Mrs Doe coerces me some more with dirty talk...

I’m still just standing there, unable to figure out what to do, my cock knows what it wants, its throbbing away happily in my pants, but my heart and mind are racing, Mrs Doe looking from my eyes to my crotch, waiting for me to act.

“ Have you ever stroked your virgin cock while thinking of me, John?” she asks, slowly getting up from her desk.

Still seemingly paralysed, I nod my head to the affirmative.

“ Do you imagine your having sex with me whilst you stroke yourself?” now slowly approaching me, a hungry look in her eyes.

Again I nod.

“ And as you cum do you fantasise your seed is gushing over me? All over these breasts of mine, perhaps? Or maybe all over my bottom, just after screwing me in doggy style?” She’s now in front of me and putting her hands on my shoulders, gently pushing me to sit back against the table.

To her last questions I simply nod again.

Staring into my eyes she seems to be undergoing an internal Q&A before speaking again, “ Normally I would never even think about being with a student, I get young men every year that seem to want me, but frankly I haven’t been a Mrs for a while now as my husband ran off with his young secretary! And so I find myself feeling a need within me, and when an attractive young man like yourself starts perving on me, rather obviously, I might add, I find myself compelled to give in to my more basic urges…..”

I get the feeling she’s trying to justify whatever may be coming, and although I’d like to reach out and touch her, I still cant get the nerve to make the first move.

“ You said before you like the idea of a mature lady having her way with you and I must admit I like the idea of teaching you the art of sex, but what we would be doing would be very wrong, so I’m not going to push you, if you want me to touch your virgin cock, get it out yourself, otherwise, we can leave now and act like this never happened starting tomorrow, ok?”