Ms. Roman's next class

The next day the Professor, Ms. Roman eagerly looked forward to the Maths class, confident in her new strategy for improving performance in the finals calculus class. She wore a tightly fitting skirt and satin shirt to make sure her breasts were clearly on display and launched into the lesson.

As expected she lost quite a few of them. Not to worry though. She had a plan. Towards the end of session she announced.

"Now, students, I know this isn't the easiest of subjects and I have recently discovered that for some of you, there is a reason it is extra difficult." She beamed in the sureness of her knowledge and her fingers fidgeted with the top button of her blouse. "You weren't breast-fed".

The class looked at her silently, all with wide eyes, staring.

"I know that there is a way to fix this", she began and started undoing her blouse buttons to reveal a lacy black bra. A moment later and she had levered her left breast out of it and was displaying it to the stupified class. "Who wants to be first to come up and suck on this?" she said looking for volunteers.

A forest of arms shot up into the air from all of the boys and even most of the girls.

"Ok, you first Sonny!" she said to a weedy looking guy with a poorly developed moustache in the front row and he shot out of his seat in desperation unconcerned about banging his shin on the table in his haste to improve his education and latch onto Ms. Roman's nipple. "Ahhh!" she exhaled in satisfaction and leaned back to close her eyes, opening her legs wide without thinking about it, grabbing the kids hand and pushing it down the front of her tight skirt to rub at her pussy and began to get excited dreaming of how much she was improving their grades.