Follow Professor Mary Burns
From Create Your Own Story
The sound of her alarm combined with the early morning daylight made Mary groan immediately as soon as she gained consciousness. A new semester was about to start, and the thought of being the instructor for the school's mandatory freshmen English class was not inviting. The day's goal was to finish the syllabus and assign all the readings. She wasn't thrilled at the prospect.
"Fuck it," she thought to herself. "There's a reason I spent 5 years on my Phd, and I guess this is the light at the end of the tunnel."
While getting ready for the day Mary's thoughts drifted to the past two semesters she had already spent at Blue Mountain University. As she turned on the hot water in the shower she allowed herself to think she was doing well so far. The student feedback at the end of both semesters had been positive, and some of the comment cards went as far as implying there were reasons other than her great teaching skills as to why she was so popular. At first she was shocked that students would write things like "You're so hot that I didn't miss a single class," but upon looking back to her own experience as a student she realized that this most be a common thing for attractive professors in her age range. At this point Mary stepped out of the shower and began drying herself.
Mary chose to wear matching black lace panties and bra. After putting those on she picked up two outfits from her closet and stood in front of the mirror. She stopped for a second to admire herself. It has been one month since her 29th birthday and Mary was at her prime. She admired her ample double D bust which filled her bra quite nicely. At 5'7 and 135 pounds she knew the effect her breasts had on men. Normally she wore conservative outfits to class, but today was the beginning of the semester and she wouldn't be interacting with students. From the two outfits laying on her bed she chose the short blue skirt and grey camisole. The weather outside was not overtly hot, and the low cut/sleeveless camisole would be refreshing. She slid the outfit on over her alabaster skin and moved over to the bathroom to begin drying her fiery red hair.
She finished her outfit by fitting a pair of blue heels on her feet. "Ok, time to go" she thought.
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