Mark is allowed to feel her up

Miss Fischer wheeled herself out from the desk towards the front of the couch, her butt not leaving the black leather chair. Mark wondered how it would feel, her ass making squishy noises as she shifted in the chair.

“First reward,” she said, cupping her bare tits with her hands, “You get two minutes to play with these. I know how much you’ve been waiting for this.”

Once she removed her hands, Miss Fischer thrusted her chest out to give him the every opportunity to grab them. Mark instantly reached out and took her breasts in his hands, squeezing them gently.

He marvelled at the soft feel, they looked felt bigger and heavier than he’d imagined. Mark shifted his fingers back and fourth from the flesh of her boobs to her nipples poking out at the end of her breasts.

As he massaged her breasts, Miss Fischer flicked her long light brown hair back, stopping it from getting in his way. Mark’s fingers began to rub and gently pull on her big, erect nipples.

He was completely hard. It had left a tent in his pants, very noticeable for his teacher who watched him devour her tits with just his hands.

“Can i suck on them?” he asked, wanting to taste her.

She shook her head, “One reward at a time thanks Mark.”

That was fine with him, he figured that the next reward would include him being able to suck on her heavy tits.

Mark continued to fiddle with her breasts for the remaining time, he juggled them in his hands, bouncing them around, smashing them into each other. All the way right through to the moment he was told to stop.

Miss Fischer rolled her way backwards, her breasts now out of reach from Mark’s hungry hands.

“Get started on the core paragraphs and I’ll get back to you once you’re done,” she said, rolling her chair back behind the desk.

Mark just watched in a little bit of disbelief by the way she just naturally went back to work, grading her remaining papers. The way she acted was if a student copping a feel of her breasts was a normal occurrence.

Readjusting his bulge in his pants, he tried to use the view of Miss Fischer’s tits from behind the desk to motivate him to get these core paragraphs done right.

It took the course of an hour, in that time, Miss Fischer had finished with her grading and was now using the rest of the time to check her emails. The light from her computer screen reflected back on her body. Especially her bare tits that were pressed against the desk. Mark couldn’t help but stare at them as he tried to finish up the rest of his core paragraphs.

Once done, he again let her know and she asked for him to pass her the essay.

At this stage, it was already past 9pm, he was starting to feel tired and his work resembled that. His first few paragraphs were alright but the further she read, the more she was picking up on just simple mistakes.

Eventually, she put the paper down and her pen on top of it, looking back at Mark. She hadn’t finished it but she was starting to realise that it wasn’t getting any better.

“You’re getting a bit tired aren’t you?” she said.

He nodded his head, his concentration levels were really beginning to drop off.

“Well I think you know by now that I can’t reward you for this. You started out fine but you’ve made some serious mistakes in terms of your spelling and grammar and you’ve started to really stray away from the main topic point.”

Mark was kicking himself, he would have at the very least been able to suck on her juicy nipples if he had have done a better job with this.

“However, we’ve still got the conclusion to go. So if you want to try and perfect a conclusion paragraph, I’ll put this offer on the table for you,” she said. Miss Fischer then grabbed her breasts again from behind the desk, “If the conclusion meets my satisfaction, You can use your mouth on these and I’ll let you touch me below, sound fair?”

He nodded his head again, “Yep 100%, could I start?”

She handed him back the essay and he went back to work. Although he was quite exhausted, he knew the conclusion wouldn’t take too long to answer. Mark just had to find a way to perfect it, otherwise she may be stingy and not give him the full reward.

As he wrote, he wondered what she would feel like. That pussy. Maybe it was already wet, maybe it was leaking right now, leaving a moist mark on her leather chair.

Miss Fischer had put her laptop away during the last paragraph of writing. She kept taking long glances over at Mark writing. Whether she knew it or not, she also kept tweaking her own nipples. It made them harder and Mark was more than aware of it.

Another fifteen minutes later, he handed back his work and prayed for the best. As she corrected it, Mark sat their quietly, his heart rate beating. The idea of sucking on his sexy teacher’s big tits while rubbing her more private part was something he never thought he would ever have the opportunity to do.

Once she finished reading, she looked up at him, her eyebrows raised. The emotionless face then turned to a smile, “Well done Mark, your conclusion is perfect.”