I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair, very exhausted and stressed. Classes never ended, we had a lot of tests, but after what I had dreamed last night I couldn't clear my mind of the woman who made my panties get wet every time I thought about it and I couldn't concentrate on anything.
I picked up my bag and papers, stood up, and walked to the teacher's desk to leave the test that had started half an hour ago. He looked at me in surprise and I just smiled making a goodbye bow. The teacher must have thought that this time the exam was easy for me, but thanks to my thoughts about Tiffany and that my dream last night wouldn't let me think about anything, I had to left the papers completely blank.
Slowly and quietly I walked through the halls of campus until the English department; unconsciously my feet had led me there and it was obvious why.
I opened the door without knocking and teachers didn't care less. The few who were in the room were focusing on reviewing some exams, playing on their computers or some even sleeping. I examined the place to find Tiffany's desk, and there she was diligently cleaning the dust in her small bookshelf behind the desk.
I bit my lip as my eyes were fixed on her back. If only something falls and I could see her sexy lace panties... I walked noiselessly toward the couch in front of her desk, and without noticing me, I sat down and crossed my legs, as I watched her.
"Ah, Professor Hwang, you're working very hard" I broke the silence making her jump in surprise.
"Oh, Taeyeon. I didn't realize you were here" she laughed nervously and sat in front of me.
I could feel her perfume although the desktop distanced us, I inhaled heavily, trying not to think about anything. The dream last night should affect me greatly. She looked at me questioningly.
"Are you all right Taeyeon?"
"Y-yes, everything is... perfectly fine" I managed to stammer.
After that, she bit her lip and finally an uncomfortable silence invaded us. I took the opportunity to look at her characteristics, her face, her eyes and her dark hair, those lips... Damn, I wanted to feel those lips all over my body, I wanted to know if they felt like in my dream.
My eyes scanned her collarbone, reaching down, noting that the first three buttons of her blouse were unbuttoned, showing me her cleavage. I squeezed my thighs.
It was just a dream, it was only a dream... it wasn't real, you'll never get to fuck her.
I looked up only to find her gaze on mine. I coughed uncomfortably and when she realized she was staring at me, she immediately looked away, pretending to revise her books. I smiled.
"Well, if everything is okay, why do you come? Do you need help with something?" she asked
"Yes, I need you."
She frowned in confusion.
"Okay, do you need help with an exercise of the book? Let me get the..."
"No, Tiffany, I need you" I interrupted her.
Her eyes widened when she finally caught on to what I was saying. Jesus Christ, I didn't know she was THAT slow.
"But... Taeyeon..." she looked around, there was a lot of teachers there.
"You better be in the cellar's gym when I get there, ready for me."
I saw her swallow nodding vigorously and running quickly out of the staff room. I felt my soaked panties and blamed Tiffany for doing so. Making sure that none of the teachers were watching me, I slid my hand down my pants and my underwear, playing gently with my fingers on my pussy totally wet.
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Yeah....She's my stepmother (TAENY)
FanfictionWhen you're a college student is normal to fantasize about your so-fucking-hot English teacher The problem comes when that teacher becomes your father's girlfriend.....