired with my impressive body I do look hot. But I still don't appreciate this professor trying to seduce me all the time.
I turn around with a bright smile.
"Miss Anna I was heading to the cafeteria to grab some lunch. Do you want me to get you anything?"
"Oh no, I just had lunch with the other professors, otherwise I would have joined you." She winked at me I felt as if a dozen spiders crawled up my body.
I maintained a smile while she went on.
"I was just heading out to the classroom, to conduct the final exam, I was wondering if you would like to assist me in handling everything."
Did I mention I also worked as her teacher's aide? Sure, I do get extra marks from it, but lately, I have realized that the number of things I have to put up with, with Professor Anna is not worth it. I am about to refuse when she says something that totally catches me off guard.
"I was wondering who will top my class for the last time, will it be Gwen or that other girl who is always competing with her."
The professor was so oblivious that I would do anything to see Gwen in action, even though the action does not involve me, I would still give my kidney happily just to be in the room in which she is present.
"Sure, ma'am what do you need me to do?" I asked with a true smile this time.
"It's going to be a closed-setting exam of course; I just need you to time the students and make sure all the marks are entered in the marksheet correctly. It won't take us more than an hour or two."
I had no lectures today as the final exam of the last year students were going on meaning all the professors were busy.
I started walking with Professor Anna the thought of grabbing a bite had long forgotten, I was hungry for something else now.
We reached the classroom and I could see the small group of students gathered in the hallway waiting to be let in.
Professor Anna and I entered the classroom and made sure the podium was all set for the students. Then the both of us took a seat in the first row and she placed her open laptop in front of me. With the marksheet open. All I had to do was time the students and enter the marks.
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Sex University (Season 1 and 2)
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