Move her hand away

It takes every ounce of willpower inside you to move her hand away.

You look back at her again, expecting to see at least some kind of emotion on her face, but she is still as stoic as before, still looking straight ahead.

"Calm down John, it was just an accident", you try to somehow rationalize what just happened. You take a deep breath and do your best to fully focus back on class.

Actually, you do manage to follow your professor's explanations, thanks to the fact that it is not the first time you are seeing what she is teaching and that she is a decent enough teacher to grab your attention.

As the lecture comes to an end, you become more and more apprehensive about the conversation that will follow with Steffi.

"Shit, what should I say? 'Why did you start caressing my crotch?' I do want her to do it though...maybe if I ask her she'll still be willing to do it?"

Just then, you hear the other students start to shuffle around, and realize that class has ended.

You turn to Steffi, still unsure what to say, but to your surprise, she is already up and going towards the exit door. "Dammit, I guess she doesn't want to do it anymore."