Dawn of a new week.

After an uneventful and boring weekend, save for hanging with Vi and losing online video games with Sai a new week of classes start.

I settle into my finances class. one of the few classes that I prefer to sit closer to the front for, and its for one reason, well, two big reasons. Almost through wishful thinking the professor enters the room, every male and a few females in the class drawn in a breath as they take in the curvy beauty as she places her bag down in the corner of the room underneath her desk. Mrs. Amy Revers. For a woman that is closer to 40 now she is absolutely breathtaking, her long red flowing hair tied up in a loose bun and ponytail combo leaves small wisps of hair dangling around her face. Her sharp and piercing green eyes dart across her laptop as she prepares for the lesson. My eyes roam downwards carefully, the best part of her body are those giant breasts, held tightly by a blue sweater, their size still a marvel to behold, she's on the curvier side but she still has an alluring hourglass figure that widens out at her hips for a juicy ass and thick like you couldn't believe thighs. I quickly snap my eyes up to her face as she address the room to begin the lesson.

I consider myself a smart guy, I got into a good university and generally get high grades for my units. But this unit, I find myself struggling in, the material doesn't seem that much harder. My eyes glance at Mrs. Revers ass as it jiggles in her form fitting pencil skirt as she write an equation on the board, but I think I know why I find myself not absorbing everything I need to.

The class concludes and I approach Mrs. Revers' desk.

"Hi professor, I just wanted to ask if you would have an audio recording or something so I can go back through the stuff I didn't quite get."

Her piercing eyes shoot up and a small inviting smile graces her face; "Uhhh, Yes I think there should be, let me have a quick look..." Her fingers glide across the laptops track pad as she scrolls through the recordings and file system. She sucks on her teeth and looks up apologetically. "I'm so sorry, the recording's been corrupted? I'll send an email out to all the students and see if they want another recording." She thinks for a moment. "Actually, I won't." Her lips tighten into a smile as she turns her attention back to the laptop. "I'm going to use this to see who is actually taking my lessons seriously." She turns back to me. "Keep that a secret between us, okay?" She winks playfully.
I feel my heart flutter but nod; "Of course."

"As for you Mr. Doe, since you actually came up and were honest about your struggles I'd be happy to organize a 1 on 1 session so we can go through this lesson and anything else you're struggling with, does that sound acceptable?"

Private time with the curvy beauty goddess? Sign me up, obviously nothing will happen, shes a professor and she's married, my eyes quickly glance to the ring on her left hand, but.... it's still fun to check her out and do some light flirting with the professor.

"Yeah, that works great for me! Did you have a time in mind?"

Her eyes move back to the laptop as she hums as she considers her options, "How about, I email you when something opens up and I'll pencil it in then."

"That's perfect professor, thank you for your time."

She beams a wide smile that reaches the edge of her eyes, she waves me farewell as her next group of students being to enter the classroom.