Let's put it out there--Whip it out.

You had something clever in mind at one point, but the fact is that as you look at Enid you simply don't fucking care. Or maybe you do care, but after nearly a decade of watching her around campus, you're simply not in the mood for games.

"Well I came down here to show you something, Enid," you say and immediately start unbuckling your belt and undoing the corduroy pants as well. You kick the office door closed behind you as you carefully but quickly pull your teased-hard erection out from your briefs and show it to Enid.