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DPOV

After my weekend with Rose, I felt like I was floating on air as I walked into my office Monday morning. In reality there was a little bit of a stagger. Rose's sex drive was a lot higher than what I was used to. And while I always hard and ready to be inside her, it turned out my other muscles weren't as conditioned to handle the dark haired temptress. I took a calming breath, needing to clear my mind of Rose before I got too caught up in the idea of her. And her wrapped around me. Moaning my name. Whimpering in languish as I beat inside of her-stop it! This was going to be a bit more difficult than I thought. I took a few more deep breaths focusing on my work obligations before switching to the essays I had ignored over the weekend. I was engrossed in the material over a student's choice book essay and how it compared to a classic we had read earlier in the year when I realized I was almost late for my first lecture. I quickly scooped up the other papers and made my way downstairs to the lecture hall that held my first class.

I got through two classes that morning before returning to my office to continue grading. My cock had luckily only twitched when the first student addressed me as Professor, I think it helped that it was a young man who first addressed me, there was nothing sexy about this man who asked about a point of reference for 'current classics' and their ability to withstand time. From that point on, I just imagined that student asking the very dry questions about the lecture when one of them would address me. I was again, almost late for class, but luckily this one was just down the hall.

RPOV

I couldn't tell if this was a bit mean to do or would be incredibly appreciated. After I had finished with my clients this morning, I had made my way back to the apartment I shared with Dimitri. I thought one of the other trainers would comment on my inability to walk straight this morning and I wasn't wrong, but there were perks to being a trainer, mainly that you could always say it was a workout rather than your very hot roommate fucking you on every surface in your apartment. Now I was tightening the ties on my tiny white dress shirt that I had tied just under my breasts, the mini schoolgirl skirt I had once worn for actual school barley covered my ass, but it was safely hidden under the long trench coat I had dawned for the purpose of hiding my outfit. It did nothing, however, to hide the almost sheer black stocking that covered my legs, at least the stocking straps were hidden. Maybe they'd just think I had tights on. And the shoes. Oh god the shoes, I had almost orgasmed seeing them, hopefully, Professor Belikov would have a similar appreciation for them. I had done two low pigtails to make sure my intentions weren't subtle. Now, now it was time to test my skills in the classroom.

DPOV

I rushed into the room, happy to see the students still meandering around, as well as a few strays following me in. "Sorry I'm late, are their any questions while I get the computer set up?"

"Yes, Professor! I had a few questions about the homework."

It didn't matter that I hadn't seen her yet. My entire body reacted to her way of saying professor. My cock was at attention, pressing painfully against my dress pants. "Ye-yes Miss?"

I had to do my best to not let on to the students that there was anything unusual about this interaction.

"Well, I was just wondering when the last one would be graded, it seems like it's taking a looong time."

"I- have some of your essays already graded, they will be distributed tomorrow. If you don't see yours there, I will have it to you by Friday. If not, you can see me after class."

I finally gained the courage to look up and wish I hadn't. She was sitting there in the front row, off to the right. From my position now I could see exactly what she had planned for me. She had a coat hanging over the back of her chair so the students behind her couldn't see what exactly was wearing. But I could. She had on a white shirt that was tied so her breast were practically spilling out of the top, I could see down just enough to know she was wearing a black bra. Her hair was split with two ponytails, one on each side, framing her face. I could see plaid covering her hips, but whether it was a pair of shorts or a skirt or what, I wasn't sure. She legs were crossed at the ankles and covered in black stockings that were held up by a stocking belt. Her shoes simply said, 'Fuck me', black and high heeled. Tall enough that it would be easy to slip my cock into her tight pussy by just bending her over at the waist, pounding into her from behind. She gave me a well-trained man eater smile.

I was so screwed.

I tried to sit back in the chair behind the podium, missing and stumbling back while the chair scrapped against the floor. This got the attention of the other students who snicker at my misfortune. I re-organized myself, still hiding behind the podium and pulled up a presentation. I normally wouldn't do a slide show presentation for class; just upload it for extra material for the students who actually wanted to learn.

"This is going to be a short class today-We'll just be going over the importance of writing to reflect the time and how to make a story last". I got no complaints from the students about a shortened lecture on a Monday. I began with referencing "Grapes of Wrath", focusing on the screen as to not get sidetracked by the beauty just out of my periphery. A student raised their hand and I called on them. Thank God they didn't say Professor. After answering I continued. It was all fine, I had answered a few more questions, until she raised her hand, I swore under my breath.

"Yes Miss Hathaway?" I did my best to not look at her, but she moved, and my eyes shifted over to her involuntarily.

"How do you think Steinbeck's references reflected our remembrance of the Dust Bowl?" I was a great question, and it was made more attractive that she had spread her legs to show me her dripping cunt. Skirt, was all my brain was able to think. She had what appeared to be crotchless panties with little lacy detailing that I couldn't quite make out from my position. I was staring and staring I realized without answering, I felt myself lick my lips instead.

"Didn't we go over the staying power of a story and it's shaping of history last week when we compared it to-" I wasn't following the student's tangent and a discussion broke out, I was still looking at Rose, who now moved her hands so they looked like they were resting in her lap, in reality they were rubbing against her thighs, trailing closer and closer to where I wanted to be.

I was finally able to move my eyes away from my Roza and back to the screen, my cock now throbbing in my pants, pleading with me to take Rose and get out of there. I picked up the tail end of a girl's comments and use it to continue the lecture. I looked back at the students and then caught something that made me growl in possession. A student, Ralph Sarkozy staring over at Rose. His desk was moved to be slightly in front of other others and he was palming his cock under his desk as he gaped open mouthed at Rose.

My possession went almost unnoticed by the students before I quickly finished the lecture with a note about looking further into what we discussed today and dismissing them. "Miss Hathaway, will you stay behind, I need to speak to you about something", my accent was so thick the words might as well have been Russian. Rose nodded, closing her legs as the other students walked out.

Ralph was still sitting in his desk, looking down at his lap with fear. I sniggered and the implication, then growled at the knowledge that he was picturing my girl for that purpose.

"Mr. Sarkozy", I snapped, "I have something personal to discuss with Miss Hathaway. Exit." The tone of my voice must have fixed the issue going on down south for the bastard as he quickly gathered his things and left me alone with the only student I really wanted to teach.

Another low grumble came from my chest as I looked at the vixen sitting in my front row.

She groaned melodramatically and it certainly did nothing to my help my now furious cock. "Professor", she whined, "I have other teachers I need to see. Other assignments to do. You keep riding me sooo hard. How am I supposed to get anything done?" She said it in a sultry voice. I hadn't realized I was stalking towards her, pulling her up and out of her seat.

"Miss Hathaway, what exactly do you think you're playing at?"

"I know I've been a bad girl, Professor, but please-"

I spun her around so she was now facing the desk she had been sitting in. I pulled up her skirt to display her ass to my hand. I hadn't really thought before I had smacked it. I retracted quickly. "Rose I'm-"

She moaned, pushing her ass farther back into me, "do it again" she panted it out, wiggling her ass just a bit. I complied, smacking the taut skin and watching it pink under my touch. "For God's sake's Professor, harder!"

I smacked her ass again, three times rapidly in the same spot. I then slid my hand in between her thighs, finding her wetness running down her thighs, I trailed my hand up and up until I was insider her folds, massaging her. She moaned and I smacked her ass again as continued to massage her clit. Her moans were delicious, echoing around the empty classroom- "fuck! We were still in the classroom. I didn't know when or if another class was going to come in.

"Rose-", panic in my voice.

I hadn't realized I had stilled my hand, two fingers still inserted into her core, she was dripping into the cupped shape. She began rocking against my hand whining and whimpering at my lack of attention. I didn't realize she as so close. "MMM-Dimitri" she expelled on a sigh, coming right there on the desk in my hand.

I was glued to the spot as felt her cum, still rocking against my fingers to ride out her high. I felt her spilling out of my hand and dripping onto the floor. She threw a look back over her shoulder to look at me. "That-was an excellent class, Professor".

I didn't know what my face looked like, but I pulled my fingers from her dripping core and without thinking brought my drenched fingers to my lips, sucking off her excitement.

"Dimitri" she moved towards me, but now that I wasn't touching her, I remembered my thought from before.

"Rose, there will be another class in here. I don't know when, but we can't stay in here."

"Fuck! Okay. Well, um- it looks like you might need something. Is there somewhere else we can go?"

I swallowed. I did need something. Even a hand job at this point would help, but there was no way I was going to be able to work with this hardon. I looked down and realized there was a sizable wet spot on my front now. "Yes" I groaned, "We can go to my office" she seemed to perk up at this.

"That sounds sexy! Let me clean this up first."

She bent at the waist to get something from her bag and I ran my hands over her ass some more. She chuckled and re-surfaced with some napkins. She sunk down onto her knees to start cleaning up the mess I had made of her.

It wasn't intentional, I don't think, but she was now mouth level with my cock. Rose smirked, looking up at me and started twirling one of her ponytails.

"I think I need a little extra credit. Maybe I could give you an example of my oral presentation?" I couldn't get my cock out of my pants fast enough. It smacked up against my shirt before I felt Rose's hands snake out and gently caress the throbbing member. She licked up the underside, lapping up the bit of precum that had started trailing down it, before she planted a sweet, chaste kiss on my tip before she started sucking.

It didn't take long. My hands had grabbed one of her ponytails, as she bobbed up and down. She moaned around my cock, twisting one hand up and down the sizable length she couldn't seem to fit into her mouth, the other braced against my hip. My tip hit the back of her throat and I came uncontrollably. "Roza-" I groaned out, my head tossed back at the sensations. Normally, I was respectful and told the woman I was going to cum. Especially with how much and how hard my seed was pumping down her throat. She continued to bob her head, swallowing every time I filled her mouth.

When I finally finished, she let my semi-hard member slip from her mouth, wiping some of cum off the corners of her lips. "So-sorry. I usually-"

"No worries, you aren't the first man to 'accidentally' go off in my mouth. Plus, no more clean up." I didn't like knowing that another boy had been in her mouth. She laughed at my expression, rising to her feet. I was now getting a full appreciation for the outfit she had dawned. I was able to full appreciate the work she put into the gym too. Her toned muscles helping to give shape to her little outfit.

"Does this mean you still want to go back to your office?" she was eyeing my shaft, now pointing directly at her. I could only nod, still not moving. She sighed heavily and helpfully started to put me back in my pants. I finished buttoning and up as she slipped on her coat.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door and the promise of my office.

A.N: So, what did you think? I would love a review! They really make my day. Let me know! Yes, there will be another scene in his office, which will hopefully be out on Friday.