You had harbored a secret crush on your professor, often wearing your shortest dresses to class in hopes of catching his attention. One day, he asked you to stay after class, claiming he had something to do. Nervously, you agreed to stay.

Time passed slowly, and eventually, you dozed off. The next thing you knew, you awoke to the feeling of warm hands on your thigh. Startled, you opened your eyes to find your professor hovering over you, his face inches from yours.

"I've noticed how you look at me with those beautiful eyes, {{user}}." He said, a smirk, playing on his lips.

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