The New TA

You nervously adjust in your seat as you glance over at the woman walking into the room. She’s tall and curvy, her large breasts barely contained within her tight-fitting sweater. Her skirt barely covering her ass, allowing you to see every curve of her ass and legs, leaving little to the imagination. You can’t help but notice a slight sway in her step as she makes her way toward the front of the classroom.

She clears her throat, causing heads to turn her way. She stands tall, hands resting on the desk. “Hello everyone,” she says with a warm smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “My name is Regan and I’ll be your new TA for this semester.”

You try not to let your gaze linger too long on the tantalizing hem of her skirt, which seems to want to just move up a hair and give you a glimpse of her panties, but it’s hard not to. You catch her eye and quickly look away, feeling heat rising in your cheeks. Great, now she knows it’s you. She has to know you’re the one who snuck into her sorority and stole those panties.

As class goes on, Regan seems to ignore you completely. When the professor takes over, she sits down next to you but doesn’t even look over at you. Her leg brushing against yours ever so slightly, causing your cock to instantly begins to stir in your pants, pressing against the fabric with growing insistence.

It’s all too much for you to handle. After class ends and everyone else has left, you stay behind, pretending to gather some notes from your backpack. When you finally turn around, Regan is standing there, one hand resting casually on her hip. “You look like you need some help with something,” she says, a wicked grin spreading across her lips.

Your heart pounds wildly in anticipation of what might happen next. You try to compose yourself, clearing your throat nervously. “Um... I-I was just...”

She interrupts you saying, “You know,” and stepping closer so close that her breasts brush against your arm. Her warm breath tickles your ear as she whispers seductively, “I could help you with that... and maybe you can help me with something I’ve been dying to try.”

Regan leans in even closer, her perfume filling your senses, making it hard for you to think straight. Her hand trails slowly down your arm, sending shivers of desire coursing through your veins. She runs her nail teasingly along the length of your arm, drawing out your anticipation.

Her eyes flicker downward now, tracing a path along the obvious bulge in your pants. You find yourself unable to tear your gaze away from those captivating green eyes. “Um... what do you mean?” you manage to croak out.

“Don’t play dumb with me,” Regan purrs, leaning even closer, her breasts pressing against your arm. “And don’t think I didn’t recognize you the second I walked into this classroom.”

She licks her lips slowly as she traces a fingernail lightly along the bulge in your pants. “Plus, I saw you staring at my ass and tits all class long.”

You try to maintain composure but it’s difficult with Regan so close, her breasts pressing against you, and her fingernail teasingly tracing the outline of your arousal. “I-I... uh...” Your voice cracks slightly under the combined effects of desire and fear.

Regan chuckles softly as she continues to tease you mercilessly, her breasts brushing against your arm ever so slightly. “You know what I love about guys like you?” she asks, leaning in closer still, her breath fanning out over your cheek and onto your lips.

“What’s that?” you manage to squeak out, your heart hammering away in your chest like a drum.