Chapter 1 - The Attraction "Okay class here's your assignment write down your opinion of how A man and women should treat one another based on how the evolution of mankind has progressed over the years. This goes towards your grade so don't be lazy. Class dismissed." The class packed up and began leaving. I sat at my desk watching one particular student more intensely then others. Laylani was her name. Her name was beautiful and unique just as she was. Her creamy white skin completely blemish free as far as I could tell. Her shiny blonde hair she always kept in a ponytail. Her bright clear blue eyes which I early got to see because she always kept her head down. I'm not a prude but sometimes I'd catch glimpses of her lacy panties in class. Since each collage classroom was made like an auditorium I always had perfect view. She always sat in the middle so whenever I looked up her creamy thighs would be slightly parted, head bent over her work and chewing on the end of her pencil. The few times I would actually peeking up from under her lashes I'd catch her staring at the oddest things. Sometimes when I looked over my shoulder while writing on the chalkboard it'd be my ass. When I was standing and giving a lecture I swore it was my bulge which I went through great lengths to hide. Whenever I saw her doing these things I'd stop talking, her eyes would look up into mine then she'd drop her head quickly and begin squeezing her thighs together clutching the corner of her desk with her tiny fingers. I'd clear my throat and would continue turning so my dick wouldn't be visable to who ever looked. Shaking my head clearing my thoughts I watched as she walked down the steps to the ground floor and walked past my desk her sweet perfume hitting my nose and what was that other scent. Before I could stop it a growl tore from my throat. She stopped and turned looking at me worried. "Sir, are you alright?" "Uh, yes I'm fine have a good day okay." She nodded and continued out the door. ------------------------------- As soon as I left I ran to the bathroom entered an locked it behind myself. I rushed to a stall and sat on the toilet panting. I wanted that man so dam much, why couldn't I just talk to him. He meeting me so nervous, to many times I had to excuse myself to use the bathroom and masturbate. Speaking of which I opened my legs pushing my panties to the side and placed my fingers on my clit. I gasped and shook. Then began rubbing in frantic circles. Thinking of Mr. Moore hitting my ass with that ruler he used to dictate. I shuddered almost falling off the seat as I came. Biting my lip trying to hold in my whimpers. I relaxed then stood fixing my clothing. Then went to the sink washing my trembling fingers. I exited the bathroom a smile on my face. I was tired of using my fingers, I would make him want me.