Follow Ms Hope for a Private PE session

You let yourself into Ms Hopes office, locking the door behind you and she looks up startled at the intrusion.

“John, you gave me a fright! Why aren’t you getting changed?” she asks.

“I don’t know if you ever knew this Ms Hope,” you tell her “but I used to fantasize about you a lot when I was a student here”

She’s taken aback by your sudden confession and smiles nervously.

“Well teenage boys are free with their affections and their hormones can lead them to misdirect their feelings…” she begins uneasily.

You approach her and she retreats back against the desk, putting as much space between the two of you as she can in the small cramped office.

“Well I’m not a student anymore Ms Hope” You tell her calmly “and I still fantasize about you sometimes, stroking my hard cock at night dreaming of you in those small shorts and workout tops.”

You’re right in front of her now, so close you can smell her musky feminine odor, any further and you would be pressing her into the desk. Her face turns red and she is becoming very flustered.

“Well, I don’t think this is the appropriate place or time…” She begins then stops stunned as you pull your shirt off revealing your newly transformed and muscled torso. Her eyes run down your solid pecks and washboard abs finally resting on the bulge in your jeans where your manhood is awakening to her scent.

Before she has a chance to regain her composure, you step in hooking an arm around her slim waist and pull her in for a heavy kiss. She melts against you, her firm warm body leaning up against your strong chest and her tongue finding yours passionately. Then abruptly she pulls back, shaking her head as if to clear it.

“No, NO! We can’t be doing this John.” She whispers unconvincingly. You just laugh gently, step back from her and drop your pants. Your massive throbbing member springs free of its restraints, standing out in front of you proudly and Ms Hopes eyes are drawn irresistibly to it.

She stares at you, not sure what to say. She had been trying to maintain her professional demeanor, but is now staring down at your dick in disbelief.

"I... I've never seen a grown man with such a cock... let alone any student.” She stammers “You... I should... I mean, look at that thing... It's just so... big..."

Ms Hope, without thinking, reaches out and wraps her hand around your granite cock, her long fingers not quite touching. "I mean, it's so hard and hot... and... and... "she says, losing her train of thought.

Before she has a chance to respond to this new revelation, you pull her close and kiss her again. Forgetting herself, Ms Hope kisses you back, throwing around your back the hand that isn't gripping your dick. You squeeze one of her firm shapely tits in your hand, gripping it roughly beneath the fabric.

“God, what am I doing?” She gasps hotly “The class is going to start soon… god, I want that cock so badly!”