Time to strike

"Professor, I wanted to ask" while you are talking you are walking closer and closer to him and moving your hips seductively. He doesn't even try to pretend that he isn't looking at you "can I see my test? Because I'm pretty sure that I should've gotten better grade."

"Miss Roden" he says to your breasts "obviously you have right to look at your test and to analyze it's result. But I assure you that I checked it four times and I'm sure I didn't make a mistake, so it's almost impossible that you received the grade that you didn't deserve. To be honest, I'm disappointed. You are smart young woman and I know that you are capable to do better, but this time you didn't."

"But professor" you whine "is it fair that the result from one test on a one day when I didn't feel very good influence my future so much? As you say you know that I'm capable of doing better."

"That's how the life works. What do you want me to do?" he asks. Your hands are almost touching each other, now you just have to make him say something incriminating.

"Maybe, you could give me a second chance, I don't know, test me orally" come on, you scream in your thoughts, just take the bait.

"I can't do that" he shakes his head, but doesn't move away from you "I can't play favorites".

"Sure" you agree "but I could do some...extracurricular activities."

He is silent for a moment then looks firstly at your legs, than up to your ass, your breasts and finally at your face.

"What extracurricular activities exactly do you have in mind miss Roden?"

Motherfucker! He wants you to make the first step, it's making your plan a little more complicated. Still, sooner or later he would say something that will make him **** to ****, you are almost certain. On the other hand he chose his word very carefully, like he was suspecting something.