13. She actually could use some stress relief.

Dr. Nielsen regarded her student for a moment. “You know what, you’re right. It was stressful. Come over here.”

Meg followed her professor’s orders and came to stand by her desk. Dr. Nielsen looked at her for a moment before bending her over the desk. Meg’s torso rested against papers from other classes, to do lists, and other scattered, professorial detritus. She felt her professor caress her ass through her jeans and she froze up for a moment, wondering what Dr. Nielsen had in mind.

The older woman leaned down and whispered in Meg’s ear as her hand continued to caress her butt. “Take these off.”

Meg lifted herself up off the desk slightly to get access to her fly. She unbuttoned her jeans, but before she could rise to remove them, she felt Dr. Nielsen’s hands grab the waistband of her jeans and panties and in one fell motion pull both to her ankles. Meg felt even more exposed than she had with Hanna and Joey. Something about this situation felt more intense. Her professor caressed her now bare ass appreciatively. Her hand trailed down Meg’s thigh between her legs to find her student’s slit. It was still dripping from her recent escapades.

“Someone’s had some fun.”

Meg nodded and closed her eyes as her professor found her clit. Her long nails made slow circles around the button, sending shivers down Meg’s spine. When her hand left Meg’s pussy, the girl whimpered and her hips subconsciously tried to follow the older woman’s hand, **** for the stimulation to continue. For a moment, there was nothing.

SLAP

Dr. Nielsen’s hand cracked down on Meg’s ass. The student went rigid with surprise. Another hit landed, just as hard as the first. Her professor spanked her, hard, taking out all the stress of her meeting on her student’s pert butt. She was in shock as the onslaught continued, but soon her shock turned to surprise at her own body. She was getting wet. Something about this was turning her on. Meg lost track of her spanking. Eventually, Dr. Nielsen paused to caress Meg’s stinging ass.

“You are such a good girl, Meg. That was exactly what I needed.”

Something about being called a good girl really did it for Meg. She nodded, not moving from her position bent over the desk. Something in her didn’t want to move without permission. Dr. Nielsen’s hand slipped back between Meg’s legs, finding her student’s wetness.

“And I think that was exactly what you needed too.”

Dr. Nielsen once again circled Meg’s clit with one of her nails. Meg had no idea how turned on she was until the sensation of her professor playing with her clit made her nearly see stars. She moaned loudly, melting into the desk as the pleasure built deep between her legs. Her professor was just as relentless pleasuring Meg as she had been in causing pain. The pressure built up, more and more intense as Dr. Nielsen teased her clit. It felt like an explosion was building inside her, and indeed before long the floodgates burst.

She felt something gush from between her legs as she came harder than she’d ever cum before. She nearly screamed but bit her lip to keep from drawing attention. Her entire body tensed as her climax ripped through her, finally releasing as it peaked. She was left panting, sweaty and limp, draped over her calculus professor’s desk.

“I didn’t have you pegged as a squirter.”

She turned her head to look at Dr. Nielsen. Her professor was licking her juices from her hand, clearly savoring the taste. Meg realized what she meant. She had exploded literally and figuratively. She rose up on her arms to look between her legs. She was dripping.

“I’m so sorry, I don’t know what that was.”

Dr. Nielsen laughed, “You’re into spanking is what that was.”

Meg blushed hard, “I guess I should clean myself up a little before 5:15.”

“No, you stay right there. I want Leo to know what you’re here for.”

That sent another shiver down her spine. Meg kicked her jeans to the side and remained exactly where she was. Dr. Nielsen went to the door to listen briefly and then poked her head out to check the hallway.