Scarlett Johansson

Ms Tyler slips the glasses off of her face, and for a brief moment slides one of the bows between her red lips and bites it with her sparkling white teeth. She picked up a manila folder from her desk, as she did the hem of her skirt slid up her thigh, and I thought I might catch a glimpse of what was under her skirt, but she sat back up and opened the folder before I had a chance.

She handed me a glossy 8 x10 of the starlet standing on a red carpet somewhere. She was dressed in a white tight fitting dress that accentuated her curves, and had a plunging neckline that gave a nice view of her ripe, juicy titties. The dress had a slit up the side revealing a shapely leg wearing a white spike heel. She was waving and has a big sparkling smile on her face.

“Yeah, I remember her “ I said. “If she wants to see me, its gonna have to be more than just a photo op, and an autograph. I want to take her out for dinner, just the two of us, and I want a hotel room at the same hotel she’ll be stay at, you understand?”

“Oh, I understand alright, and I’ll be happy to set it all up. Just make sure you show her a good time... and don’t do anything that might embarrass the college, okay?” Ms. Tyler said as she dropped the folder back on her desk.

I walk over to her, standing very close, our faces inches apart. I could feel her breath on my face. I reached down, and ran my fingertips over her knee, enjoying the feel of the silky, black nylon covering it. Slowly, I traced them up her thigh.

“I won’t embarrass the college, don’t you worry about that. You just call me, or better yet stop by my dorm, and tell me in person when everything has been set up.”

She didn’t stop me when my hand moved under her skirt, instead her blue eyes stared into mine, and she said,