S4

                                    

                                          
Rose's POV (The professor)
A voice then spoke, not belonging to the mystery man. 
"Okay, now that it's 15 minutes past class and you two are now done, why don't you come to see me down here" My heart instantly stopped at the voice. Recognizing it as the professor. 
The mystery man released my hair and pulled out his chair, taking his cock out of my mouth and shutting off the panties. I quickly got up from my kneeling position and fixed myself the best that I could. 
Fixing my hair and straightening out the now uncomfortably soaking feeling in my pants. 
I looked over to the professor who was casually packing up papers into a briefcase on the front table. I looked back to the mystery man who was now zipping up his pants. 
"Come on down, don't be shy" the professor called. I hesitantly began making my way down the steps of the class, a mystery man following close behind. We both stopped a few feet from the professor and stood awkwardly. Waiting for him to speak."It's not the first time this has happened. There have been a few instances" he said calmly, still packing away papers. "But not once did they go unpunished," he said meaningly with a loud bang from his briefcase closing. 
"Please sir, don't report us. I'll do anything" I begged, taking a few steps forward. He chuckled softly while replying 
"Oh I know you will sweetheart" he turns with a devilish grin "are you two... dating," he asked while gesturing between us. I looked toward the mystery man and he shook his head no. I look back at the professor and do the same."Oh, so casual hook up, quite nice" he walks forward and grabs my hands. He pulls me around the table, to the very front of the class. He placed my front right up against his instructing table, my hands resting on the surface. My eyes closed as His hands started at my shoulders and lightly pulled my hair back. I could feel his breath on my neck as he ran his hands down my front, firmly cupping and groping my breasts and quickly finding my nipples. I gasped in shock as he did so, how could this be happening, all in one day? All this because I left my curtains open one night. 
He gives my nipples a good pull, bringing out a soft moan from me before they continue their journey. Down to my hips, swaying them lightly with his, already feeling his hard-on. But he didn't stop there. His hands continued around my back, one resting on my lower back and the other between my shoulder blades. 
"Bend over sweety," he says as he lightly pushes me down. I comply. "What's your name?" He asked softly. 
"Rose" I reply 
"What a lovely name" he chuckled and then left, I went to stand back up only for his voice to boom throughout the room "Stay!" I go back to my position but watch him move around, sitting up on my elbows to do so and surprisingly not getting another command from it. He went over to the mystery man. He put his hand on his shoulder and guided him to his desk at our side. 
"Now how long have you known each other," he asks him
"A day" he replies while glancing at me
"Not long at all... annnnnd have you, fucked each other yet?" He asks with a smirk. We both instantly give reply "No" he gives a look between the both of us. 
"Interesting" he mumbled while walking back around the table. He stood behind me and grabbed my hips, trailing his hands to the front and unbuttoning my shorts. 
"Hey, what are you doing?" I stand up and try to turn around. His hand instantly wraps around my neck and abdomen, pulling me upright, against his chest. His hand trailed up and under my shirt and pulled it off quickly, leaving my leather bra.