Private Tutoring

Neither Mitch nor Anna understood quite what was going on, but for some reason the Professor was being uncharacteristically agreeable with her student. In fact, as much it was frustrating her, she was currently agreeing to everything Mitch asked whether it was related to his studies or not,

Of course, it was impossible for either of them to have guessed the truth - that thanks to the cursed ring Anna was wearing and that Mitch had noted when he first showed up she was now bound to obey him until she had satisfied his deepest sexual fantasy. But what Mitch did know was that something strange was happening and that if a girl was this suggestible to him he would usually try and guide her into his bed.

As Anna paid for the coffees Mitch wanted to see how far he could push this. He had to be really careful, naturally. and take things one step at a time. A false move could have severe repercussions for his grades. But Professor Clarence was too hot to not at least test the waters, plus in a weird way he quite liked the way she was so stern and even rude to him so getting shot down wouldn't be the worst.

"So, um, Professor, as you pointed out you're not working at the moment so do you mind if I call you Anna?"

Anna looked momentarily as if she was going to give Mitch a piece of her mind for such cheek, but she relented with a sigh "If you must."

"Great, thanks Anna. Actually, you know what would really help me was if I could get some private tutoring with you? Would that be okay?"

Anna put down her cup a fixed Mitch with a threatening stare "Okay, but this could wrongly be perceived as favouritism and is strictly against the rules. If you tell anyone I am doing this for you I will make you regret it. Is that understood?"

"Perfectly, Anna, It will be our little secret." Mitch smiled to himself, as crazy as it seemed it almost felt like she couldn't say no to him "How about we start tonight over dinner?"

"I wish you had given me more notice, I'm going to have to miss my Book Club now. And make sure you pick a restaurant we won't get seen in, us dining together could look.." she seemed a little embarrassed "inappropriate. Well, if you don't have any more favours to bombard me with I have places to be."

"Sure, if you could just let me have your personal number so I can text you about meeting up?"

Reluctantly, Anna scribbled her number down on a napkin and passed it to Mitch.

"Great, oh and one more thing. I'm a little short on cash so could you please pay for dinner."

"I suppose so" Anna tutted "It's a good job one of us knows how to manage their money. I'll see you later. And don't show up late. I hate tardiness!"

As Anna left Mitch was sat in a state of disbelief at what had just happened. Maybe he could get his hot professor into bed after all!