Korey, continued...

Korey opened the door to my classroom and stepped inside. He walked towards my desk, visibly nervous. It was cute. The youthful excitement in his eyes turned my knobs to 10. I knew what he was aiming for when he asked me for "help" with my class, but I knew he didn't expect it to actually come true. This turned me on even more.

He hadn't seen me yet, because the door he opened was now blocking me from view. I thought the element of surprise might add to the experience. Korey surveyed the room, shrugged his athletic shoulders, and sat down at one of the desks. I closed the open door in front of me and stepped forward a couple of steps. Korey looked up, startled, and when he saw me his face went white as a sheet of paper. I was wearing only a bra and panties. I had discarded my dress in the little bathroom beside my classroom and decided less was more. He studied my tanned and toned body, my tits held secure by a black sports bra, with matching compression panties that hugged my dynamite ass. I didnt want to waste time. I wanted Korey, hell...I needed Korey. I stepped over to the desk he was sitting in, helped him to stand up (albeit his nervousness made him resemble a newborn giraffe), and pulled him over to my own desk.