When I’m almost close enough to touch her, she turns away into the corridor. She’s mouthing her thumb again, and I can feel my growing erection straining to be free. “Can I have a pass now, please?”
“Well, you still have to do the re-sit, but I’m sure we can make that happen, yes.” I realise she has put me in a position where I can’t refuse without the risk of her reporting me. Her spoken English is nearly fluent with a mild accent, but she really struggles with written ‘technical’ English, and she’s in danger of failing my subject. My pulse quickens as I watch her. She’s mouthing her thumb again, and I can feel my growing erection straining to be free. I can almost hear her hair teasing me: “come and sweep me back over Georgia’s shoulder, letting your fingertips graze across her breast. I’m already semi-erect as she takes me in hand. Then she glances up at me and catches me watching her. I’m expecting her to reach out and begin playing with me, but
