F*ck Me, Professor (Part 3)

“Well that certainly explains a lot.” Mr. Drake said as he eyed up Cady.

  Mr. Nelson undressed down to his boxer briefs and sat on the stool in front of the class as Mr. Drake pointed out various muscle groups to the class with a wooden pointer stick upon the assistant teacher’s body. Cady stared at him longingly. 

  She traced every angle and line on his body with her eyes, committing them to memory.

  He wasn’t like the other two teachers. He was in fine physical shape and looked not a day over twenty three with his rock hard abs and sinewy looking muscles that supported the shoulders and neck. 

  She loved that he had the “v” between his hips and his groin proudly defined. Even his ass looked tight; you could see every muscle defined on his body. It made Cady want to drool over him. No man should look so fine and single. There was no wedding band on him.

  Cady couldn’t help the thoughts that ran throu