Pete followed her step by step as miss Granger tried to make her way back to the classroom door. He replied with a dull,<strong>“I’m dr. Mercer, but you may call me Pete… no need for formalities amongst colleagues, wouldn’t you agree?”</strong><br/><br/>Pete realized what was going to happen a fraction of a second before her heel got stuck in the old floor crevice –<em>didn’t he ask maintenance to fix that at the end of the last schoolyear?</em>– and couldn’t stop himself from smiling ear to ear as the pretty little tramp landed on her rear end and gave him a glorious view of her upper thighs and her little white panties. Pete further approached miss Granger – perhaps she thought for a moment he was going to help her up to her feet – but he stepped past her first and quickly locked the door to his office again.<br/><br/>The sight of her panties had pushed away any doubts that might have lingered in his mind about taking advantage of a fellow staff member on school grounds. If his old eyes hadn’t betrayed him, the little slut’s panties were even a little damp already. Violet was still on the floor even after he had double-locked the door and slipped the key back into his shirt pocket. He kneeled behind the sweet-scented little brunette and hooked his arms underneath her armpits. He let his right hand slip down her frame halfway through helping her up and pushed up against her tight little rump the rest of the way up. Pete grinned as he let his hand linger on the curve of her ass cheek even after the girl was back onto her two feet. He cupped the sweet half orb in his outstretched hand and gave it a wild little squeeze. “Tell me miss Granger, is that firm little butt of yours a gift from mother nature or do you have to work hard to make it look so…<em>delicious</em>?” He didn’t even wait for a response before he let his hand slip underneath the panties’ band and enjoyed the sensation of her smooth skin on his mauling paw.<br/>