I had just started teaching at the local university when a student stayed after one night to request a grade change. She was cute, petite, with great curves. She had long dark hair and huge breasts that she often tried to hide. Today she was wearing tight jeans and a loose blue blouse. Her hair was pulled back into a long braid, and I’d watched her put her makeup on while I was telling the class what would be on next week’s quiz.

“Mr. Sutton, I really need to get at least a three point on this exam. Is there any way I can get the grade raised?” she asked as she approached my desk. I kept my focus away from wondering what her rack would look like without the blouse.

“Well, Chasie if you spent a little less time in class putting your makeup on, and a little more time focusing, this wouldn’t have to be up for discussion.”

At first she looked angry, then annoyed, and suddenly an entirely different emotion swept over her pert nose and pouty lips. She put a saunter in her step and looked up at me from eyelashes I’d watched her thicken. “Don’t you think there is something I could do to get an A in this class?”

I stuttered, “Besides the work you mean…” As the words left my mouth, she started to undo the top button of the blouse that was hiding the tits I was so desperately curious about. I knew I should stop her, but simply didn’t have the heart. I watched as first one button, and then another, was undone by perfectly manicured red nails. A black lacy bra encased round double D’s. I felt a pressure against the seam of my pants as my prick grew hard.

She moved around the desk and pressed her hand against my member. “See, there must be something here we can work out.”

She let her shirt drop to the floor and started to unsnap her bra, but I stopped her saying, “No, leave it on.”

She smiled and unzipped my pants. My dick sprang out, and she started working it with her hands and mouth. She was great; it felt like a dozen lips and tongues were on my cock at once. They all seemed to be sucking harder than I thought possible, when she suddenly stopped. “About that grade?” She asked. The little vixen knew I had no power at this point. I pulled her to her feet and stripped her of her jeans, bending her over the desk.

“You’ll have to earn an A.” I said as I pushed her matching black panties aside to slide deep into her slit. She was tight and moaned the moment I entered. We rocked against the desk, fucking and strewing papers across the floor as we did so. I slammed into her until she came whimpering softly, and then I came all over her ass.
We both cleaned up, and I stopped her before she could ask again, “Don’t worry; you’ll have you’re A. You earned it.”