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A Hands-On Professorthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2128 words)

Author: Viviane Grenouille
Added: Jan 22 2003Views / Reads: 4184 / 3636 [87%]Story vote: 9.00 (5 votes)
Professor Layton needs to talk to a student, Reagan Wood, about her midterm.. in his office.. alone. Little does she know that he has more in store for her than discussing grades! What follows is a grade A fucking!!
 


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Vivianne Grenouille

A Hands-On Professor

"I think we'll leave it there for next week when we will begin discussing the Renaissance," Professor Layton read off of the yellow notepad he was holding and proceeded to put it into his briefcase, "if you have any questions, I'll be in my office tonight until 5:30. Otherwise, see you next week." Reagan Wood took a deep breath and closed her notebook, disappointed that class was over already. Music history was one of her favourite subjects, and her Professor was incredibly hot. More than once, Reagan had caught her attention drifting to his mouth, watching him nibble on his full bottom lip while pondering a student's question. She let herself fantasize for a moment about the other things that lip might nibble on while she put her books in her bag. Her breathing deepened..

At that moment, Professor Layton approached her seat and cleared his throat, "Miss Wood, I'd like to see you in my office to discuss your midterm if you have a moment." Reagan, startled out of her daydream was mortified when she felt her nipples harden in response to his deep voice. She casually crossed her arms over her chest and met his eyes curiously, she thought she had aced her midterm, what could he possibly need to talk to her about. "Uhh, sure sir. I'll be right there." She said warily. "Call me James." he said and she was surprised a second ...

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