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Counselor"I want to make it clear," she whispered into my ear as her hand rubbed the buldge in my shorts,"what we do here doesn't leave the room!" Her brown eyes looked deep into me. I shuttered a "Uh-huh." Everything was moving so fast as she leaned into my neck and pressed her lips against my skin. She took my hand and slid it up her short tight skirt. I felt the heat radiating from between her toned tan legs. I moved two fingers inside her. It was warm, wet. She let out a soft sexy moan which made it even more stimulating. I couldn't believe my luck or was it??Two weeks earlier, I wasn't sure if college was what I wanted. I hated high school and hadn't made any plans after graduation. I was a skinny, scrawny, pale skin eighteen years old who thought he knew it all but in reality had no clue. To top it off, my girlfriend Tina had left me, after finding out she was fucking another guy from a different town. I knew there wasn't anything for me in the small town I grew up in. So for lack of a better reason, I decided to visit a few state colleges. My grades weren't great so after I did decide on which University to attend. I was assigned an academic counselor. This didn't thrill me but it was necessary for my acceptance.I wasn't prepared for what I saw when Wendy came out of her office. She strutted confidently in red high heels, wearing a very tight white button shirt that had the top two buttons undone just showing off a little cleavage. She had a form fitted black skirt that was at least four inches above her knees. Her toned tanned legs looked amazing. I felt my cock enlarge and quickly shifted myself to my left side as I stood up to shake her hand. She smiled and gave a firm shake. I couldn't help but stare at how hot she looked and tried my best not to stare down her top. Wendy's smile went to a smirk as she told me to follow her into her office. I followed her and stared at her tight ass in the black skirt. I felt like I could watch it all day. She told me to have a seat and then closed the door. Wendy sat in the chair next to me instead bornova escort of behind her desk. "I'm not going to sugar coat it for you..."she stated, "you are going to struggle here at **** University!" I wasn't prepared and could no longer look her in the eyes. There was a long pause and my low gaze shifted to her legs as she crossed them. I wasn't focused on what she had said next, so when I heard "Is that going to work for you?" I was lost. I sat there dumbfounded and just stayed silent. Wendy quickly figured out I hadn't been listening. She leaned back in her chair and pushed her chest out which my eyes moved up her body to stare. She smirked again and asked me to share why I chose to attend the University. I felt being honest was my best move. I told her about my now ex- girlfriend and the need for change of scenery from my hometown. Wendy leaned forward and cupped her hands over her knees. Her cleavage was irresistible. I got lost in thought and stopped talking. Wendy smiled when my eyes met hers looking for approval. She leaned forward and put a hand on my thigh. Her hand felt warm and even though I saw it coming...I jumped a little. Wendy withdrew her hand, slapped her toned thighs and stood up. "I want you to write a schedule of your days at the University and give it to me in one week." I stared at her slender body as I slowly got up trying my best to hide my excitement in my shorts. Then Wendy did something that got me even more stimulated. "You're sweet." She then touched my face softly with her hand. I almost fell over as I thanked her. I left her office, went to my car and masturbated. I hadn't been that turned on before and the cum burst out of me.There wasn't a day I didn't masturbate to the thoughts of Wendy. Even though she was at least twice my age! I was infatuated. I did situps, push-ups, and lifted weights hoping that she'd notice next time. I couldn't wait to see her again. I showed up thirty minutes early with my paper in hand. I put on a nicer shirt this time and I might of overdone it with escort bornova the calogne. Wendy surprised me again by not wearing professional attire but a tiny white tennis outfit that showed off her tone shoulders and even more leg. Her skin was even more bronze than I remembered. I couldn't help myself as I looked over her sexy body. I wanted to tear off her clothes and just get it on.... I had dreamt this multiple times since our last meeting. Wendy smiled and greeted me with a hug this time which was awesome and torture at the same time. I sprouted out of my shorts and felt myself brush up against her body. I'm unsure if it was intentional but Wendy's hand touched me as she turned into her office. I felt so lucky and wanted to cum. I followed her into the office. I took a seat as Wendy stood by her desk looking at my schedule. She reached over the desk to get a pen to write something on it and I dipped my head down to see if I could look up her tennis skirt. I swear I didn't see any panties, which only hardened me more. Wendy crossed out a few things and kept writing as she continued to lean over the desk. I wanted to get up behind and press myself inside her. When Wendy did finish writing she propped up on the desk and crossed her legs. As she did, it was if I had been watching Basic Instinct. She Had No Panties On! I saw her dark Bush and I felt my face go flush. I lifted my eyes up to hers. Wendy smiled and paused just staring at me. "I want to go over your schedule more but I've got a tennis game in a little bit." My heart sank and I knew my disappointment could be seen on my face. Wendy got off the desk and handed me the paper. I stood up with my head down. Then without hesitation, Wendy stepped into me and kissed me. I didn't know what to do with my hands so I kept them at my sides. It felt soft, reassuring... I kissed her back. Wendy reached between my legs and squeezed my tip. She whispered "good boy." I felt energized and wanted her hand inside my pants. Then I was shocked as Wendy piped up in a perky bornova escort bayan tone "Well, I've got to go!" She walked me out of her office and was gone. All I could do was stare as she walked briskly away. Just before turning the corner of the hallway she lifted her skirt and flashed her ass. It looked so hot with a tiny bikini tan line just down the middle of her two firm buttocks. I wanted to follow but then I heard "See you next week!" I had never experienced exhilaration and disappointment in the same instance. It wasn't until I got to my car when I saw what Wendy had wrote..'Save you cum for me!'I can't describe how long a week it was for me and not masturbating. I did have one wet dream, ok yes I did help out with my hand over the next seven days. Waiting was really excruciating and I was tempted to go earlier to visit Wendy but held fast ..... knowing I might come off as too desperate. I played scenarios of how it was going to happen and even thought perhaps she was just teasing me and that was all. Still I held my hopes high.I got there hours early that fateful day. I waited in my car. My hearrate was going a million beats a second. I was sweaty and nervous. So I navigated the steps up the stairwell with shaking legs. As I advanced to her office, I noticed the door was shut and there was a message taped to it. "Out of the office for the day, please reschedule for tomorrow." I felt low. I began to think negatively about myself and what a fool I was. Just then the door opened slightly. Wendy appeared and fingered me to come in quietly. How quickly my emotions shifted to pure joy. I almost skipped inside her office. Wendy had on the same white top and black skirt with red high heels. She took my hand and sat me down in a chair and squatted down between both my legs. I couldn't hide my excitement."I like sex!" Wendy said in a cool calm tone. Then she proceeded to tell me that she was happily married and that what we were going to do was only to satisfy her sexual needs that her husband couldn't not meet anymore. Wendy unzipped my shorts and pulled my cock and balls out. She began massaging my balls watching my cock grow outward. "I like younger boys, 18-21, they have stamina....you have stamina right?" She smirked. I weakly said "I think so." This seemed to satisfy Wendy. Her lips wrapped around my thick tip.....