Problem Student
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				Title: <strong>Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thundercatsrgo</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 07:47:53</strong>
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				Ellen had a problem. Other than the fact that her boyfriend had just dumped her, leaving her hornier than hell, she was failing her history class. Which was ridiculous because it was a general requirement for freshman and shouldn't have been so difficult. But there she was, pulling a solid D-. She had to do something...<br><br>She looked at her professor. He wasn't old, but he was in his twenties. Not bad looking, not to chubby. She assumed he was single, but that really didn't matter to her. After class, she went down to him, expressing her concern over her grade.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 07:54:59</strong>
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				&nbsp; Richard looked up when he heard a knock on the door.&nbsp; Annoyed, he tersely replied, "Yes?&nbsp; Who is it?"&nbsp; His students knew that they were not to simply stop by his office without an appointment.&nbsp; He got up from behind his desk and walked to the door, opening it.&nbsp; Sighing, he invited his student in ...<br><br>&nbsp; Walking back to his desk, he commented.&nbsp; "I suppose, Ellen, that you are here about your grade.&nbsp; Not surprising ..."&nbsp; He sat down and looked up at her disapprovingly.&nbsp; He knew she was capable of doing better; probably too much partying with her boyfriend.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thundercatsrgo</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 07:59:03</strong>
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				"Yeah teach. It's my grade. I'm just...I know I'm smart enough to do this, but I don't understand how this happened? I mean, I was an A student in highschool. I don't get it."<br><br>She sighed and appeared to be on the verge of tears. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 08:02:34</strong>
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				&nbsp;His hard veneer melted when he realized that she was on the verge of tears.&nbsp; "Please, sit down."&nbsp; Of all the students in his class, she was by far the best looking, and she always dressed so nicely.&nbsp; Perhaps that is why he invited her to sit down instead of throwing her out.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;"You have two quizzes and the final to pull your grade up.&nbsp; Not to an 'A,' but perhaps a 'C.'"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thundercatsrgo</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 09:49:25</strong>
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				She looked at him with wide eyes. "Oh no, my parents will NEVER tolerate a C. Isn't there...anything I can do to bring it up?" She leaned a little closer. "Anything?" she asked a little quieter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 20:11:37</strong>
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				&nbsp;Professor Howard, for a fleeting moment, sensed that she was suggesting that ... no ... surely not.&nbsp; He chided himself.&nbsp; Typical stupid male thinking.&nbsp; "Well, Miss Ellen ... the semester is almost over.&nbsp; I don't see how you could possibly raise your grade to an 'A.'"&nbsp; He resisted the urge to do the typical 'teacher scolding' of applying oneself earlier in the semester.&nbsp; That rarely did any good ... it was too late.&nbsp; He looked up and met her light blue eyes, feeling his cheeks blush momentarily ... taken by the sudden closeness of her beauty.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thundercatsrgo</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 02:35:46</strong>
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				"Well....are you sure? I mean, I would be willing to do anything Professor. Anything." She emphasized that last part. Ellen was going to seduce her professor and she was going to do it good. She saw him blushing and she smiling, looking away with mock shyness. "I mean, anything you would want me to do for you, I'd be willing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 03:31:52</strong>
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				Richard felt a warmth run through him at the realization of what she was suggesting.&nbsp; That he wanted to was evident by his growing member .. encouraged by the glimpse he took of her well endowed chest.&nbsp; Still, he would be risking his position at the University.&nbsp; He needed time to think ...<br><br>"Well, Ms Ellen ... I will take that under consideration and let you know."&nbsp; That was safe.&nbsp; But a sense of urgency came over him ... of a lost opportunity.&nbsp; He looked up at her.&nbsp; "I need to correct some exams ... why don't you come back this evening and assist me.&nbsp; Say, around seven?"&nbsp; He looked up at her to see if she would accept his proposal.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thundercatsrgo</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 03:36:41</strong>
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				Ellen nodded and picked up her things. "I'll be back here at seven sharp professor. Don't leave me waiting." She smiled and walked out, proud of herself. She knew he wanted her and she wanted that A. She was going to get what she wanted and so would he. A win-win situation.<br><br>Later that evening, she came back at seven, this time wearing skirt cut about half-way up her thighs and a shirt that showed off her cleavage. She knocked on his door eager to see what would happen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 03:57:12</strong>
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				Richard heard the knock on the door and looked at the clock.&nbsp; Seven sharp.&nbsp; He had expected her to reconsider, but apparently she had not.&nbsp; He got up and opened the door ... his eyes went wide!&nbsp; She looked sensational ... dressed to seduce, no doubt.&nbsp; Well ... whether anything happened remained to be seen.<br><br>"Come in, Ms Ellen.&nbsp; You certainly are looking nice tonight."&nbsp; He stepped away to give her room to enter, his eyes taking in her swaying hips, emphasized by the short skirt.&nbsp; He closed the door behind her ... and locked it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thundercatsrgo</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 04:25:45</strong>
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				She smiled. "Just something I threw on." She looked around his office, taking in the smell and sight of it. "Do you spend a lot of time in here? You must, you have a couch." She looked at him seductively and sat on it. "Comfy one, too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Problem Student</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 05:23:43</strong>
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				He watches as she inspects his office ... she was right; he did spend a lot of time at the office.&nbsp; But all he had was his work, so he put in a lot of time.&nbsp; His eyes never left her ass while she walked to his couch.&nbsp; He slowly followed her and stopped when she sat down ... taken by her long sexy legs, now more fully revealed by her skirts that slightly slid up her thigh.&nbsp; He smiled,&nbsp; "So, Ms Ellen ... what shall we do about your grade?"
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