You're worried you won't be able to resist temptation

You're pacing up and down inside your office, waiting for Sam to arrive. There's coffee in the machine if he wants a mug and a bowl with a few chocolate biscuits waiting on your desk. You're not sure if it's all too much, but you've only been a professor a few months and you're still figuring things out, like just how to treat your favorite student when he comes to your office for a one on one meeting. Sam is such a sweet boy, you just want to spoil him.

You're trying not to focus on the numerous other things you'd like to do to the cute, girly boy, but it's a losing battle. Ever since that conversation you had in the lecture theatre a couple days ago, Sam has just been constantly on your mind. At the oddest moments you find yourself worrying about him, wondering if he's really doing okay, if the loneliness is getting to him. Then there's the times you'll imagine instead his pretty mouth wrapped around your cock, tears in his big, blue eyes as you **** every inch down his sweet, willing throat. The fantasy never fails to give you a throbbing erection, no matter the inconvenience. Lecturing a class is so much more difficult when you have to hide the bulge in your trousers.

You have to admit, you're starting to doubt whether meeting him like this in private is really a good idea. Will you be able to control yourself when he's sitting right in front of you, staring up at your face with those adorable blushing cheeks? He likes you so much already, you know that. It would be so very easy to just reach out and take him. You're sure could have him stripped and bent over your desk inside of fifteen minutes if you really tried, with your cock buried balls-deep in his delicious butt. Once he's been taught the raw pleasure that comes from being fucked by thick New Female dick he'll be yours entirely, to do with as you please. Imagine having such an adorable boy as your little toy, just the thought makes you shiver with pleasure. And yet, it's so wrong. That nagging part of you keeps saying, and you're inclined to listen. How can you take advantage of such a sweet, innocent boy? Plus, it'd be jeopardizing your career, everything you've worked so hard for.

Maybe you should just cancel the meeting and send him to Student Welfare instead. That would be the more sensible choice perhaps. But you've arranged everything, and he was so very grateful in the email he sent you thanking you for taking the time just to meet with him. For a boy who's already so down on himself, it'll seem like the harshest of rejections just when he needs your help the most. You've seen him around the other staff. He barely even speaks to them, hiding away in the corner like an anxious mouse. For all you know, you might well be the only person who's even noticed he's having problems. He likes and trusts you and you really do want to help the poor kid. Can you really pull out the rug from under him now?

As annoying and worrying as all this is, at least some of your other problems have resolved themselves. You're not hosting your brother after all, since a phone call earlier in the week utterly failed to convince you that he's actually serious about college. James hasn't disappeared or done anything else stupid since hitting on you so blatantly. You hope the cocky jock has maybe realized just how close he came to getting kicked off the course and turned over a new leaf, even if there's not much chance of that. Drinks with Professor Merchant is off the cards as well, after you saw him yesterday chatting happily with a blonde post-doc in a low-cut top. He's friendly with everyone, not just you, and you're not about to risk embarrassing yourself again by blatantly hitting on another uninterested boy. As for Christine, she's had her chance to apologize to you. If she doesn't see how what she did in the bar upset you so much, then she's not even worth keeping as a friend, as sad as it might be to lose her.

Just like that, there's a light, hesitant knock on the door to your office. Your stop pacing and your head snaps up. Sam, right on time. Knowing him as you do, he probably came early and was waiting outside your door for the past few minutes, too anxious to interrupt you. Well, it's too late to cancel now. You'll just have to control yourself, the same way you always have around cute boys. Get through this meeting, give Sam what advice you can, and then as soon as he's feeling better, dash off to the staff bathrooms for an extended session of jerking off before your next appointment.

"Come in, Sam." You call out. The door swings hesitantly open, and the very cutest of your students shuffles into your office, biting anxiously on his plump lower lip.