Just a dream.........

I had been late to lectures 3 times in as many sessions and a note had landed on my desk the last time I had attended asking me to attend your office 10 minutes before the next lecture. Nervously I knocked on your door, trying to sound as if I wasn't shaking in my boots. I couldn't quite read you and interpret the signals that seemed to fly between us and I didn't want to overstep a line or make myself look silly. Expecting to hear you call out to come in, I jumped when you opened the door and beckoned me into your office/den/lair (all these descriptions raced through my mind as I tried to fathom the look on your face). Sitting behind your desk you motioned for me to step forward and I noticed that the chair was missing, pushed to the side of the room for no discernible reason. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could began my litany of excuses (they weren't very valid anyway) you began by saying "I don't want excuses, I just need you to know that I don't accept this behaviour and there is a punishment".

"Lift your dress and show me your underwear" you command. My head does a double take, did I hear you correctly? "Yes, you heard correctly" you say (you must be a mind reader!). I lean down and put my bag on the floor before glancing up at you and you nod again. Slowly my hands smooth across the front of my grey, linen dress and touching the hem they begin to lift. Today I am glad I've chosen to wear what I have because I now want to see the look on your face. Wearing a grey dress and shoes with a matching bag, probably you are expecting to see grey or black. I am in fact wearing a fuchsia bra and thong and as the panties come into your view, I see your eyebrows twitch slightly.

The dress is up to my waist when you stop me and motion for me to turn around, as I turn slightly the slight air disturbance makes it clear that my panties are damp and clingy to my skin. I hope you have and haven't noticed. You tell me to stop with my back to you and I hear your chair move backwards and sense you are behind me. Your hands on my hips quickly and efficiently pull my thong downwards and then a quick tap on my ankle indicates I'm to step out of them. You then stand back up and turn me to face the desk leaning me over with my hands flat on the surface. Keeping your hand on the small of my back to keep my dress lifted, you run the other over my bottom before a slap on the right cheek surprises me making me gasp. I feel a warm stickiness between my thighs and hope that you don't see it but vain hope, your hand runs over my bottom and your fingers trail between my cheeks and down soon discovering the warm wetness. I'm aware that my breathing rate has increased and a small moan escapes as your fingers continue forward and brush over my clit causing my muscles to clench. "Naughty girl" you whisper in my ear and you slap me again before pulling my dress down over my nakedness.

"Look you've nearly made us both late!" you say, "Come on, get your things together". You move back around your desk to pick up some papers whilst I begin looking for my underwear. "Where are my panties?" I ask. "Why?" you reply. Taken aback I answer "Because I need to put them back on before I leave". " You don't NEED to" you reply sweeping out of the room. Picking up my bag, I check that my dress is smoothed down and follow you to the lecture. I go to walk towards a chair nearer the back of the room when you call out "Gilli, can you come here", looking up you indicate a chair at the front near your desk which was covered in books but I see that you have moved them onto your desk. I walk slowly back up the room, self concious about my lack of underwear but nobody seems to be paying me any attention. Sitting on the chair I remove my notebook and pen ready to pay attention. Suddenly I realise I've been daydreaming and my notebook is empty, the sound of chairs moving around me as the other students split into small groups. I stand to move across to the closest one when your hand on my arm stops me, "Stay there, I have some other work for you. I notice there aren't any notes on your page, I really need you to concentrate more! So, you will write 500 words on how you felt in my office". I stare at you to see if a) anyone has overheard your words and b) are you serious, we are supposed to discussing the intricacies of the French Revolution!

The look on your face once again tells me that you are in fact serious, so I sit back down on my chair. As I go to cross my legs to balance my notepad, your hand pushes my knee down and your knee pushes mine apart. I feel the cool air and know that I am still wet and this makes me concious of how aroused I really am. You hand me a clipboard to write against before stepping across the room and carrying on the lecture as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened. The other students pay me no mind and I stare down at the blank page. I see you glance across the room and the unspoken "get writing!" emanating from your look. " Well, Marie and Louis you'll have to wait!" I think as I begin to write of my nervousness knocking on the door, how I wasn't sure if I'd misread the signals between us and how I felt exposed leaning over your desk. I am so absorbed in writing that I fail to notice you leaning over my shoulder reading my work. "More detail" you say before walking back to the front of the room. It's then I notice a little hint of fuchsia peeking out of your trouser pocket, bright against the dark cloth. You notice my eyes looking and a small smile flits across your face. I look down and go back to my writing to feel you standing in front of me again and your foot pushes mine apart. No one else is sitting in front or in-line with me and they don't notice my ungainly posture on the chair, you walk back to the front of the room and sit on your chair THAT'S when I realise that you can see my naked pussy under my dress. My eyes widen and I go to close my legs but you give an almost imperceptible shake of your head, so I stay seated with my pussy on display for you and I can feel it must be glistening now and I am aware of a constant throbbing.

Absorbed in my writing, far in excess of 500 words I'm sure but I'll accept the punishment for that, I don't notice that the class has ended and the other students have left until the vibration of the door closing startles me. Glancing up I see you watching me, "finish that paragraph and come to my office" you say and with that, you sweep up your papers and walk out the door. Ha! I'm one step ahead because I have in fact already finished! Collecting my things I walk out of the room and follow you down the corridor. I slow down a little to try and compose myself as my breathing and pulse have sped up. I'm not totally certain what will happen next but I have a pretty good idea. Reaching your office I take a deep breath before knocking confidently on the door. This time you call out to enter, I do and you instruct me to lock the door. My hand shakes a little as I turn the key and I notice that you have shut the blinds. The lamp on your desk is on and angled towards me so that you are sitting in the shadows.

"So, Gilli" the familiar cadences of your voice reverberate through the room, " stand where you stood earlier and this time remove your dress". I walk slowly forward and stop, with trembling hands I lift the shift dress up over my head and drop it on the chair to the side. "Remove your shoes and bra too", I do as instructed until I'm naked in the glare of the lamp, my skin goose-bumping making my nipples even harder. I hear a movement and then you are behind me and I feel a silky material wrapped across my eyes as you tie my panties into a makeshift blindfold. You lean against me and I can feel your naked skin and the hot throb of your hard cock pressed against my bottom. Leaning me once more over your desk I anticipate a slap across my buttocks but instead your hands reach around and lightly pinch my nipples, your cock is nudging between my legs and is sliding through the wetness between my lips to bump against my clit. I can't help the moan that begins deep in my chest. Slap! Your hand stings my left buttock and I feel the head of your cock poised against me, I try to push my hips back onto you but you anticipate this, holding me in position. "How close are you to coming, Gilli?" you whisper in my ear and a shiver runs along my spine as again I feel you nudging where I want you to fill with your cock. "So close" I answer. Taking my hand you lead me around the desk and remove the blindfold, "Hold your notes" you instruct. Holding the book in one hand you guide me to straddle your thighs on your desk chair. I can feel my wetness smeared across your leg as your cock stands proud against my stomach. Your hands on my hips, you guide me onto you, controlled and slow when I want you to ram yourself deep inside me. My breathing increases again and the peak is in sight. Now you are totally enveloped by my warm, wet, willing cunt but you control both of us by sitting me against you tight and still. The waves are rippling out of my core spreading around and up my body, "read to me" you whisper. "What?" I ask confused. "Read your notes to me". I'm not sure I can concentrate properly but I try to convey the thoughts and feelings flitting through my head and the basic animal want of my body. How once I knew you could see my desire wet and swollen, how much more I wanted you to arouse me. Whilst I am reading, your hands explore my body and your lips tease and suck my nipples, nipping them when my concentration lapses.

I feel my muscles tightening around you and I am so close to orgasm, "touch me, please" I whisper. "But I am" your reply frustrating me further. "Touch me more" I ask again "Be more specific" you say. "Touch my clit, please". "No, that is the obvious response, give me details, how? where?" With your fingers and thumb rub it, pinch it, tease me. Circles, upwards and slowly" I say, hoping that this is enough information. I've never specified 'how' to anyone before but it seems to work and your hand travels lower before sliding back up to my breast. I groan in frustration and I see you smile!! Leaning forward to kiss me my mouth is eager on yours and I feel your hands sliding back down before your fingers reach my clit, exposed and hard where my legs are wide astride you. One touch and I explode on and around you and you keep my mouth pressed hard against yours to absorb my sounds. Your fingers continue to touch and pinch me and I come again feeling your hardness deep inside, filling me and nudging deep within. You move my hand down to replace yours as your hands grip my waist and lift me before slamming me back down onto you. I gasp at your length and feel the waves rising again as another orgasm breaks over me.. Lifting me off of you I groan in disappointment but you merely position me over your desk again this time laying me across it and pushing my legs wide apart. You guide your cock slowly into my wet cunt, anticipating my backwards thrust, no rush, your pace but I'm racing towards another orgasm and I come again this time it doesn't abate as your cock rubs, rubs against that most sensitive spot deep inside and I feel you thrust harder and the warm wetness as you spurt within me, your juices mixing with mine as they slowly run out and down my inner thighs.

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