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By:WhiskeyRose

It was my second year of college and I was a full time student while working a full time job. I worked retail and they would never let me work around my class schedule so I was never on time to any of my classes. In college most professors could care less if I was late to class or if I didn’t even show up except for one professor.

Every Tuesday and Thursday at 6:30 pm I would be 15 to 20 minutes late to Marine Biology and that drove my professor nuts. He would look at the roster noticing I was the only one who hadn’t signed in yet and publicly humiliate me in front of the whole room! “Look who thinks she can arrive late and disrupt my lecture once again!” He would say with such anger. I never said anything because I felt like if I tried to say it was my job he would just think it was an idiotic excuse.

It was mid terms and you could not be late for mid terms, but once again my work was totally nonchalant about the fact I had to be there on time and refused to let me off early. I arrived to class to find everyone on the second page of their exams and see the professor stand up from his computer motioning his finger at me. I walked down the steps to the front of the classroom and he told me to follow him. We traveled down the hallway to where the teachers offices were. Meanwhile my heart is racing with anxiety, scared of being dropped from the course that I could barely pay for all because of a job.

We walked into his office and closed the door behind him. “Why can’t you be on time to my class? Not even fucking once?” he asked me furiously. “Uhhh. I’m sorry my boss doesn’t understand how important it is for me to be here on time,” I replied nervously. “Excuses are like assholes and everyones got them. I know what it is, your just another college girl who thinks she can just waltz through life and have everything handed to her,” he said. I was almost in tears ready to run out of the office and just expect a withdrawal grade for the semester and just retake it with someone who wasn’t such a douche bag next year.

He put his hand on my chin and lifted my head up to look at his face. He smiled at me and I saw a much more attractive man who was just stressed and tired. “I’m really sorry, maybe I can make it up to you,” I said. He didn’t say anything and just leaned in to kiss me while he stroked my pussy on the outside of my denim shorts. I moaned and he proceeded to peel of my shorts to finger me. I unzipped his pants and got down on my knees surprised to see how big his cock was before shoving it down my throat. He left me blow him for a minute or two before my pushing me away and picking me up to bend over his desk. I squealed and giggled with excitement from being manhandled.

He slapped my ass and then spread my cheeks before slamming his cock into my tight wet hole. As he pounded me he grabbed my tits and put his hand over my mouth to keep me from moaning too loud. Suddenly he pulled out and flipped me over onto my back and grabbed my legs so that my ankles were by his head and proceeded to fuck me. “You love this cock don’t you? I’m going to cum all over your face for being late to mid terms” He said with pleasure. He kept ramming his cock into me while rubbing my clit which brought me to the point of orgasm and I could not be quiet. I moaned, laughed and screamed so loudly when I came that he looked around hoping the walls were soundproof.

He pulled his cock out of me and pulled me off the desk by hair and placed me on my knees. He vigorously rubbed him dick until his cum came gushing out onto my face while sighing from the sexual relief. He pulled his pants back up and buttoned them and handed me a tissue to wipe the cum of my face. I stood up to put my clothes back on and pick up my binder.

“Looks like you got a 100% on your mid term and your attendance issues are no longer a problem,” my professor said to me. “Oh my god! Really? Thank you so much!!” I replied. “No thank you,” he said while patting me on the butt. We both left his office and he returned to the classroom while I left to go home and enjoy my little break.

For the rest of the semester he stopped humiliating me whenever I was late and instead smiled at me when I walked in looking for a seat. I would have never guessed that Marine Biology would have been so much fun!

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