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2025-05-25 21:28:34Pamela woke up with a smile on her face. She stretched lazily on the bed while the morning sun spilled through her curtain.
“Wednesday.”
The word sent a shrill down her spine. Today was the day.
She showered quickly, scrubbing away any lingering traces of sleep, then spent an extra 5 minutes picking out her outfit- a tight seablue blouse that hugged her curves and a short black skirt that rode up just enough when she sat down.
She dabbed on a hint of gloss, smudged her eyeliner and spritzed perfume between her thighs-just in case.
Sophia was already in the kitchen, shoving a granola bar into her bag when Pamela walked in.
Someone’s in a good mood,” Sophia remarked, raising an eyebrow..
Pamela shrugged, pouring herself a cup of coffee. “Just excited for what the day holds.”
Sophia smirked. “Uh-uh. Or excited for a certain professor’s class
Pamela nearly choked on her coffee. “What?”
Sophia rolled her eyes. “Come on, Pam. You’re not subtle. You stare at him like he’s a five-course meal and you’re starving. Don’t you think I would have noticed something after sitting by your side for weeks?”
Pamela’s cheek burned, but she forced a laugh. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Sophia gave her a skeptical look, but didn’t push further. “Whatever. Let’s go before we’re late.”
The lecture hall was packed, as always. Girls whispered as Richard strode to the hall of the room, his presence overwhelming.
Pamela couldn’t help it-her gaze locked onto him the second he started speaking. The way his fingers gripped the edge of the podium, the way his voice dipped low when he made-every little thing sent heat pooling between her thighs.
And then just like before, his eyes found hers.
A smirk tugged at his lips,, before he looked away, continuing the lecture as if nothing had happened.
Pamela bit her lip, squeezing her thighs together.
Finally the lecture was over. She waited until the hall was clear before making her way to his office.
She knocked once.
“Come in.”
His voice sent a shiver down her spine. She stepped inside, locking the door behind her.
Richard leaned back in his chair, his gaze darkening as he took her in. “You’re late.”
Pamela swallowed. “I had to wait for Sophia to leave. She stayed behind to do some assignment.”
He stood slowly, circling his desk like a predator. “And why is that.”
“It’s no big deal, but I think she’s suspicious,” Pamela admitted. “She noticed the way I look at you during lectures.”
A look of worry grew on his face, and then it disappeared as sudden as it came.
Richard chuckled, gripping her chin. “You do look at me like a slut begging to be used.”
Pamela whimpered, her body already responding to his voice.
He dragged his thumb over her bottom lip. “You like being called a slut, don’t you?”
Before she could answer, his mouth crashed onto hers, his tongue claiming hers in a hungry possessive kiss. He grabbed her ass, lifting her up onto his desk. Papers scattered around as he pushed her back, his fingers already hiking up her skirt in search of her pant, then they heard that disappointing-
Knock. Knock. Knock.
They froze.
Pamela’s breath hitched.
Richard pulled back, his expression hardening. “Who is it?”
“Professor Carter? It’s Sophia. I just wanted to drop off my assignment.”
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