Professor burns continues to question Kate
From Create Your Own Story
Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that.
"Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?" Mary asked while raising her eyebrow.
Kate was quiet for a few seconds.
"To be honest, no, I'm not here for that..." she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes "...Professor"
"Ok, can you talk to me about it?" Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal.
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds.
"Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?" Mary asked.
Kate shrugged and said "It's not that, I'm just not sure how you're going to react."
"I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment"
"Ok, would you mind if I close the door?" Kate asked.
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. "Shit." Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of professional conduct allowed for.
The conversation had raised Mary's temperature and now she now felt hot in her outfit. "Sure, close it" she impulsively before she had a second to think it through.
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the thin fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. Thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, were rushing back into her head.
Kate walked back to the desk chair. "I want to show you something" said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. "Fuck, I'm starting to get wet" she realized.
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper.
"Here," Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, "I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback."
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. "This is it? This is all that she wants?" She thought.
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides.
"Take your time" Kate said.
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion.
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake.
"Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly." Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire.
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, "AWESOME" she said. "I can't wait."
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie.
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. "Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?"
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red.
"I'll take that as a yes," Mary said.
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said "Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story."
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page.
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again.
"Professor Burns..." Kate exclaimed
