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Chapter 3 by bmcalister

The classroom was more like an auditorium. Since I was late, I was forced to sit in the front row. We weren't in regular desks. The seats were more like chairs with little armrests to put our books on. The rows of seats are elevated, so when the professor began to lecture, he was almost eye-level with my knees. He must have been about sixty years old, but that didn't stop him from trying to sneak a peek between my legs.

I acted as if I was concentrating on my notes while allowing my legs to spread slightly apart. Once I was sure that I had the professor's attention, I began to tease him by spreading my legs a little wider, then quickly closing them together again. The whole time, I tried to look innocent, as if I was unaware of my behavior. Finally, I hooked my feet around the sides of my chair, allowing my legs to spread completely apart. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, the professor had a clear view of my smooth shaved pussy.

He walked up a few steps of the aisle next to me while he lectured and I realized he was trying to look down the top of my dress. With the open buttons, I'm sure he could see my bra-less breasts. I innocently leaned over a little further to make sure that he had an unobstructed view of my pretty pink nipples. The cool morning air caused my nipples to poke out like little Hershey's Kisses for the professor's viewing pleasure.

When he returned to the front of the class, I pretended to drop my pen. I got out of my chair and turned around so that my back was to the professor. Then I slowly bent over with my knees straight, allowing the hem of my skirt to ride up and give the professor a good look at my smooth, firm ass. Hopefully, he'll remember this day when he makes out the final grades.

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