She doesn't, he came prepared

"Sir, I need you to c- what are you doing..." Angela started to speak, but then the father stood up, and his hands moved to unbuckle his pants, and then his cock was freed and her eyes widened as she saw it.

And then her thoughts froze.

William grinned at the teacher, stepping closer, his cock filling her view. He hadn't been sure if the **** would actually work, but the bimbo freezing at the sight of his cock proved it well enough. It was clearly worth every penny he spent. A **** that ramped up your pheromones to make it so that just being around your bare cock could make a woman's brain slow down and be more susceptible to suggestion sounded too good to be true, especially since his cum would apparently make her addicted to him, but it sure seemed to work. That Winters family did wonders.

"Do you have any other interviews soon?" he asked, and grinned as Angela gasped as his cock hardened.

"N-no, sir..." she mumbled, "I was going to head home after this..."

"Good, so nobody will interrupt us," he said, "Admit that you're a bimbo."

"But...I'm...not?" Angela mumbled, struggling to form the sentence as she eyed his cock.

"You can barely string a sentence together when there's a cock waving in your face, you're a bimbo," he said, his hand wrapping around his cock, stroking it lightly.

Angela couldn't argue with his logic. It took her a moment to even process his words as she watched him stroke that big, strong cock, "I...I must be a bimbo, then. I'm a bimbo..."

"Much better. Was that so hard?" he hummed, taking another step closer to her.

"Hard..." Angela mumbled, licking her lips and leaning forwards, wanting to get right up on her desk to suck his cock.

He chuckled, "You're going to let my son have the highest mark in this class, right?"

"Yes, sir..." Angela mumbled.

"Take your top off," he commanded, and Angela happily obeyed, stripping down until her tits were freed for him, "Not too bad. Fine, you can suck my cock."