Tiffany absent-mindedly chewed on the end of her pen as she sat in the packed lecture theatre. She could barely concentrate on what was going on for various reasons. One of them being that it was hot…so hot. It was the middle of July and the airconditioning decided to not work on what she was sure was the hottest day of the year. Another reason Tiffany couldn't concentrate on her lecture…well the main reason actually…was Professor Kim….
Professor Kim Taeyeon…author of numerous psychology textbooks, the most knowledgeable scholar at the University of Korea on topics like philosophy, history, literature and a whole lot of other sexy things. Tiffany was besotted, she was infatuated with the enigmatic professor. She would catch herself watching her in lectures with her jaw hanging open, a little drool pooling on her lip and she would have to tell her stupid brain to get it together and not look like a total idiot.
Tiffany wasn't sure if she was more attracted to Professor Kim's brain or her body because, damn…she would love to find out more about both. Professor Kim wasn't your average voluptuous bombshell type but she was mysteriously perfect in her own way.
Tiffany found herself fantasizing about those deep, mysterious brown eyes at night and she would practically melt whenever the professor ran a hand through her luscious dark hair. Tiffany could almost feel Professor Kim's waist against her fingertips and all she wanted to do was touch her perfect skin and bring that sexy smile to her cute face. Tiffany was in too deep, too deep to turn back.
It wasn't as if Tiffany couldn't get any guy or girl she wanted. She was a hottie in her own right and she was confident enough to admit that but this…Professor Kim…she saw as a challenge. What she wouldn't give to get her hands into those annoyingly tight skinny jeans that hugged her perfect bubble butt and rip off those cute button-up shirts she always wore.
Tiffany squirmed in her seat as Professor Kim gave them a rundown of Greek Philosophy as a way to understand the earliest types of government. Others around her took notes feverishly but all Tiffany could concentrate on was watching Professor Kim's lips move and how good those cherry lips would look right between her legs.
She had been having trouble sleeping since she had joined Professor Kim's class. The only way she seemed to be able to fall asleep was to touch herself as she imagined the hot Professor doing all kinds of bad things to her. She had even shocked herself when she had called out the professor's name a few times before reaching her climax. Tiffany had it bad…so so bad….
She gulped when her eyes locked with Professor Kim's and time suddenly stood still before she looked away and then Tiffany was suddenly snapped back into reality when she saw people rushing past her desk to leave for their next lecture.
Tiffany waited patiently for the lecture theatre to clear out completely. While she waited, she contemplated all of the rumours that she had heard about the sexy professor. She had heard that Professor Kim was definitely into girls, she was 28 and single, living on her own in an apartment near the university. There were of course many girls who claimed to have had the privilege of spending the night with the dreamy professor but the only way Tiffany could verify any of those stories was to try and reach that nirvana herself.
Tiffany watched carefully as the professor looked down at her desk and began to sort some papers. She obviously thought the lecture hall was empty so Tiffany quietly slipped down the few steps that led to her desk and cleared her throat. The young professor looked up with her eyebrows raised cutely in shock at the student in front of her.
